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Cripp Nov 2013
with  my hand under your want, can you feel me?

would you like me to go on...??
do you?
you know you could do with one
**** right, you do!
you miss the kisses and i'm up for you
come if you can and i'll stroke you real slow and feel you wet and ready
with your knees apart on that ship, i will drive into you so SLOWLY

very slowly
I can feel you do
you want to come
waiting for you to come on over
come to me
Cripp Nov 2013
you wanted me to see your bookshelf right next to your bed
narrow space to step in
you lean forward and reach out to touch a weathered spine
and make a move to take one but change your mind

a beeper goes off
you bring my attention to another title
it brings me next to you and I inhale your fragrance of lost flowers
deep and heady into me

you turn halfway to me and smile with eyes which stun me
mute me
all I can do, is look at you, entirely dumbfounded which is when you turn to face me squarely
and rocks fly forth from mountains like pistons on a glorious day

      
  against the wall                                                             ­                                                                 ­  
then                          
next to you


then
against you                                                              ­    


and
one step becomes










(no space)                                                           ­               

next to you

within the circle of darkness comes a bursting light                              
into you
Cripp Nov 2013
no doubt a right rotten mess
all that  ******* noise
who can stand it?
i hate guy fawkes day

maybe it was a clever idea at the time
now it's a rotten mess of noise and the revellers don't really get
now it's crackers and food and idiots making noise
boom-boom go the cars, kicking ball on your wall
you ******* you mothersucking *****
*******!!

do they even remember the reason behind it all?
******* idiots make a rotting ******* bunch of noise collection!
worse than a box of rotting tomatoes or rotting beefstrips in the corner
they should be made to EAT that!
Cripp Oct 2013
what was said that made you mad?

silence shrouds the me of you

place the sauce in pan

pick up the sizzle



and you **** the you of me

so distant

this calculating game feels hard

get me on board and coax my fears

then so easily, cryptic break



you said it all - without a single word

t(ouch)é
Cripp Oct 2013
eyes fall again as intuitive meteors
and it all heats up at alarming pace
this want grows strong over an ocean
that we just don't account for

you want something
something shocking
and I cannot see why
it's so important now

we gallop together across the moors of our land
never looking back
always forward into the waiting light
shining
shining

you say you love me so much
this reciprocal fount we drink from
unstoppable flow
we are making headway into the night
disregarding the long gone moon
who has tipped over to the other side of the firmaments

silent covenant in confusion
I want you so much
we stroke each other to madness
and whip each other to sweet and high want
you drive your missives very deep into me

you rush along so
I hold you back
I tell you
I want it
slow

very slow

you seem disheartened in the heart of your throb
I hold you tight
I take your hand and lead you back
from easily mired traps

we both know what we want
but time's a hapless passerby on a rickety scale
let's have fun and go slow
Cripp Oct 2013
so, I saw you move
yesterday
really move

and how moving that was
your lips moving and saying things
I could hear you
and see the meeting of sounds on your mouth

and how you moved your head
from side to side
you drew me into a fallen dream
I've always had
but never remembered

then you lifted your eyes to me
and I felt it
that electric shock beneath tiers
nobody can find

you found it
and you don't know it
yet

now
I try to hide
from you
from us
fearing you might twist away
as I'm holding you in a vice grip
in my head

and I can feel what you want
because I want it, too
Cripp Oct 2013
every time. someone places themselves lower than
you
see fit to kick them in the teeth

be superior always
swipe that moral sword over my head
each time

no fail
easy
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