Floating in clouds,
embracing the demulcent touch,
downy kisses to my flesh.
My tresses wispy and wild,
from the moist air that rushes through me,
I am blanketed in serenity.
She flutters close,
my heart beats match her rhythm.
My lips can feel the pattering vibrations of her wings,
brushing, stroking, calming....
Passionate are the lips that conquer mine,
soft, sultry heat,
no stones to cast upon my soul,
we steal moments,
just to feel...
Kiss my lips.
Savor my taste.
The softness of my lips,
the warmth it emanates,
the sweetness of my breath,
raising the intensity,
tongue to moist tongue,
as I suckle a bit,
then ever so slightly
brushing lips across lips,
teasing, taunting, tasting
your essence in every drip.
Breathe me in,
my scent mingles with yours
an organic trip,
where home is defined as your remedy,
your escape lingers upon my lips.
The only way to love.
Love with the strength of a thousand,
give until life bursts forth new meanings, new horizons left for you to discover.
into my mad mind,
where sanity is pitied,
the mercy of my touch makes you tremble.
The bareness of my skin is not seen,
it is felt, explored, devoured.
and I will appear,
voluptuous curves of mocha satin,
to trace, to taste, to savor.
raven black hair to run fingers through,
to grasp, to grab urgently as passion soars beyond madness...
~I gasped for air~
Sapient for stagnant water to flow from unwanted eyes.
He could not see,
he could not hear,
each syllable a lash from his serrated tongue,
a jagged edge produced gaping tears...
A shredded heart lie whole within an acidic cauldron
as it plunged into the depths of my softened soul.
Then, he said good bye...
I never spoke a word.
Gathering her speed through my dreams,
as eyes close she breeches again and again,
the barriers of my subconscious never there,
she has always roamed freely.
My pacing brings her forth,
she becomes the fight in me.
She, who animates my character through ancient calls from deep,
I, named to reach beyond time,
I conjure my own awakening,
she gives my voice a power of conviction,
my roar is a contagious whisper.
Don't ask me...
My answer will be "nothing" that hangs heavy in the air of concrete that swallows us whole.
As you continue to bang your head against my walls of glass stone,
remember "nothing" is where I live,
No weeping could persuade me nor begging nor force,
to scream you are drowning will draw me out,
but only for a moment,
my heart will always turn back,
as I walk away with "nothing" ,
yet, I leave giving you even more.
Tasting the smell of you....
Feeling through your eyes.
Nothing more intoxicating,
than the blasphemy of your touch.
Nothing more serene,
than dancing beneath the diamond- flecked black of the night sky.
Your breath resuscitating,
sugary sweet heat brushing against my sensitive skin,
creamy bursts of your human breeze against my neck...
Each and every moment,
the ion induced second,
frozen in time.
A tiny spec of time...
for me, an eternity.
As my soul travels from this encasement,
into the dimension of where our dreams collide...
these tattered wings of mine,
never lacking the luster of the silver that dusted your heart.
an atmospheric phenomenon,
as I tangle the woven web,
spreading beams to capture what was once,