Would you

Would you buy me flowers if you saw my smile fading over my morning coffee? I think you would Would you comfort me when my self battles with my self in wars wherein I've never managed to be victorious? Perhaps you have the touch I need. Would you place a gift of uplifted joy in... Continue Reading →

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How do I love

I see selfless love pouring forth from these old wounds which always pop up as metaphors for bleeding hearts and darts that left scars so deep that pierced me so mercilessly that when I sleep at night I cry as I wonder why I am in this trench from which I can peek over the... Continue Reading →

His…toy

Roses are red, Violets are blue. Wanna come play? I'm made just for you.   (Couldn't resist. Now¬†for the real poem...)     He knows very well what kind of toy I am for him So I say... Why don't you unwrap me, and let's play Or maybe just sway to this music a soundtrack... Continue Reading →

Kiss me

Come here and slowly place your lips upon that breath that I let escape my sanity but wait a moment and tease me a little with lips stroking my own with ease and meant to bes and maybe if you'll let me bite with slight greed your tongue that hangs upon my every word is... Continue Reading →

I like…

I like cozy days indoors while outside the snow falls incessantly, blanketing the ground with virginal white. Virginal. So funny. I like, sweeping, overly emotional, sneakily sexy descriptions because who wants to read this: The pretty trees swayed in the winds of my heart which looked so cute with your flowery words that blossomed like... Continue Reading →

You Should Come With a Warning

Packaged and labelled correctly is what you should be. Large print, embossed, engraved with indelible warnings of impending plummets to the ground after tripping over that carefully placed foot in my way, smashing my all together, well guarded face and already cracked and fractured heart to pieces (to be fair, you kindly mended that heart,... Continue Reading →

What am I…

...a silent secret kept locked within a palm of softest, forceful need. A smiling, adoring kiss of life replaying a death of nearest encounter. A fantasy of lyrical ballads recited under a tree pregnant with pauses of fruit plump and positioned to plummet to the earth peeling away a layer of preponderance revealing fleshy morsels... Continue Reading →

Sonorous Seduction

The hotel room is dark and warm. Moon light sneaks in beyond midnight to illuminate the outline of the room, barely...you make no move to switch on the light as you guide me through the doorway and close the door as I lean against it, your arm locking me in this prison of your eyes,... Continue Reading →

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