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  Feb 2015 Jon G M
KAT COLE
I fought the good fight one too many times.
The constant running, hiding, yelling.
When will it end.
I can feel my hands getting weak and my knees beginning to unbuckle.
When will it end?
Let this battle yield if only for a moment.
Let these tired eyes mend
Let my broken body rest tonight.
If only just for the night.
Jon G M Feb 2015
Wearing a blindfold
Inspiring fascination and lust
A thrilling sensation of fear
The fantasy providing an escape
Daring and unconventional
****** taste that's intriguing and *****
The pursuit of ones own pleasure
Given into the desires of the lover
  Feb 2015 Jon G M
the black rose
***
did you hear them?
my cries for help, did you hear them?
of course you did, but you were so caught up in the *** & how beautiful it felt to touch me in ways that most had never gotten to.
you were too caught up in the grips of the walls of my ******, instead you should have been focusing on the way i was gripping onto your arm holding on for dear life, trying not to drown in everything that you seemed to be but weren't.

when i knew that you were only there for the ***, it was too late..
darling, i was already lost in your soul.. fighting your demons that couldn't stand even the scent of me.. they hated me, you hated me..
you claimed to be passionate about me when the only thing you were ever passionate about was the warmth of my body against yours, and the fire that we were so near to starting from the friction of your body rubbing 'gainst mine..
you were caught up in f--king me, when all i wanted was for you to f--k the **** out of my desires dear.
you wanted to 'make love' to me, when i really wanted you to make love to my being.
you were caught up in the depth of my intimacy when you should have been lost in the depth of my soul.
**my brain is a ****** *****, dont forget to stroke that also.
  Feb 2015 Jon G M
Amanda In Scarlet
My body bewildered and depleted,
Fragile as the needy me that fed it
Nothing and everything,
Ravaged through the raw, wet decades
Of abuse, and despair.

Bile-tainted, anger-stained
I gazed up, up, and into myself.
Those were the eyes of a determined dreamer,
The heart of a lioness,
Slowly curving mouth prepared to roar.

I am a woman who has learned
I am not this belly, I am not this body,
It is mine, and theirs, and yours.
I gaze upon it, gladly now,
Finding something
Finally worthy of love.
  Feb 2015 Jon G M
Alice Morris
Come walk with me,

along the moonlit beach.

Let's share our future dreams,

and put our past to sleep.

                      ~

Come walk with me,

along the golden sands.

A single set of footprints,

always needs a helping hand.

                       ~

Come walk with me,

there's something I want you to see.

But first just one question,

will you marry me?

                       ~

Come walk with me,

our future belongs together.

Along this moonlit beach,

Let's declare our love forever.

                          ~

Come walk with me.......
  Feb 2015 Jon G M
kaycog
I don't need you to tell me I have value
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