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Oct 2015
Screaming in-between bites of avocado
Vegetable intake, cheese is a no go
My ******* inched up together
A line running down the back of my legs
Velvet and pencil skirt frame and ooze
Sensual elegance.

If I could, I would make vats of fake blood
Dribble it so sexually around my ravenous lips
Slapping so hard, impulse says you deserved that
And you are, and you should be
So very very sorry.

I won't have to utter a sound tonight
With my cape full of wisdom and fight
Lazer beam eyes
Black haunting mouth
Radiating productivity and drive
Your hair and demeanor so cold
But you know its worth the fight
I know its worth the fight.

In my Libra mode, lights off
Bed is only comfort
I wish I could slash my wrists
If it would punish
If it would
Bring resilience
But I breathe life into nothingness
And create wild beauty instead.

Bend me over, the table
You wish you could have a piece of this
But blood, my ****** heart
Pounds and pulses
As I give and give and give it
Away.

Are you
Be
Just be
Brave enough to
Surrender to my lightning bolts.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
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