Hoots and hollers
and smokers’ cheers.
Booze and breathing,
anticipation leers.
Sultry swinging,
hips and fears.
Dirty dancing
intentions clear.
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You search high and low
and turn on every light.
You search all day
and well into the night.
You ask me again
if I know where it is
but I am busy napping
and have no time for a quiz.
It’s my toy your looking for
and I just don’t care,
but you look all you like
since it’s hidden in my hair.
©Autumn and Emilita SIDERS 2017
Love, revisited
My heart races,
beating a warning
my brain is to dumb
to comprehend,
when has falling
ever been good!?
All the things
I thought I loved
turn slowly into
all the things
I hate.
Those big blue eyes
burn ice cold.
That witty tongue
bites through gold.
The heat of the moment
has become a heated moment
and finally love boils over
into hate.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Mon Coeur
She beats inside my chest
from the very moment I wake
and fills my every thought
with every breath I take.
She is the reason I live
as her every move feeds my soul
and every breath she takes
she leaves my heart so full.
© Autumn Siders 2017
#tbt
Your beauty exceeds the standard,
as do all your other traits:
your cleverness,
your eagerness,
your ruthlessness.
The skin you wear so well
would make a perfect pair of boots
so then I could walk on you
as you have done on me.
© Autumn Siders 2014
Little Lion Man
Little lion man
mourns, away from all others,
just waiting to roar.
© AUtumn Siders 2017
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Always in a hurry,
rushing out the door,
speeding in your car,
so you can still be poor.
Time is money,
flying on the wind,
lining another’s pockets
for others who have sinned.
Always in a rush,
just to hurry up and wait
for your very own turn
to tempt this thing called fate.
Money is time
you can never get back
so are you happy
being so far off track?
© AUtumn Siders 2017
Simpler Times
They were simpler times
so many years ago
when I called you mine
and we went with the flow.
Now confusion reigns
and simplicity is gone
like my love for you
which was just a con.
The future is unclear,
the present, full of pain,
and yesterday seemed sunny
when really it was full of rain.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Weather or Not
It’s not easy being furry
when the weather
just won’t change,
the heat won’t go away
and still my winter fur grows,
it’s strange.
Mother nature doesn’t know
what it’s like to be a cat
with a coat you can’t remove
when the temperature is hot.
Then the next day it’s so cold
and my coat is not enough.
Pass me a blanket,
this weather thing is tough.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017
Absence Makes the Heart
Another late night,
piled on to the last forty-two
since sleep is futile
when I haven’t got you.
And these sleepless nights
are followed by endless days
which all run together
in this lovesick haze.
If you came back to me today,
the pain would still be there,
since your absence is better
than you total lack of care.
Autumn Siders 