The stinging bites of those tiny teeth.
Coloring my skin.
Branding me with art that touches my soul.
As the pain brings such pleasures, not to be spoken of.
I needed that.
Deeply.
Secretly.
Pulling it in and spreading it throughout.
It's almost too much.
Ahhh, the cold, wet kisses it better.
Takes me back, I'm ready for more.
Clearing my mind.
Redirecting thoughts.
I lose myself in the melody.
Deep breaths.
I can do this...and so much more.

His love left him cold,
Closed to the world around him.
The world that kept reaching toward him,
He just kept pushing away.
Lovely's laid at his feet,
Begging to be seen through his eyes.
Yet his eyes remained closed,
As did his heart.

I am going to write a poem, perhaps a novel,  entitled "The Disenchantment of the Suburban Housewife" ....just as soon as I finish the laundry.

Broken.
Just a number in a long line of distractions from your monotonous existence.
Sleeping in separate beds, my ***!!
Lies.
Hurt.
I should be used to this by now.
Bring on the pain. It's the only relief to be felt.
Art of the skin speaks the beauty of the soul.
Just keep breathing.
The whole thing is one big illusion.
A black magic trick.
Your voodoo.
I'm done.

Palms lay exposed against supple thighs.
Rest on your heels, cast down those eyes.
Memorize this pose, present yourself so.
If energy were visible, you would positively glow.
Take a deep breath, await his command.
Anticipate where he might place his hand.
Will his touch be soft, a caress of your skin...
Or tangled fingers in hair as he pulls you to him?
Darkness envelops as silk knots press.
Quickens the rise and fall of your chest.
Wrists gathered together, the buckles speak clicks.
Eagerness builds heat, the creation of slicks.
Words whispered softly, " Do you like this my pet?"
"Yes sir." You reply through lips, soft and wet.
As you're coaxed into standing, shuffling feet.
Push forward and bend, ******* rest against sheet.
Legs are spread wider with the nudge of his knee.
"I like you this way, Princess, spread open for me."
Steel against ankles to hold you exposed.
Repeat clicking of buckles, now you can let go.
Bound up completely, yet free as a bird.
You lay perfectly still, awaiting his word.
"Beautiful," he says. And you blush from within.
There's nothing you wouldn't do to be taken by him.

I''ve got my clothes packed into a handkerchief tied onto the end of a stick. I don't know where I'm going but I know it's far away.

Cover me, please
With the warmth that is you
Gaze into my eyes
Brown fading into blue

Whisper your kisses
Across the silk of my lips
As able hands explore
From my neck to my hips

Lips wish to wander
Slowly dancing south
Calling flesh to rise to
A truly talented mouth

Paying careful attention
To every dip and curve
Fingers, tongue, lips and teeth
Awaken every nerve

Getting closer to the sweetness
Ever still remaining calm
Carefully testing out the waters
The heat and wetness on your palm

You release a moan of satisfaction
The curve of your smile against my skin
I vibrate from your energy
And we're ready to begin

Looking for you
Slip into my sheets
Entangled limbs
Searching hands
Whispered words
Authoritive tone
Palms cradle throat
This belongs to you

Busy mind, please be still.
I need the space that thoughts don't fill.
Breathe deep and clear from down below.
Ride silent tides, the ebb and flow.
Bend and stretch with breath of fire.
Chant the words that take mind higher.
Connecting me with thee and those.
The stillness brings inspirational prose.
Patience, love, serenity.
These are the gifts you give to me.

Namaste

Let me lose me
Let me walk into the dark
Let the shadows embrace me
Until no light remains

Let me stay in that place
Let me rest my head there
Let my mind be at peace
Until calm is maintained

Let my movements be subtle
Let my breath be deep
Let my hands not tremble
Until I am free from my chains

Let me lose me
Let me find me
Let me love me
Again

I like the way you linger
Your words play in my mind
Caressing all those places
Hidden. Hard to find

Awakening my senses
Seduction at it's best
You draw me out of myself
Lay all my cares to rest

You give me what I need Mister
My darkest desires, you bring true
My dreams and all my fantasies
They all belong to you

I LOVE the way you linger
Like just won't quite do
You've got me wrapped around your finger
I love the linger. I love you.

I hate that lump.  
The one that keeps my voice from speaking clearly.  Keeps me tongue tied and unsure of whether to cry or scream or laugh it all off.
I'm good at that.  
Usually.  
But things don't seem so funny right now.
Not much humor in hanging by a thread.  
Holding on for dear life.
Trying to force that breath from my chest to my lungs.
That's where I need it most.
Clear your mind...let go of the past.
But the past is clingy.  
Like a needy friend who can't get enough attention.
I want to let it go.  
To sever that tie with long ago hurts.
Easier said than done.
Enlightenment plays tricks sometimes.
Here one minute.
Gone the next.
And here we go again with that ******* lump.

The wind whips
Train whistle blows
The sun that won't come out today shares what little light it can
Spreads it's gray shadow over his tiny features
His little freckled nose
His almond eyes, lashes reaching for the heavens
His plump little lips
His breath a symphony of sleepy sounds
Dreaming the morning dew
His tiny little hands reach for momma
They work so hard to do that which comes easy for yours and mine
His copper hair lays over the pale skin of his cheek
I can't help but steal a kiss
I made you
Out of me
And I will love you
Unconditional, never ending, all enduring
My little man

Alt-j
Please don't go, I love you so, I'll eat you whole.

Makes my hips sway.

Neighbourhood
It's too cold for you here now so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater.

Sticks to my brain.

Cocorosie
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open, wounds bleed fresh

Kisses my soul.

Soothed by the raindrops
My eyes close
A chill kisses my skin
I breathe in this moment
They are too few

Thread count high against my thigh,
Soft meets softer,
Makes me sigh.
Tiny breaths, hushed moans.
Treasures found, fingers roam.
Half asleep, half awake,
Give me all that I can take.
Push me further...a little more.
Body languid, please, adore.
Caress as if I'm made of glass,
Now make it rough, hard and fast.
Take me to the edge and push me over.
Just me and myself beneath these covers.

That much needed release
After your breath has been taken

So far, so good
A lovely start
So far, we should
Open our hearts

Looking deep
Longing for
Patience will tell
If this could be more

Wanting your touch
Your breath on my skin
I really can't think of
A much sweeter sin

Smiles for miles
Echoes of laughter
Your taste on my lips
Is this ever after

So far, so far, so far
So good...

Please excuse me Sir. While I allow you the floor. I'll just be over in the corner. As you dissect me to my core.
Tell me what I should be. What I could be but am not.
How I should address you because it seems I have forgot.
How foolish of me to think that being me could ever please, the likes of such a man as you. The one that no one sees.
You sit so high upon your throne. Your servants they barely reach. Poets, prophets, gurus, gods. They should listen to you preach.
Tell us all, oh mighty, all knowing man. Enlighten us to your ways. We'll try our best to understand.
What should be said and in what tone. How to respond to your gripes and groans.
Just remember this dear Sir. It gets lonely at the top. Where being right is what comes first. But are you really right? Or not?

Your voices when meshed
Make melodies unheard
A simplistic beauty
Yet not of this world

The pluck of your strings
Caressing of keys
Creating a harmony
To bring Gods to their knees

Your lyrics speak of shadows
Ravenous for light
To succumb would be wrong
So you stay faithful to the right

But I can spy your glances
Your looks of longing love
As your souls share a song
You're fit like hand and glove

How tragic is this timing
So close and yet so far
Both parties could submit
But that would leave a scar

So you soldier on through life
What's meant to be cannot
Staying true to your commitments
And the time that love forgot

Swaddled babies never felt such care as this, being wrapped in the blanket of your love. Nuturing kindness, whisper soft kisses on angel soft skin. Dancing souls, matching steps and even breaths in this moment they share. Anticipating needs with a watchful eye and a caring heart. One made of something more precious than gold. More beautiful than the rarest of stones. Yet forged in a similar manner. Wrapped in the pressure and heat of our mutual adoration. An ever growing presence in itself. Transforming all that we know and understand about ourselves and each other. Sharing thoughts like a glass of fine wine...leaving floral tones on the tips of our tongues. Curious as to how each others individual tastes might influence that tone, we share a kiss and find ourselves amongst the stars.

Submerged in orchid, amber and incense
I let go of it all
Let it wrap around my body
Cleansing
Soothing
Liquid heat, purges
Makes new
Rosy skin
On fire
For you

You can only give so much
Before it's all gone
You can only live this life
Until the living feels wrong
So step carefully, sweet girl
Your soul holds your wealth
You are worth so much more
Than what you give yourself

I want to crawl inside and wander around.
How does it feel to be you?
I want to peek into your heart
And tip toe through your mind.
I want to breathe your breath.
You are quite fascinating.

Speak to me with your naughty tone,
Take me to that place,
Where all your nouns and all your verbs,
Are fingertips that trace...

Around my wants, desires, needs,
My secrets seldom shared,
Trace my lips with your adjectives,
My tongue with your savoir faire...

Let your words graze my *******,
****** me with your phrase,
Speak them down my stomach,
Lead them through my maze...

Move them lower, let them roam,
My rounded hips and softest thighs,
Stoke the fire of my lust,
And receive the ultimate prize...

Silent thoughts, no more speaking,
Hushed moans and quiet weeps remain,
Giving of ourselves completely,
We become whole once again.