I Need…

To wake in your arms, and not in my tears Sense as you whisper away all my fears Someone to take me, and take me you must, As your love slays my demons and turns them to dust. Soft urgent kisses, that promise your heart Touches that soothe me, not rip me apart. A voice... Continue Reading →

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You know you are in full control of this whole thing, right? (Or a much shorter and concise title)

I think you may know, (or are fully aware) That this 'thing' this sweet touch that we secretly share...     While it tastes like a moonrise, or sunset of rose Is all guided by you Which is fine, I suppose.     And while handing control to your whims is quite hot I am... Continue Reading →

Drunken Heart

My heart got drunk last night. Yep. You heard me right. The wanton little harlot that she is. (She's really not...she's hopelessly devoted...still though) Doing whatever she pleases without any prior consultation with me and my needs. How dare she. Drunk on sweet love,  sloshed on sumptuous amor, inebriated on incomprehensible devotion.  Seriously.  Pissed out... Continue Reading →

Fall in Love With Me

As I lay beside you, hair tumbling over pillows and forbidden sheets, eyes closed and one breath awaiting the next, fearing it will not arrive and leaving me sans air replaced by a kiss   fall in love with me   As I turn to face you, allow your gaze to feed my addiction to... Continue Reading →

Not in love

I'm NOT in love. Not "floating on air" Not craving your touch to caress me Right there. And I'm not what you'd call, "A poor, sweet love sick fool" 'cause I'm far too "me me" Out of reach (That's the rule) I don't melt at the sound of your voice Nope Not me I do... Continue Reading →

What will you do

What will you do with my tears Keep them in a jewellery box with gems and treasures , place them on your hand upon a ring forever? And what of my kisses. Will you trace them with your fingertips across your own soft lips and taste them like french vanilla licks the orchid off its... Continue Reading →

May I…?

I was always taught to be polite. "Pleases" and "thank yous" placed just right. Know when to say "can I?" And when it should be, "May I". And so I had a thought...after all these pleasantries were taught... May I just fall in love with you a little bit more? I was just wondering if... Continue Reading →

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