Sometimes a song will come on
I will catch the scent  of your cologne
Takes me back to a summer where I went wild
Letting my mouth run free in the breeze

I smiled only for you
Young veins brimming with life
Pounding heart racing beside you in the July darkness
Your bright stars dancing around my thoughts

We did not get along the way we thought we would
A tempest instead of a love storm
Broken, forlorn I continued on alone
I still remember that ache

Don't ever tell a woman to calm down.

Our gazes meet
Sizzle
Alone in a sea of people
My pulse picks up
Pure. Liquid. Intensity.
*****. **** me hard promises in a heated exchange
My sparkling laughter attracts your attention
You want it
I bite my lips through conversation
Knowing you can taste me on the air
Feeling your eyes burn into mine
Tingles race up my spine
You set me on fire
Weaving slow through the crowd
Herding me into a corner of shadows
Soft curves fill your palms
Fitting perfectly
Hot, urgent breath on my neck
"Give into me"
Pushing your throbbing length against my tender flesh
You drive me crazy
But I am a monster
Taking and breaking wherever I go
Just when our mouths touch
Already panting into the air between us
I start to fade into your memory
The unattainable
Always just out of reach

Sirens go off in my head
You stand before me once again
My thoughts racing, bright
I'm not the woman you used to know
Tripped and bruised under all these smiles
But you are counting on all of your old tricks
To make this go your way

You have another thing coming.

We both know I could rip you to pieces
While doing my nails
Your supposed charm and talent mesmerize
Those that cannot see through the ******* you have so neatly wrapped yourself in
*******
I am not easy sport, hanging off every word
May have been once
The romantic stars of believing everything you said dancing in my eyes
But I cannot see their flirting, winking lights this night
Instead your happiness soon turned to comfort
Discarded.
Leaving me empty and enraged

She ruffles her Phoenix feathers
Flames dance and lick off the edge of her salamander tongue
She may be made of sugar
But she won't melt
Born a J
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Her winter eyes radiate with knowledge
That the stars above sparkle only for her
Set into the sky by the jealous night
Not to be out done by the hypnotic w
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Only the moon truly holds her schizophrenic heart
Her soul, full of zeal, stretches to accommodate all she holds dear
Hoping one day

                                Maybe

She may burn a place clear for you

You didn't surprise me, you upset me
My defenses laid bare at your assault
I have never ached so deep for someone's touch
The jagged edge of my merciless memory festers
Wallowing.
My fingertips sore from constant busy work
I'd rather be quiet and useful
Than obvious and numb
A fine line between the two
Raw. Undone.
I scream until my throat gives out
Better to focus on that pain
For your loss has left me gasping for air
Searching violently for the unraveling end
I just thought we were stronger than that
On my knees before you
Confessing all my sins
Unhinged.

The split hit us hard like an ice avalanche
Both spinning off in opposite directions
I can still see her when I close my eyes
Smell her soft sleepy scent on my pillows
Heartsick. Complacent. Numb.
Did not wake up easy today
Dreams,my only reprieve, remain obscure
Trying to put thoughts together but I feel nothing
Emptiness consumes the weak willed
Hoping she is stronger than this
Knowing that I am not
Walls closing in on already cramped quarters
Lonely. Everything reminds me.
I ache to tell her how I feel
Tongue tied writer's block opacifying malignant thinking
Unraveling. Come undone.
I am not who she thinks
Just trapped in here. Prisoner.
My expressionary boundaries solid as my convictions
Steel. Concrete.