Dog Years
Dog Years
6 days ago

I'll have a large coffee please.
Give it to me black,
give it to me bitter.
Let the beans do their thing
let the coffee keep it's zing.
No need to make it sweeter,
I want
what most people consider
a one hitter quitter.
Unadulterated,
unaltered,
night colored coffee at it's best.
I want to feel my heart beat out of my chest,­
stay up all night long
with the taste of the earth on the tip of my tongue­
I want  it darker,
I want it bolder.
Flavor stays long,
the coffee bites strong.
Do not kill my coffee
with sugar and spice
or anything nice.
You sweet-toothed zombie.
Haven't you heard?
Truth be told,
when it comes to coffee...
fortune flavors the bold.

#dark   #coffee   #bold   #fortune   #taste   #joe   #flavor  

I tasted your fire
and now I am
in love with the
burn that
lingers
on my
tongue

#fire   #passion   #her   #him   #burn   #taste  
JR Rhine
JR Rhine
Jan 25

I receive your native tongue
like a desperate missionary--

letting it run over my teeth,
stroking the roof of my mouth,
and dancing with my own foreign entity.

I come to you aching
to inhale your exhale,
place my lips to yours.

In the diaspora of spit
from your mouth to mine,
deliver unfathomed riches
of love and wisdom

into my trembling body.

#love   #kiss   #dance   #lips   #ache   #culture   #tongue   #taste   #native   #diffusion  

another night together
another swig of wine
we dine on the lips of
another bottle moments
before we dine upon
one another
under the moonlight
whenever the time’s right
we always start slow
before things pick up
as we clamor for another taste
the emptiness inside and out
it grows viciously
as does our thirst
another night
gone off the undying flavor
of your body.

-n.d.g.

#love   #wine   #sun   #moon   #day   #night   #body   #moonlight   #taste   #flavor  

I rarely hear the Trumpets now
The singing bellows of quelling sound
Which tame the Beast, I fear inside
His hypnotic trance, is a Demon's cry

I cannot see the Painter's wrath
Brushstrokes raging down forbidden path
Long forgotten, but forever known
His sinister smile breaks day when shown

I know not the Cinder's smell
The Kindling Madness of an ancient spell
Ash inhaled of perfect ruin,
His incantation of evil is brewing

I dare not taste the Wicked's Cuisine
Dark nectars twist the tongue of Fiends
Bellies full of Nightmare's tears
His fruition comes through pain and jeers

I reach to touch the Devil's Hand
Three of a kind and a master plan
To call the bluff or submit and fold
His reign begins, free will already sold

#self   #senses   #hear   #demons   #devil   #touch   #see   #smell   #beast   #taste  

My hair, knotted in your clenched fist,
Passion. Pure and raw.

Your taste, on my lips, in my mouth.
Skin. Bodies glistening.

My scent around your mouth,
Moans. Soft, desperate.

Your warmth fills my body.
My reward. "Good girl."

#love   #girl   #passion   #good   #intimacy   #passionate   #taste   #reward  

Entertaining
thoughts of you
gives my muses
a taste of what
"could have been"
and that drives
them insane

#maybe   #taste   #muses  
marley
marley
Jan 3

perhaps he tasted like heaven,
but he was my hell,
nonetheless.

#hell   #heaven   #him   #taste  
toots
toots
Dec 25, 2016

It feels so wrong to say this,
But I think I've liked you, since the first time we talked.

My friends would think I'm crazy if they knew that.
I don't know what to say..

You're cute,  but you're turning me brainless.
The worst part?

I kind of like it.

And I'm afraid to tell you that too.

I think I've fallen for someone I should get away from . I'm a mess
#angel   #frustration   #cute   #forbidden   #demon   #devil   #mess   #worst   #taste   #brainless  
Erin Suurkoivu
Erin Suurkoivu
Dec 23, 2016

you are so enamoured
with the honey on her lips

you don’t realize that mine
taste just as sweet

 
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