Sunday, October 7, 2012

What Have I Done With My Heart

I've carried my heart softly so afraid to let it go that it grew shy
I've shrank my heart so small that it became unreachable
I've thrown my heart around with the hope that it's caught
I've stretched my heart so thin the slightest touch would tear it
I've wrapped my heart so tight that it became hard to breathe
I've tricked my heart once but it grew much wiser
I've found my heart stolen and later returned slightly bruised
and I've exposed my heart to a few
yet
it continues to search
for You.

Future Use

These ideas came during a drunk walk home. I like them and will fit them into something or build something around them.
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My lips are still stained with the memory of her kiss.
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As you restrain my innocence blindfolding me with re-assurance your whispers whip me into a frenzy. While your shallow kisses cut me deep.
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She would be leaving as I went on believing.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Control - feb.5th/2011

I am a marionette
hanging from your lips
swaying synchronously
with the motion of your hips

You roll your wrist
and I fall to my knees
with a tilt to my head
that says "how may I please?"

With the slightest of gestures
at your fingertips
my body quivers
as my arms become whips

The arch of your palm
leads me to rise
the hunger for flesh
can be seen in my eyes

By your will alone
my hands are led
with a continued assault
as the skin becomes red

Increasing your force
quickens my beat
Spank Slap Smack
we both feel the heat

Guided by you
a euphoric sting
pleasured with pain
found intoxicating

Losing control
you gasp and you cry
I can be stopped
but you don't even try

The weight of your breath
and the way that you bend
offers the hint
that this has come to an end

A twitch of your hand
a flick of your wrist
all the strings fall
as I cease to 'exist'

I fall back to the floor
in a single heap
hoping I'm the toy
you'll one day want to keep

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Say Hey! - jan.5th/2011

Hey Darkness!
I've got your number.

I know the sound
your footsteps make
when you're gaining ground.
I know what actions to take
in order to beat you down.

Hey Darkness!
I've got your scent.

I recognize the stench
as you breathe down my neck
and I will not let you clench.
Not one single speck
of my light will you quench.

Hey Darkness!
I know your face.

I've lived inside
your illusions and lies
and within me so did you reside.
I couldn't feel the world, only see it through your eyes
but this time; I will NOT abide.

Hey Darkness!
I'm coming for YOU.

Friday, December 31, 2010

The First - dec.31st/2010

a single spark
You held
pursed
between Your lips
enraging My fire
a crackle of electricity
snaps
as Our atmosphere's collide
I breathe You in
You breathe Me out
as fingertips dance
on heated flesh
discharging passion
arc's across the room
dissolving the layers
between Us
momentum builds
as We help spin the world
My hand grips Your love
and You squeeze My soul
guiding Me
as I fill You
We merge
twirling through the cosmos
inter-connected
intensifying
energies
propel Us
forward
punishment to Our flesh
forgotten
succumbing to Ourselves
tightening
with every pulsation
We fall back
to the world
We left behind
landing in the safety
of each others dreams

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Sink - dec.28th/2010

Drunk with desire
Paralyzed by premonitions
I'm anchored
Holding back
the waves of wanting
My bow begins to buckle
As I weep upon your shoulder
my tongue denies
my will to speak
In the warmth of your embrace
the softest touch
reveals me
broken.
A crescent smile
with starlight eyes
Lifting the lid
on this chest of treasures
all I hope to find
is you.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

the Eve - dec.25th/2010

Ghosts of Christmas past continue their haunting.
One after the other
I consume all spirits that visit.
As fleeting flakes of snow
leave momentary traces
this night can not last forever.

In Christmas present
I awake to find myself
still wrapped
in the memory of you.

Blinded by tinsel tipped trees
and gripped by garland
I lost
my chance to see
a Christmas in the future
and just who I will be.