Your tongue is heaven

Your tongue is silky heaven.

Your tongue is silky, electric, volcanic, heaven

When i disappear inside your mouth

love seems to motivate people, i would know.
love has motivated me to let myself go.

~

She sat in a
  lonely field crying
    amidst daises wishing
  for her smile,
      when along crawled
         a green caterpillar
    She cradled it
        tenderly
          in her hands
  
and between
      tear drops
        made a wish…

The caterpillar
  glistened
    as she suddenly
  sprouted
      colorful wings
    and happily flew
        away from the
    cocoon of sadness
      that had held her,
       
 with her new
       found friend
          *by her side

You're always green & red when I'm blue.

Poetry is just taking

Fear
Pain
And anger
And forcing it into words

Poetry is simply taking

Sadness
Depression
And anxiety
And giving it rhythm

Poetry is merely taking

Worry
Love
And broken hearts
And making it a pattern

Poetry is taking these things
And writing it in blood
Pouring your heart out
And giving them life

turned on a deaf ear
enveloping sum of fear
trapped within my mind