I am an instrument of love
Play me as a piano, and
Free the music within me.
Please,
I'm suffocating
Let me bleed
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 4:34 PM UTC
The heart can endure
the turbulence and
vehement of capture,
so long as one can anchor their
spirit with grace and love.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
My friend Ed said,
"we're pals
I'd rather we remain that way,"
I said, "I feel rejected now,"
He said," Bullocks,
It's better that way",
I said, *******
But yes, I know it's better."
It's too late now
I've fallen for my friend Ed.
His smile makes me want to drop my knickers
When he sings
I'm aroused
I'm lost in wild territory
Running with the wolves
Hungry
To taste you
Drink you
Touch you
Smell you
Lick you
Again.
Come back to suckle my breast's
Touch my skin
Kiss me
Explore me again.
He is my friend Ed
Who want's to be pals
because, " it's better that way,"
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 4:03 PM UTC
Why do I like him?
Can I touch you?
Just there on your throat
Lean in to kiss it, and
Smell the earthy scent of your skin.
To press my lips on you,
to taste the skin
to **** you
hold you.
I want you to sink your head into my lap,
smell me, wrap your arms around me.
To cry, to find comfort with me.
Fall asleep there.
Play with your black hair,
feel it's texture thick.
The heat of you on me,
it burns on me.
Ravenous.
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC
You don't need a guitar, or
all those beautiful songs that you sing,
Just smile at me, and
I'll drop my knickers for you......
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
To touch
stroke
kiss
smell you,
intoxicating.
breathe on me.
hot flush rush.
tingle.
sensations rising,
open
slide
hard
pressed on me.
shake fervently.
breathless.
dive in,
flow
release
sweat
rapture
dream.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC