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I kissed you
and tasted alcohol
staining your lips

I didn't find this wrong
Or unusual
Or concerning

All I could think about
Was how I wanted to become
Something you were addicted to

I wanted to drip past your tongue
Pour down your throat
Bitter but enjoyed

Turn to me when you need comfort
Let me haze your mind to take away all pain
Blur your vision so you don't see what you don't want to

I can be your new intoxication.
Kiss me until my lips are swollen
And even then kiss them back to health
Let your body show mine everything it’s been missing
 Feb 2015 Madeleine Dawn
RC
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 Feb 2015 Madeleine Dawn
RC
He held my cheeks in his hands like my lips could break
And before him the sea would've swept down his throat and washed away the sand that had settled in the knots of his grinding bones
Reviving the reefs under his ribs
And sweeping away the crusts of salt clinging to his tide worn flesh.
I returned once again to the lighthouses I had built in the palms of his hands
Fingers coaxing through and slipping under wave after trembling wave
He knew where to touch, he knew how to behave
Yet I've let him sail far, far, and farther away.
Quick rant. high and i have migraine.  So sh.
i crave the taste of your tongue on my sweat-speckled skin
as you run your hands down my body
and pull me in harder

grabbing. moaning. scratching.

I have no control
over what my body is doing
when it's under your spell
i.
let me entice you to darker pleasures,
let me ****** you with sashaying hips.
and well placed caress.
ii.
flirtation is an awful habit of mine,
but I don't think you mind.
iii.
darling, you're a goner and I've barely begun.
habits
 Feb 2015 Madeleine Dawn
Tilly
Poetic carnal carnage,
unwords his beautiful muses;
once laid by mirages, penned paper promises.
A bound volume of goodbye *****.
Unladylike to swear? Would you like apologies?

"I shan't denounce my act,"said the poetess, finding her voice again, "twas so beautifully done."
She fell in love with his sun beam smile,
and the way he glistened when he talked about cars and country music.
and he fell in love with her hurricane eyes.

destructive, yes.
but
simply

**unstoppable.
 Feb 2015 Madeleine Dawn
Wolf
gyrating harmonies intertwined
a thousand wordless dreams
expressed in reassuring grasps
of cool fingers
and feathered kisses.

floating in space
caught in the mist of a nebula
body split into a million particles --
breathing out
and reassembling.

two bodies juxtaposed.
familiar yet foreign.

passed down by multitudes of humanoid ancestry
-- but individually poignant, each moment a tangible wisp of memory.
secrets whispered in shaky breaths
borne on the back of vulnerability.
broken into pieces of raw soul.
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