I can’t hide it
I crave it
Needing it to survive
The pressure of your body
That look in your eyes
Pulling me closer
Oh closer
Sometimes by my hair
Pinning me to that mattress
Or whatever you dare
For I feel it
I love it
That taste on my lips
Unable to move
With your hands on my hips
Oh you know me
Control me
Fingers dancing on my thighs
All those nights that you’d hold me
Brought stars to my eyes
By that grip of your hand
Firmly ‘round my neck
Oh you’d punish me tenderly
I could never forget
Yes you’d pull me
You’d push me
Goosebumps emerge on my skin
Feeling the beads of your sweat
Drip onto my chin
Kiss me
Tease me
Master you know just what to do
To leave me on my knees
Begging for every inch of you


                     Alysia Marie 2018 ©

For some time now I've felt
That the end was truly near
Not yet at my door
But somehow miles away

It tracks my every move
It won't let me leave its sight
It follows all my trails
Long into the cold night

I have so much love
in my heart
To fill both of us but,
I cant give it to you
Until you let me in.

Which phase of the moon
Will we see the face of the moon
Where the flowers bloom?

Which side tends to hide
The lavish green filled in-between
The cracks of the craters?

When will we know
The side that flows with bountiful water
On that day will we all sit and pray
That it's enough to fulfill us?

Life makes no sense..
     You follow your heart &
              Get hurt.
She follows her heart
       And chases after you
              & gets hurt.
    Even though both of y’all
Are following y’all hearts.
Why would I purse someone,
       I don’t want?
And why wouldn’t she purse
      Someone, she wants?

You still might break my heart
You have a lifetime to do it.

- leah

Sleeping on the back-seat of your car.
We dream of the inevitable loss
that haunts us.
We cry a little inside
with every kiss we share,
cause we know well
we're getting closer to the last one.

We're not naive;
all things go.
We're condemned to one day meet on a train
and struggle to remember
where have we seen such a beautiful face.
Even this dream won't be here tomorrow.

Pretty soon we'll be
pictures and letters
in a box,
in a closet,
gathering dust.
Ashes of flame.

We wake-up in shock,
we make love quietly
under the spring moon,
and we pretend
we've forgotten about our dream.

Perhaps if we do forget,
it won't come true,
perhaps we can last forever,
perhaps we can,
perhaps we,
perhaps.

Oh little one,
You try to stand too soon.
Looking up at the stars,
With not a glance at the moon.

Oh little one,
Trying to run for the finish
To cover the most ground,
But never stopping to looking around.

Oh little one, Oh little one,
You stumble and fall down.
I hear your scream and your call.
Yet the best I can do,
Is let you lift yourself from the fall.

you are the fire
that burns my skin
the tenderness that tames
the violence within
you are the tears
imprisoned in my veins
the breath born in my lungs
calling out my name

Have you ever felt
you loved someone that
you hated the person?

Have you ever felt
you knew everything that
you knew nothing?

Have you ever felt
the overwhelming happiness and grace that
you manifested signs of sadness?

Have you ever felt
the burning heart inside
though you are soaked outside?

Feeling feelings,
i do not fully understand
what they are
but they color the blank sheet of life –

Is not the fire of your soul
Burning higher than a free falcon
Catching a wind so furiously strong,
You ride its wings
Bearing free reign
For now and still, for long,
This pressured air
Upon your face
Restricts your shallow breath
The choice is yours
Stay or, let go,

I expected
Nothing less.

I get bad days,
when knives seem soft,
and roses dissapear.

Take me to your garden,
tell me all your troubles,
because they're all nice and simple,
they make me forget mine.

Take me to your garden,
Cut me with your thorns,
So I can see some colour,
and forget the emptiness I feel.

Take me to your garden,
let me die there,
because I'd rather fade away,
than face the outside world.

Death, afterlife?
Sorry
But I think we are **ed.

Paul Butters

© PB 25\3\2019.

You touch me
and your hands begin to sow,
the roses grow inside my heart
and whisper your name in the wind
But you do not stay,
to prune them
or water them.
At last they wither,
and only the thorns remain.

