to nibble
is to taste his intoxicating sweetness
it is to quench her thirst from the cup of his pores
uncork his decanter
waft in his aroma
drift
into the seas of his Hennessy
get
high off his myrrh—
—he’s so medicinal
Apr 17, 2024
Apr 17, 2024 at 2:41 PM UTC
on the cusp of tears too stubborn to fall
like vines cascading down her cheeks
fruits of her eyes fall
warm brines
drawing her into awakening
she feels . . .
but then
. . . she doesn’t
© Mahogany Ree
8-24-23
Written 3-16-22
Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 5:46 PM UTC
like the beating of a drum
his name reverberates
throughout the contours of my mind
an undeniable constant
unyielding echoes
charging wall after wall
bouncing and falling
from one neuron to the next
electrical impulses strumming
and humming
. . . like amazing grace
it sounds so, sweet
Mahogany Ree
© 8-24-23
Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 5:28 PM UTC
at the end of . . .
. . . what happened
and the beginning of . . .
. . . I don’t give a ****
that was never who I was supposed
to be
. . . yet, here I am
it’s the return of the serve for me
Love,
Mahogany Ree
© 12-2-20
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC
the love i have for you
. . . is so ******* LOUD
it’s deafening
you sir . . .
. . . are more than just my muse
© Mahogany Ree
9-27-20
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
love is
a shotgun shack
along the bayou
in the middle
of nowhere
love . . .
. . . is
a maze of estuaries
where the channels
of two hearts
cross the paths
creating streams
to the soul
© Mahogany Ree
5-29-20
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 11:45 PM UTC
maybe you feel about it…
…the way i feel about it
realizing that
we really dont feel
anything . . .
. . . at all
and so
we
elude
our
feelings . .
. . . to chase the truth
only to realize that
we’ve been standing in it
all along . . .
© Mahogany Ree
5-14-19
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 8:35 PM UTC
your wants are your wants
never stop wanting . . .
. . . just stop focusing on them
dwelling in your want
will make you miss what you need
wants
will
be
fulfilled. . .
when they're supposed to be
and if they are never fulfilled
then so let it be . . .
. . . you've lived all this time without them
maybe . . .
. . . that's fulfillment within itself
© Mahogany Ree
5-29-20
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 7:28 PM UTC
to feel . . .
. . . is to incite reaction
and sometimes the **** you’re feeling
doesn’t deserve the energy
it takes to ignite it
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 11:28 PM UTC