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jody-anne-cauchi
jody-anne-cauchi
Writer of all in which feeds my imagination. ..writer of darkness...writer of deep emotions...writer of nothing yet everthing all tightly wound together.
It was yours to hold, yours to keep Blood stained floral dress Death reaquaints this love. Life but only a flash of lightening, Love now a murky hue. It was yours to hold, yours to keep. Holding jaggered shards within your hands. Torture sweet; a pain I longed for. Death reaquaints this love. Reeds now brushing along my ***** Muddy waters swaying this lifeless body It was yours to hold, yours to keep. Longing for your empty caress. Now a dull red, dances over porcelain skin Death reaquaints this love. Pale eyes stare back upon your face. My heart you stole; serrated silver helped. It was yours to hold, yours to keep Death reaquaints this love.
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Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
Love is a ghost.
Two drums beating in light of one, Skin stretched far too cover just one Feeding off blood ; for  survival Growing stronger each day is this life. Skin stretched far too cover just one Body contorted out of usual shape, Growing stronger each day is this life. Feet planted firmly against internal walls; Body contorted out of usual shape, Heaviness weighs upon bones and flesh, Feet planted firmly against internal walls; Pain bared for something new. Heaviness weighs upon bones and flesh, Feeding of blood for survival, Pain bared for something new, Two drums beating in light of one. Copyright JA Cauchi
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
A Life.
Eye's of all colours, Blue, Green, Brown these eye's; I cannot see them , yet know they Are there watching with intent Watching with lustful thoughts. In darkness I sit and wait,  Anticipation building awaiting The spot light to shine upon me. Drum beat starts, Bump ba bump ba bumpa ba ba Words that arrouse my whole body, Keep yours eye's on the road an hands Upon the wheel , Morrison sings. My body standing now Hips moving to each beat of the drum, Eyes watching Blue, Green, Brown. My ivory skin glistening with sweat Electric blue silk and lace ******* A matching bra they cling to my skin. Each beat sending another  movement forward from my willing Excited body, ******* stand to attention Each swing of my hips arousing ****** Tension for the eye's that watch me My arms in the air gently swaying As if a tree on a gentle spring day, My hands run along my moist warm skin Down along my ******* stomach,  hips And finally removing the last piece of clothing I wear Eyes still watching me as I bring my body To the end of this song. Blue, Green, Brown They watch me dance, moving my hips, Arm, hands and swing my hair in ways to Arouse them along with myself, Eye's blue, green and brown  watch yet Never get to feel the warmth that rushes Between my legs, never to taste the warm natural womanly juices Never to feel the stiffness of these ******* Eye's they watch with excitement Pupals dilated in arrousement Penis' s stand errect waiting for action The light dimes The music stops I sit once again Eye's still watching, waiting For the show to begin.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
Eye's watching.
Eye's of all colours, Blue, Green, Brown these eye's; I cannot see them , yet know they Are there watching with intent Watching with lustful thoughts. In darkness I sit and wait,  Anticipation building awaiting The spot light to shine upon me. Drum beat starts, Bump ba bump ba bumpa ba ba Words that arrouse my whole body, Keep yours eye's on the road an hands Upon the wheel , Morrison sings. My body standing now Hips moving to each beat of the drum, Eyes watching Blue, Green, Brown. My ivory skin glistening with sweat Electric blue silk and lace ******* A matching bra they cling to my skin. Each beat sending another  movement forward from my willing Excited body, ******* stand to attention Each swing of my hips arousing ****** Tension for the eye's that watch me My arms in the air gently swaying As if a tree on a gentle spring day, My hands run along my moist warm skin Down along my ******* stomach,  hips And finally removing the last piece of clothing I wear Eyes still watching me as I bring my body To the end of this song. Blue, Green, Brown They watch me dance, moving my hips, Arm, hands and swing my hair in ways to Arouse them along with myself, Eye's blue, green and brown  watch yet Never get to feel the warmth that rushes Between my legs, never to taste the warm natural womanly juices Never to feel the stiffness of these ******* Eye's they watch with excitement Pupals dilated in arrousement Penis' s stand errect waiting for action The light dimes The music stops I sit once again Eye's still watching, waiting For the show to begin.
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Recorded on time too re run A voice echoes over obstructions Repeated in various grammatical forms Always to linger on the dence air. A voice echoes over obstructions Never to reach the ears of wanted ones Always to linger on dence air, White noise, echoing louder. A voice echoes over obstructions "Come to me, run quickly" Always to linger on dence air; Time stands still , voices echoes. Always to linger on dence air, Repeated in various grammatical forms, White noise echoing louder Recorded on time too re run.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
Re Run
A face painted as if it were porcelain, Blood red smeared, to resemble lips Glass blue eyes peer, from within blackness, Tis the smile that scars this mind. Clothes made of coloured splashed rags, Shoes made to look bigger than usual A hat that sits ridiculously small, Tis this costume you wear that scars this mind. You smile and run like the village fool, Harmless, funny the centre of stage; Laughter follows your stupid ways Tis the fakeness that scars this mind. Showing all; you are not a real man Making people see what was never there, A mystery, illusion, coloured fuzzy hair Tis this trickster that scars this mind. Ending your show, with a clank and a BOOM, Grinning with stained yellowed teeth, Bowing stupidly toward the crowd; Tis the man hidden behind the mask, That scars this mind.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
A Mask
Nails dig deep within the peel, Gently peeling; flesh back Revealing rawness; a scent of sweetness Taking each part with great care. Gently peeling; flesh back Baring, all we look for, Taking each part with great care Tears of a monsoon fall. Baring; all we look for Eye's that can no longer decieve, Tears of a monsoon fall Sunshine warming too ripen the moment. Eye's that can no longer decieve Revealing rawness; a scent of sweetness Sunshine warming to ripen the moment Nails dig deep within the peel.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
The Peel
Daylight holds the darkest of darkness, Shadows lurk behind tree's; Dogs growl at sunlight Nervousness, quivering at the knees. Shadows lurk behind tree's; Sunlight;  dances upon the leaves Nervousness, quivering at the knees Smiles broad; teeth askew. Sunlight, dances upon the leaves Birds fall freely from the sky, Smiles broad; teeth askew Eye's dart back and forth. Birds fall freely from the sky Dogs growl at sunlight Eye's dart back and forth, Daylight,  holds the darkest of darkness.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 7:00 AM UTC
Daylight
Darkness embraces the mind Feathered wings beat within ear shot, Eye's peering through a window of life. Flashes of past lives, try to take hold Mystery still living unsolved, Darkness embraces the mind. Grappling bones reach from within Clawing the soul, rippling emotions Eye's peering through a window of life. Depths of sorrow, burrow in the heart Draining light and shadows into abyss, Darkness embraces the mind. Boats stay afloat upon salted tears, Waves crash upon stoic rocks, Eye's peering through a window of life. Movies of old play once again black and white, No words spoken, mimes left wordless Darkness embraces the mind, Eye's peering through a window of life.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:53 AM UTC
Window