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Janette Aug 2012
Temptation
Folds my heart to his
Bound to pulsebeats;
His kiss
Sweet on my flesh...

Know my hunger
For it starves for his yearn
Burning wild
Inside the crave of
Please...


Sweet hunger of my desire
Ride, wild upon
The crest of this moon-drawn tide;
Tasting lust
Seared in the nectar of sighs;
I drown in his charms
Warmed,
Breathless upon his shore...


Quiver-aching
Brushed with blush-velvet
Bathed within his essence...
Arching my body to
Pleasure-greet his touch,
lavished
Within whisper-breaths
Wanton...


Aghhhhhh! he
Consumes me with tender sips,
Ravenous feastings
Fulfill his crave,
Lips trace
My thighs, caressing him closer
His tongue teasing the tip
Heat searing my skin...



Painting  passion
Inside shadow's kiss
Tasting the promise of 'again'... on lips
Dripping need
Taking me
Wicked
We
Shed the night skin
In shades of crimson twilight...
When I looked deep into my shadow, only then did I see the true light.
RobbieG May 2022
I need more friends and compassion like I need another *******, all these problems and scars were created by others but I'm forced to wear them, all the offenders are missing, kissing more victims with the same lips that *******. The riots ended when I surrendered myself to solitary confinement, the silence killed all others minds so for once I COULD HEAR MINE! I hated what I heard but with every word I acknowledged the pain, strain and mental drain it had inflicted on me! The rest is history the mystery solved from words not spoken, from opinions not shared, from no prescriptions but from HAVING A ******* HEART AND KNOWING RIGHT FROM WRONG! Face your demons before you let them out, don't fear what you can't see, believe in becoming someone you can be proud of!
DO I KISS HER NOW. . .?
. . .DO I KISS HER NOW!

Centuries of seconds
amble( nonchalantly )by

the kiss that is
in our minds

not yet
upon our lips.

"Just...doitdoitdoit!"
you scream silently.

"Doitdoitdoit!"
I cry wordlessly.

The birds in the trees
can only laugh.

"Doitdoitdoit!"
they mimic

Suddenly the last second
hoves into view

carrying a placard
'THE KISS IS NIGH!"

I grab that second
by the scruff of the neck.

"What...in God's name
kept you"
I almost screech.

"Painting the sign...wasn't I?"
the second sniffled...wiping its nose.

"AGHHHHHH!" I aghhhhhh'd.

"AHHHHHHH!" you ahhhhh'd.

Squirming deliciously
within your self.

"Okok...cut...that's it
that's a wrap!"

shouts Life
from its Director's chair.

At long last
the kiss

exists.

"I said...cut!"
shouts Life again

but we continue
doing what we're doing

not listening
to anything

but us.

— The End —