I am single - again
And a girl who has needs
So boys I beg you
To follow my lead
I have a mouth
That likes to be kissed
Softy and gently
It's not to be missed
Don't stick your tongue in
Like a pneumatic drill
Or **** on my face
Like a puppy on pills
My lips have nerves
That give me pleasure & pain
They like to be savoured
Not tugged on in vain
And my ******* ... Please don't pummel
It doesn't do much
They react much better
To a sweeter touch
Nor do my *******
Respond to twisting
I am not a radio
This will not make me sing!
A gentle squeeze
Or a kiss or a tickle
Will get you much further
I'm not being fickle
And boys.... I beg you
Now this is the worst ....
My ****** won't bite you
(Forgive my outburst!)
You might like to touch it
Caress it or play
I'm happy to guide you
If you lose your way
It's not just a place
For your **** to settle
Treat it with love and
You'll open my petal
Now, I'm not hard to please
But it's time this was said
And these aren't just my needs
To keep me in bed
For us single lasses
Who you want to impress
We don't care about income
Or the way that you dress
We want some attention
That shows that you care
There is no manual
Of this I'm aware
We're each of us different
But we'll tell you just ask
We'll show you the way
And keep you on task
It's about mutual pleasure
Believe me it works
And if you follow this guide
There'll be more perks
So boys please remember
If you promise me bliss
Be strong - be gentle
And start with a kiss!

(C) Pixievic 2016

Give life your hand
You'll be surprised where it takes you
Enjoy where you land
Push on and breakthrough
Trust in your soul
It's guidance will thrill you
Follow the wormhole
To experiences new
The universe waits
For those who will take it
Go find a playmate
And cradle their spirit
Kiss under the stars
And smile in the rain
Create your own memoirs
Own all your pain
Grab life with both hands
Embrace all it gives you
Obey it's commands
And twist with the corkscrew
Give life your hand
And love where it takes you
Enter the dreamland
And to yourself be true

(C) Pixievic 2016

Just because you're nice to me
Don't think that I don't know
I can read your thoughts so easily
Your intention is on 'show'
I've seen your eyes roam over me
Your stare it's like a prison
You've ****** me in your fantasy
So sure of a submission
Do you imagine I'll come willingly?
Your promise in your smile
You've planned it all so brilliantly
Engineered it with such style
But there's a flaw in your logic
And you forget my sweet
That I'm actually a person
Not just a piece of meat!
You assume your words will thrill me
Your banter's so contrived
You conclude that I can't fathom
That you think - therefore you've lied!
Besides you've got a tiny ****
It's written on the wall
By the last girl that you bedded
And then 'forgot' to call!!
I'm actually intelligent
A brain lies in my head
A fact you might acknowledge
If you want me in your bed
And so I'll not apologise
For my parting lines to you
"Go **** yourself baby -
Coz this girl ain't going to!"

(C) Pixievic 2016

I         Stand        Still
Motionless, in a kaleidoscopic tide of emotion
Spewing it's entrails
Demanding I take - notice
I tell it to

*******!

It is relentless in its desire to consume me
Like a - bad trip
Lucy in her Sky with
Demons

Surround yourself with love

                                              they say

Well love, can              
******* too!

I conceal myself within a cloak of exasperation
Majestic in its cynicism

And     I      stand     still

Rooted
Amongst the floating debris of dependency
In which my soul
Begs for escape

(C) Pixievic 2016

This is me
An embroidered creature cobbled together from fragments of history
Radiant
Brilliant
Bouncing around in this abnormality we refer to as life
Always seeking answers to questions that have yet to be asked
Unrestrained
Uncontrolled
Tirelessly looking for a way in
Chasing the wind over barren landscapes with threadbare trees waiting for sun kissed days - to be
Reborn
Rediscovered
A mythical being
Lost in legend with the remoteness of one long forgotten
Never finding myself
Forever locked in eternal seclusion
Waiting
Anticipating
Praying to unseen Gods for guidance who listen with deaf ears
Surrounded by happiness built on the fragile foundations of youth
Observing
Alert
Trying to find my own way
Of just being
Just being ....
Just being - me

(C) Pixievic 2016

Everyone has baggage
A suitcase from the past
It's how we choose to deal with it
That decides if it will last
Me - I have a steamer trunk
Bursting at the seams
Full of bits & pieces
Broken hearts & shattered dreams
Stuffed full of self objection
Self criticism & blame
Cloaked in dust & cobwebs
You can barely see my name
But now I shall unpack it
From the attic of my mind
Pull it out into the light
From the place it's been consigned
The lock is old and rusted
Battered from the sea
From the ashes of emotions
But I have a brand new key
And so I delve into its depths
Retrieving from the embers
Fragments of my past - that
It hurts me to remember
Old books, cassettes & letters
Hankies soaked with tears
The crumbs of old injustice
The mammoth bones of fear
I lay them out around me
And soak up all the pain
Seeing them with new eyes
Before I shut the lid again
Lurking in the darkness
Hidden underneath the rope
That I put there once to end it
Is a polished gem of hope
I grab it with both hands
Clasp it tight against my breast
This tiny piece of energy
Undetected in the chest
I shall put it in my pocket
And stroke it when I'm down
When my world closes in on me
It will soothe away my frown
Because now I own my baggage
It's no longer in the past
I have hope, self love & guidance
And this is set to last
Be un afraid my friends
Of those suitcases of old
That weigh you down, drag you along
Sheathed in grime & mould
Unpack them & rejoice my friends
Find the hope submerged inside
And love yourselves, like others do
And do it - with a sense of pride

(C) Pixievic 2016