He was like a crocheted sweater
Warm and embracing
Made with Beautiful threads of love
He was like a June day
Filled with little yellow flowers
Stitched up with smiles and lemonade
He was like bell bottom jeans
Once my go to
But out of fashion today
He was like a mirror
Filled with many of my reflections
Yet shattered on the floor now
He was like a dream i once had
Yellow outlined clouds and sunsets filled
Now a nightmare filled with panic and torture
You breathe and you let go
You think and sustain another blow
You grow bitter with each passing hour
Still climb your lonely tower
You tell yourself you are good
You convince your mind that they, not you, were rude
And just like that slowly but for sure
You, piece by piece, turn sour
You see a reflection these days
Not knowing if she stayed
The old you who once laughed free
And was clean even beyond the eyes could see
Now you are tainted
Now you are black
You can see it
Hoping others don’t look back
No one to show your wounds to
No one to feel your pain
You keep climbing the lonely tower
Hiding your own blood stains
In the wake of pin drop silence
The mesmerizing purring of the zipper
The whisper of the dress sliding off the shoulder
The sharp gasp upon the first kiss
The rustle of fingers gliding over bare skin
The melody of muffled breaths intertwined
And the caramel of seduction dripped with every lick
That’s what makes a summer night’s story
I want to see you
Happy,
Longing,
Pink,
Glowing,
Lusting,
Aching,
Wanting
Beautiful,
Throbbing
Alive
Out of control
Moaning
Writhing
Loving
Licking
Kissing
Brave
I want to see you all at once.
I know you see me
I know it hurts
Our aching distance
Your desire that bursts
Your eyes calling
Your hands cuffed and sprawling
That heaving chest
Urging you to taste my rest
I smile, wicked
Licking lips crooked
Fingers run wild
Over sweating skin burning mild
A tease, you called me once
I won’t give you a fleeting chance
This night you are a spectator just
Watch me make love to me… You must
Dipping close a taste of your breath
Enough for me to hear you seethe
As the ache in you grows
In the music my lust shows
A minute more, before I break
Let you free to taste my wake
I’ll move to the rhythm this night Echoes in
Give you the glimpse of every inch of me that’s glimmering
And as the tempo come to its rest
You see the key peeking over supple breasts
That smile of wicked slips on your lip
You know my ache for your every sip
I’ve felt it for days
a pinch in my heart that stays.
a speck of darkness which grows
under the sun it even glows!
An unknown feeling of loss
a loosing battle of toss…
heads, i lay with monsters in my dreams
Tails, echoes of my muffled screams
the sheets are dripping with sleepless nights
endless debates and pointless fights
looking for answers and finding none
Questions aren’t many but just one
If all that’s in me is left untouched,
will i remain myself as much
A fight with destiny and her stars
It’s not the right time, they say, playing with Saturn and mars.
Lost on the streets of my palm lines
Fading away with tarot lies
The same text i scribble in daily
calling out to my Dear Black Dairy
Aching hard, I am fate’s bait
Running in circles, trying to change my fate
Should you ever meet her on the cross roads
Tell her i wait on the checkered board.
In the dim light of the string lights
Under the cold winter night
Within the soft folds of the blanket
Over the waves of her ecstasy
Running wild with the thought of that smile
Right before the thrust of that kiss
Catching every fleeting breath
Escaping the rims of the scarlet bites
Caught between his hold and a dark place
Refusing to let go of her insanity
Rummaging through endless counts of deepest of kisses
With leftovers of her taste
Oh how fine her soul looked
Dripping down his lips
Oceans of her wait
Trickling under his call
The tides of her screaming moans
Pulling at his shores
Breaking through every wall in him
Drying him of every thirst……over and over and over again
She was madness filled in tinted bottles
Fragrance locked in a bracelet
Petals captured between the pages of tragedy
A lost song entangled upon his paper cut fingers
A taste of sweetness that never touched his lips
She was the shatter of silent raindrops
A siren call of eclipsing moons
Wrinkles on a bed still dreaming
Dripping ink from a parched notebook
She was his dream, dressed as her own nightmare
Ive craved the decadence of tipsy words
Of whispered tales upon sensitive skin
Of goosebumps raised from static touch
Of melting sighs on caramel poems
Of confessions among breaking rains
Of old world charms in new age frames
Of fragrant romances from old hollywood
Of electric sex from erotic books
Ive craved for your name melting in mine
Of golden moons sold by the dime
Ive craved for you from god knows when
A thirst unquenched till we meet again
Keep those hands on my cool skin
Let it warm up and burn under your heat
Hold me tight against your chest
Capturing every escaping beat
Weave in your fingers into my scalp
And trace my neck with salty kisses
I cant hold on anymore i need help
Shatter me into pieces, only a glass doll
Let me scatter upon this night
Lick the trails of lust , down my chest which rolls
Paint on me any color of your choosing
Let me taste a piece of you
On the verge of sanity. … im loosing
The hold i guess which i never had
