Each word skips off lips like flames
a little of your favourite red lipstick smudged
and my ear gets a little redder with your hot breath
those lipstick smudged flames of yours setting my heart afire.

She came to me with a mane of hair like a lion
and laughter like a roar in the jungle
and still I could not see her perfectly camouflaged
an angel in love with her dark side.

You come around once more
a ghost in disguise
as dusk claims all
the night creeps out from under the Sun.

Awoke to wake and be in wait
for a night like this
the partners to solitude
and silent wisps
of Angels folding wings
settled in and comfy sit
we all share our nights together
squeezed betwixt the cushions.

everything looked and felt so hopeless
never would have thought 4 years a go
that my life would be so full

grateful i wake up most days grateful to be alive,
where as before i woke everyday praying for
God to **** me

i just needed a spiritual awakening to tweak my perspective
from hopelessness to hope
constant criticism to gratitude

I take your mind to bed
Any opinion
You ever had,
Stark naked.

I start fondling
Your musings;
I envision
Your thoughts on my skin.

Your ideas enter me;
I feel myself
Tingling
From all the talking.

All my dreams flow
You, too, are close --
Baby, let me swallow
Any last word.

i shall love you
that you have been
after my own heart
as the tatse of the sea:

easy and deep beyond words;

laughing in shoals and
turgid in memory.

you are light
and beyond most things
you are the smooth
incomparable
disaster of 23 years
of screaming girlness.

you are my own,
and my flesh–
you make me.

It's not morning sickness if it only happens when I wake up next to you,

baby.

naked I have cleaned the story of my own drowning

-

father leaves his raincloud

mother
her trapdoor

-

sometimes when my brother is near an apple

a body-bag
fit for a mouse
changes
color

waiting for listens to hear,
for her quick feet–a doe
in white skin

thinks it's
pretty to be
choked and

loves
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sw al l o w