He pulls away and she is
Ragged, racked for breath
Ripped red shades as he
Stole away the tape so
Flawlessly placed on her
Painted wet lips now
Trembling mascara making
Marks through to her soul
Flowing down her face into
The pit of hell that's past her
Heart between her legs lying
Lost in the bed broken and
Bent beyond desires don't deny it
He says she wanted every moment of
Misery mistaken in the throes of
Taken Passion.

My anonymity and self exposition
Fill a hole that has been dug out
Shoveled and scraped
I'm a nobody girl
Who bares all with a faceless nameless body
Of curvatures and temptation
They don't know the girl
But they love the body
And it helps me feel whole
All the while I'm your nobody girl
And you don't even know.

We've all got them.
from passion and hatred,
Violence or lust.
They are left as a guide
through the past and present,
Some times read to tell the future,
some say things we never want to hear.

Care about the past
Compare to any others
Wonder about anyone else
Worry about bones left over from
forgotten skeletons in closets

I am always
Mind, body, and soul yours
In love with everything you are
Contemplating forever
With you

There are songs up your sleeve
Lines of your soul like a road map of
How you feel put into poetry
And I'd love to feel how the chords hum
When they are strummed over me

"My sweet baby girl."
And my heart jumps
A smile touches my lips
Just before they touch yours
Where we can taste the
Subtle edges of love
Held deeper than words express.