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erin walts Jun 2014
and the breath upon your neck will be ever so hot
and I will be the life you never knew
swirling around
dancing like fire
dancing like the tongue behind your mouth
every single fiber of your being will want me
every single centimeter of my skin will want you
and as fire melts the Earth
we will become almost living
magma
eating its way through everything
and everyone
slow and beautiful
breathing and breathing
breathing and beating
squeezing and squeezing
until we explode
erin walts May 2016
Death
Is a backdoor man
Comming in as sneakily
As he can
To steal your wife away

Although you may be livid
His ecstasy and euphoria is
Unmatched
And is making her happier
Than you ever could

Some would hate him to come around and lift them off their feet
Other wives await his arrival with excitement
Sometimes even to the point
They come knocking on his door
A few stay loyal and cheat him his chance

Eventually he comes and claims what is his
With a dominance no other man could bare
And when he takes them with this power
Pleasure is eternally theirs
erin walts Aug 2015
Stranger living in this
world all alone

I know your journey
Is strenuous
Long

But don't ask me to
And please don't call

Just keep on walking
Ramble on
erin walts Jun 2016
I am an inspiration.

I sing to the birds
I sing to the cat
I pray to the god and goddess
I cleanse my spirit with smoke
I talk to the trees
I talk to the sky

If you could only see me this way

In the cool gentle morning
The birds sing back
The cat purrs warm
The trees wave hello

And the sky

The sky shines.*

The god and goddess are here with
Me
And
My spirit is cleansed with smoke

There is enough love to go around for
Me*



Your love is a joke.
erin walts Oct 2017
The acid in my stomach starts to boil Hot blood in my vains curdles to a coil something hits my nose like sour milk; A three year spoil

You are a friend never trustworthy
A friend never loyal
erin walts Jun 2017
Her body was made of frosted glass
You could see all of her muscles and tendons working inside in perfect unison like clock gears
when she breathed or
smiled

Somehow

This made you believe she was human
erin walts Mar 2017
Your body was smooth like soft served vanilla
And
My mother's boyfriend always snuck into my little sister's room late at night

So I snuck into yours

You were sound asleep with the covers over your head
I tried to awake you
But you were already dead

I knew you were not right in the head
But I went and did what I did anyways
Like all young boys do

I brought you back to life
Just to tear your heart out again

I didn't mean to hurt you so badly till this day
I just wanted something I could control

Forever you remain a slave
erin walts Dec 2015
Oh melancholy sunset sky
Catch the raindrops as I cry
Give me your colors
All of them
Your pinks and crimsons
I'll fill you full of
Smoke and rancid
And you will turn it into
Something worth wild
erin walts Nov 2014
on the slightest breath
the hot moisture begs
and you are taking me to the brink
and back
pin my butterfly
in the sweet drifting light that bathes
skin creamy delicate and barren
who ever turned this into something baleful?
in all your actions of benevolence  
this one shall not be benign
curtains will billow
and the violin will blare
with sounds luscious and blithe
the pinning of my beauty
the keepsake of my butterfly
erin walts Jun 2017
I was born for the noose
Because I love to hang my head
I don't do much with my life
*Except wish that I were dead
erin walts Apr 2016
Running and writing in
place
Trying to find an ounce of grace
Searching in the mirror for my
lost face
Since there is no meaning for I to brace
I'm just floating weightless in the cyber
abyss of space
I'm thinking I need to win this race
So help me fill my strawberry red heart with
black lace
because one day I'll be gone without a trace
and I can't seem to slow the
pace
erin walts Jun 2015
oh onerous one,
I'll love till my last
Breath, a breaking bluster,
That will corrode my insides.
I shall not worry,
About these organs.

All that remains is an empty
ship, sailing seven seas.

An unconditional love with the deep blue,

To forget about my love for
Thee.
erin walts Sep 2015
We all know
No future
The queen is dead

God is dead also

So why aren't we free?

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