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Devon Apr 2014
goosebumps linger
long after hungry lips
are christened

and little shivers
still spark down the length of me

i let them, for the moment
take me.

*I don’t want to wrestle with the dark just yet
Devon Apr 2014
Remember:

bare feet flying across
ashy, sun scorched trails
cape of gold hair billowing behind
- camouflage in the golden brown scrubland

run. Run. RUN!

as far and as fast as growing legs could carry
racing the sunset
through fields, over hills, to the very top
you have to beat the sunset!

up there, I found peace,
alone, between sun and stars.
alone, between light and dark.

*remember who you are devon.
Devon Apr 2014
on his knees
he pleads

as I carefully carve out
the we

with cold hands
and dry eyes

it is done.
Devon Apr 2014
it took EVERYTHING
in me

to walk away
to not touch

when every part of me wanted to turn around and crash into you with such force it would knock you flat.

with hungry hands, thirsty lips
a body that would bend (however you want it to bend)
a tongue that desperately wants to taste
limbs that want to embrace
and skin that craves the heat of skin



*what am I so afraid of?
Devon Apr 2014
long slumbering parts
stir
as this new scent fills me
and unfamiliar energies
strike shivers down my spine...

hands, head, heart
lost for words

as all that I am
is reduced to
a collective groan...

*i want more.
Devon Apr 2014
laid bare
i’m bleeding here
assaulted with rare forwardness
- i just didn’t know how to defend myself

a little panic
plays in my head
as securities are disarmed
and well hidden shadows of my self
start slipping out
pouring out
bursting out
out
out
out
(god, they want out)

making a fine mess of me,
you are
*and I am not even yours to mess with
Devon Mar 2014
Body on fire
but no lover's hands will touch me tonight

Spine a crackling fuse
wanting, WANTING so desperately to bend and arch
under the weight of another

Skin wanting to melt under the heat of tongue and teeth

Hands
Such needy, craving hands -
They will hold nothing tonight

I am alone
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