Closing my eyes,
I feel every step,
Firm yet gentle
Marking my thoughts.

I retraced those steps
A circle where your little finger pressed,
I kissed the footprint and laid my face,
Careful not to disturb the lines I traced.

My breath warm,  
moist with tears
The sobs silent
For anyone to hear.

I wish for those hands to reach out to me,
I wish for those lips to tantalize me
I wish to have you close to me,
I wish you to be happy,  alongside me.

You can find me under a bridge, with a needle in my arm,
or at the bars where old men slide their hand up my thigh and I am pretending not to like it.
I like to play games like "which one of my boyfriend's brothers can I turn on the most" or "how many girls can I kiss in one night"
Usually the answers are -- all of them and the most I've gotten is 6

Fingertips,
Touch lips.
Tongues slip,
Salted skin.
Inviting grin,
I'll let you in.
Eyes stare,
Skinned bare.
Vibrant pair,
Bright smile.
Beguile,
Waste my time,
For a while.

Twist, on the sand.
Hand, caged in hand.
Kiss, of scorching fire.
Brand me with desire.

-SLuR

I love you like i love my cup of coffee.
First thing in the morning
In the middle of day
Or late at night.
Dark, bitter, sweet or both.
Right now, later, and always constantly.
Forever.

Never ceases
Hardly rests

I swallow blood
Glides through my neck
Blurry shaking

Amist black fits
Rips, twists, hits, kiss
****
Are you sure you want this?

Swollen, inflamed seas we call my eyes
And permanent frown lines

Obsession is an understatement
A suffocating, seductive idea
Grows to mania
Oh that mania

At least it's all mine

Romanticize trauma
I adore that folding, shrinking pain
Takes from my core, birthed from my core
Come accompany this misery, please

Your silent thoughts ****** me
*Torment me
Torment me

Yesterday you were the velvet one
Tickling my skin with your softest touch
Smooth and enchanting, you know I can’t keep my hands of you
Sweetest words, whispered in my ear
Couldn’t you made it last a little longer?

Today you are the one made out of leather
Flexible it seems, made to endure anything and anyone
Seductive, kinda forbidden, yet I’m scared
I try to go, you’re holding onto me
Afraid what’s in there the next day

Tomorro you’ll be metal
No difference between the shades of silver or gold
You’re hard to break, keeping me in my place
But oh these tears will look amazing on you
Glistening like diamonds, enhancing what we were

What distance separates
After being this intimate
And holding tight
To the one out of sight.

A stranger under the covers
The soulmate out in the open
Lovers at bay
And lovers that will not stay.

That chatter of passerby
The friendly advice
One too many
One is enough.

Devastation.
Dying dreams;
Dad's drunk daily
Down, devouring dry dirt.
Disappointing, dumb daughter
Drawing dark, depressing depictions.
Dewy, damp domes drowning
Damaged, dislocated desires.
Death diet; desperate destruction.
Domestic *******,
Disgustingly digging- dividing
Dysfunctional demons.
Dying determination.

-SLuR