You stripped me down
to just my skin;
looked at me,
and behold!
You were unfettered.
You held me still
as I resisted;
childish,
leary of the water.

Not because of my sugar
molecule DNA,
but rather, the lack thereof.
See, I feared that the water,
so often uplifting,
would reveal my ugly tricks.
See, I feared it'd seep right through,
flow between a clavicle,
a cranium,
some ribs.

But persistently you did lather
with the patience of a saint;
washed the chunks, the stench,
the filfth and fear quickly down
a rusted drain.

When the fight in me
did subside, I'd catch you
out of slits to glassy eyes:
solemnly faceded,
but in bright pupils
I did see,
how you'd fallen for a sin like me.

Oh, and it hit me.
The nothingness that somehow held.
And I wailed.
And I cried.
And I bawled until my eyes bled.
And I thought of mother.
And of father.
And of baby sister, and of Craig.
But none of my injustices
Surmounted to you,
and your need to make clean.

And so you scrubbed
with a fever,
to cleanse my every spot.
You are my Savior,
my King,
my God,
and I love you
for every spot you worked
so hard to make
perfect,
For our family name,
I love you,
even if I seem to not feel
as claimed.

LOVE AND PAIN (PART 2)

He crept tentatively up to the casket of glass,
levered up the fragile lid and peered right inside.
As in all the very best fairy tales,
He woke her with a kiss.
he stroked her face and kissed her hard.
but she was fast asleep.

He was just about to walk away,
when her little voice was heard to say.
what's going on,
I was asleep,
for you my eyes no longer weep.

He clutched a box within his mitts,
The box contained a precious gift,
A platinum ring with a precious stone,
meant for the one he called his own.
A perfect compliment to her coronet.

I came back for you my lady, said he,
Please my darling,
set me free,
come along and be with me.

Up she struggles,
with a sleep deprived smile,
yes my lord,
it's been a while.

Wandered off hand it in hand,
this time it was beneath the moon.
He once more bought her lovely flowers,
Cauliflowers,
cabbages and runner beans,
He was hungry,
loved his greens,
and somewhat ****** magazines.

His lady was his servile *****,
when chained up by the kitchen sink,
my goodness gracious me,
his truly romantic gestures really made you think!
(c) Livvi

My smile erupts
when i see your
face . Doesn't  
matter about
the time or
place. You
make my blood
rush in every
vein as i sit down
and blush. My
heart rains with
tears of joy when
i know that your
the boy who fell in
love with the chaos and
agony bottled up inside
of me.Your voice
gets me in a
trance whenever
i get the chance
to hear it. Hold
me tight and wrap
me in your arms
because that's
the only thing
that protects from
any kind of harm.
Nibble on my ear
and wipe away the
tears before
they begin to fall.
Crawl under my
skin and start to
sin. Make my
feelings shake
from within and
let the shivers begin.
Darling I crave every
little inch of your flesh.
The sound of your heart
beat is my favorite melody.
I whisper to the moon that
this love lasts for an eternity.
Because deep down inside
i know you and I were
meant to be* ~

He made love to her in flower beds.
Below the midday sun.
He plucked her, gave her roses.
He gave them with his heart.

He drugged her up with sweetness,
and in glass casket placed her,
Like him,
the casket,
the casket sang,
upon the stroke of tuning fork.

He laid her on a mattress of of pure feather down,
So she should be rested, should he e'er pass by again
He crowned her head with platinum,
Before he left he told her that,
Much too precious was she,
to wear a coronet of gold.

He mouthed the words I love you,
before he said goodbye.
Never turning back again,
to see the tears falling from her eyes.
Perhaps he didn't want to,
For he too had cried the world.
(C) Livvi