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Her lips scream
" KISS ME "
Then whisper
" kiss me now "
At once
a thousand nerve-ends wake
electricity
rampant beneath
tender
sweet
candyfloss skin
Anticipating contact
her inner rhythms quicken
from ‘ bump-n-grind ’
to ‘ swing-beat ’
Hearts play along
to the new tune now
She smiles with those eyes
the message of her mouth
Delight
I understand at once
Replying
without reaching for a word
No second thoughts invade
the privacy of spontaneity
I just move to accept
this luscious invite
In a flash
ecstatic urges awaken
erotica in our minds
as we close
our telltale eyes
a split second before
the precious
perfect impact
Seems magnetically
heads tilt
Moving closer
till our silently screaming
half-opened mouths
knowingly meet
in once vacant space
Intentions projected
instantly accepted
Mouths
express new feeling
Tongues
take on new meaning
Suggestions
of intensity requesting
passions
yet to be fulfilled
The warm silk
snake of temptation
reacts to vibration
Twisting
Rolling
Curling
*******
Chewing
Playfully biting
Unspoken promises
Exciting
She plays a sensual game
Active / Passive
Strong / Soft
Control / Yield
Secrets revealed
Releasing for a moment
our mesmeric communion
Poised in breathlessness
we stare
as we subtly swallow
the essence
of our watery endeavour
Eyes smile
that insatiable smile
Still thirsting
chemical reactions
conceived by our emotions
Speed of light sensations
send shivers down our spine
Time
sleeps for a moment
Lost
in a fragment of dreamscape
we too escape
“ Mmmmmmm ”
The gentle sigh
waves through the air
We lose contact
with our unwelcome surrounds
as once again we entwine
to re-enact
the passage of our bliss
A repeat
of erogenous stimulation
replays the symphony of desire
in a higher vibration
Mouths in motion
mirror dancing
Automatic reactions
assume control
Whilst my mind
Is with her mind
my Soul
is with her Soul
Her grip tightens
Wanting more
wanton more
Red-hot
lava in the veins
seeking to surface
in a fiery eruption
Our watery essence
Seems to feed the flames
Yearning
I hear her
Burning
I feel her
Softening
Stiffening
Pulsing
I'm in her.
© Verso - 8/7/95 (D.N.Moule)
Just so you know the world would go on if you left.
But it would never go on the same.
There would be an empty sorrow in air
whenever I heard your name.
I would fall so distantly from light.
The happy thoughts I had at night.
I would be left holding onto empty memories,
Where a smile and a friend that meant everything should be,
The way you always make me whole,
And listen to every word you’re told.
The way you care holds me together.
As far as a friend goes I couldn’t have found better.
Your little brother hops around tracing footsteps on the ground.
He will never find another, like the steps of his older brother.
Without you he would be lost, like me he needs your light to see.
I don’t think I could find the words to make you know
Exactly what you mean to me.
How can I tell you what you mean?
A caring word, the way you smile,
The way you make the days’ worth while.
But that’s just a little of myself you are the world to someone else.
I know you think it wouldn’t matter.
But no other thought could make me sadder.
Than a person like you lost to the world,
You wouldn’t make the world stop turning.
We both know that’s true.
But you would make a constant yearning,
A screaming gap, with someone as rational as you,
It’s strange for me to see.
How you don’t know that the world needs you like glue.
At least that’s true for me.
The world would just keep spinning
And I would come unwound,
You, my friend I promise the world needs you around.
It reminds me of my home sick days
In the car when we drove away,
You may feel so small to the world,
But to a few you’re what holds us here it’s true.
You’re the home I want to come home to.
To afraid to be taken away and too afraid to leave.
I will not leave so my only fear is you leaving me.
The world would not end, I just wouldn’t see.
I wouldn’t come home, and I wouldn’t be me.
And so much….
Would be lost to the world.
I tried to listen to everything she said.
I tried to keep every demand in my head.
Too bad she took away from me
everything except being lonely.

Armed with a smile, the cause of my tears
She was the best at augmenting my fears.
Learning to fight isn’t so hard.
Learning to submit will leave you scarred.

Building a wall was like Right or Wrong
Right until she said so, but it only lasted so long.
Sinner or saint, it didn’t really matter,
She could always take you on and leave you in tatters.

It’s so hard to hate that which you love
But love’s too abstract for anyone of the above.
If she had given me but one good thing to keep
Perhaps then I might now be able to weep.
My muse committed suicide
three months ago at ten.
With her she took all my paper,
my pencils, and the pen.

I really need to resurrect her
or at least draw out her ghost,
cuz all my writing has begun to stink,
and it's smelling up the coast.

So anyone got a crystal ball?
A seance? or a clue??
On how to bring back baby muse?
I need her through and through...
Couldn't write for awhile...this is what came out LOL
People with no profile picture
Are like books with no cover

It's not that I'm gonna judge you on it.
If I could sing, I would serenade you every night.
If I were a poet, I would write you a poem everyday.
If I were rich, I would buy you anything you wanted.
But I have none of these, I can only love you.
Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.
Misunderstood please understand.

You hear, you think what you thought you would,
You remember what you thought before.
You close that door and think some more.
Remember the color of the emerald words I gave?
Do you remember the crisp noise of connections that they made?
Now do you?
Misunderstood.

You hear me through the speakers of your mind,
Little twists and bends and changes, you crinkle all my story pages.
You still remember what you felt before.
You close the door and feel some more.
Do you remember the scarlet words I gave you?
They gushed out of my torn heart like glistening blood?
NOW DO YOU?
Misunderstood.

All the noise running together in your head,
You try to open your moth to let some escape.
And when they pour out I sit down and take in the color.
Dear I fear that you could never really hear.
Emeralds ran into all the simple blue that’s you to blend into the scarlet.
Connections dissolved, you don’t, you
Misunderstood.

The words I gave are gone.
Your mind mixed hear and changed it there and turned it into brown.
I gave you all the beautiful colors of the rainbow,
But you would not take them for what they where.
You changed them, and held them together until it was all different
Until they where made all made the same.
Misunderstood.

This becomes the color of the truths you push away, and the words you mix around.
You find yourself spiting out this endless dingy brown .
I close the door, your spilling out onto the floor.
Keep what you have made I don’t want it, its yours.
Misunderstood.

Your not misunderstood, miss I’m to tired to stand.
Don’t blame the hand made reluctant to help ,
Your to covered with dirt for my brushing to help.
I know you , I love you , but I cannot make my miss understand.
I know my miss understood so I know that she can.

But she wont. I wonder why.
I have no patience to dote on you precious little feelings,
I’m so tired of the brown. Stop mixing colors, oh miss.
Until you make some changes I will have to leave you
Sitting and spiting on the dingy brown ground.
I love you miss I hope you understand.
*Mis I know that you did so Mis I know that you can.
broken man with broken hands
wading through broken lands
broken back and cannot stand
broken soul on broken bands
broken effort brings broken strength
pain breaks me for broken lengths
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