I hovered ever so lightly above his mouth
Inhaling his trembling, wanting breath
Shivering with delight as I traced his lips with my tongue
And when he bit me, I let out the sweetest of whimpers....
I lifted my head, dizzy, heart racing
Pressed hard against his chest
He's beautiful
I felt it then, the pang one feels
when they miss that one step
That mini heart attack, as you try not to fall....
And then, silently, unknowingly,
I fell!
He took me over and I was lost in the emotion of his touch
He took me over and with every sweet ******, every unraveling kiss
I felt it stronger
Spiraling beneath him, I let go
Fallen
And so, I Love!

©MV

I do not want
To be in love anymore

For falling in love
Is the joyous part,
    the exciting part,
    the sun-in-my-eyes-and-all-I-can-do-is-smile part

But when you so blind me,
The strength of my being fades
And I am not-so-temporarily indebted to you,
                                                                                  and your fickle heart
                                                                                  and changing mind

And every piece of you I love
Eats at every part of me that I love

So I question my worth
And its worth
And love's worth

And I am at once ever-so-temporarily
Indebted to the world

Until you laugh once more,
And I am blinded,
Sun in my eyes,
Smiling

I have not smiled so
Hard in eleven months. God,
do I wish we were -

Falling in love is a lot
like the vicious storms
we fear so much
You hear about what happens
how it feels
and you try to prepare yourself
but you're never quite ready
for what's to come
it comes slowly
little by little you see it unravel
and then before you know it
it devours you whole
You swear you see it coming
but the truth is you never really do
and that's the terrifying part
It's everything you've wanted to feel in life
but would never dare to mention
You feel alive
so alive like you're on the top of a mountain
You feel scared out of your mind
so scared like you're facing your worst fears
You feel brand new
so new like someone took your soul and wiped it clean
You just want to shout
and tell the world
about this new feeling
bursting out of your chest

You showed
me your true colors
so I used you  
as pigment on an
already messy canvas,
because it’s my turn
to do the manipulating.

I wish my hands
were big enough
to sculpt mountains.

My own masterpiece
cannot hurt me.
I’m no longer
afraid of you.
I can no longer miss you
or be hurt by you.

Maybe you should
have used me
more beautifully.
But it’s okay
because I needed
the material.

They said he had a face
Only a mother could love
And the clothes on his
Back were torn.

His skin was pock marked
And his back was bent.
His teeth had rotted
In his head.

But when he sat
At a piano and sang,
The notes reached into
Your ribcage,

Crushing your heart
With an ivory key.
His beauty could bring
You to your knees.