There's a light in your back pocket
that you've overlooked for quite some time.

Grab it and light the pathway to
your peace amidst all the noise.

*p.s.

He is the peace in your back pocket.

Reading a book in the morning breeze,
the trees call to me, their rapturous whoosh
in feathered  breeze
teases my cheek
as I breathe in the scattered scent
that folds over pages gently turned
allowing me touch the meaning of the words

Then it comes again, the whispering
of  ancient conversations
rustling as the book falls from my hands
dreams spring like seeds of destiny
creating riddles, the secrets of life.

Little known tales borrow time winging to
streak the sky;
fluttering flags, the delicate song of the windchime,
sums of numbers lay themes unseen,
fields of imagination flower.

I breathe cloud leaving my footsteps skyward
sweet spring verse, the tickle of alliteration,
spills giggling into endless rhyme
blue hyacinths and tiny white snowballs meld
with rose in rainbow sash
Small enticements, create special magic,
a fine lace filigree penned across
a ****** page

I was falling
for you

the feeling of
being weightless

the sky and
the ocean are
blue

like your eyes

your eyes and
Einstein’s brain

are the depths
I can never reach

but I will drown trying
to reach either or both

The night is luminous and populous with star, bright enough to start a crisp day. The ground is flamboyant with stalls and booths and the air savored with cotton candies and pop corn. We lay entwine in eachother's warmth, our lips yoked with a kiss of Ad infinitum. It was the third time I fell in love with you.....

May the night grant us
a second chance at those dreams
that by day we lack.

u see the knife
you watch the glow
u see me smile
but can't hear me cry
u think i'm happy
but inside i'm breaking
u see the blood
then u realize
that i wasn't
lying
when i said
i'm depressed!
u wish u gave me the
support i needed
but now it's too late.
I'm dying inside...

Cities, all empty and dark,
Towns long abandoned,
But there is one place,
With a light of silver,
Flowers blooming,
Stone so beautiful...

A graveyard;
The empire of the dead,
Filled with the pale light of the moon,
Beams gentle and forgiving,
Soothing and connecting,
The souls so broken,
The flesh so tormented,
Here they rest.

Telling their tales,
Singing their songs of woe,
Expressing their moments of life,
Possibly their moments of inner death,
Bound forever in the minds...

Dancing, brooding,
To each their own...

Here I walk,
These filled, yet empty streets,
Glancing at these wonders,
These fallen warriors,
So bold, yet not very old...

Beautiful silence,
Beautiful pain,
Lost in all of the mistakes,
Slowly fading from the misery,
Unable to stay,
Yet unable to leave...

- Emily M
March 25th, 2019

when i was small, i would stare up the banana tree in my front yard.
it was
high, and i thought it would never end
growing past the clouds, into the sky
when i was eight
we moved to the united states and
i waved goodbye

It's past midnight ,
Thinking about nothing and
everything .
Got a burning heart but soaked eyes,
I just wanna get lost anywhere ...except my thoughts

I don't feel special,
I'm not unique.
I want to cry
but I can't even speak.
My hands reach out,
but they cannot hold
a single thing
but the bitter cold.
Everything's frozen,
I feel lost.
Even my tears
have turned to frost.
When I cut my waist
it bleeds black.
I'm so deeply gone
there's no way back.
This is goodbye

dust, wood
the ground grows soft there
a sheet of pine needles
footprints etched into
the chestnut hues of autumnal life
softly the air gives way to raindrops
feeding the trees,
their steeples covering
creatures who wander their corridor
merging into the tarmac
stippled with pebbles
and freckles of water and fire

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.

Let me
Be the one
To squeeze you
So tight
With my arms
Every despair
You have
Seeps out
Onto the floor -
We can mop it up
Together.

Sunset reflects
on what dawn never knew...

loving someone can come with complications.

sometimes you might get sick of that person,
or you might get afraid of the amount of commitment needed to make the relationship thrive.

but the thing is hard times come,
you just can't give up on them if they don't give up on you.