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RC Dec 7
There are forests resting in your eyes
and campfires crackling inside your chest
Sparks trail across my skin
fingertip by fingertip
as we melt into each others' caress
I can feel your breath bloom down my neck
Spread across my *******
Button by button
convincing me to undress
until your lips meet mine
Off your tongue rolls
my favorite love language yet
My back's already arching
Edge me out of breath
Lick your way on top of me
My focus on you set
"You can have it all."
And you put your hands in mine
my legs instinctively spread
as you ****** your way inside
feeling you is the only thing on my mind
Now, I can just barely hear
the suppression of tension
low growls rolling behind my neck
and around my ears
Hand in hand
I'm pinned down to pleasure
Full of you
I'm overflowing
My rivers running hard
And you can't stop rowing
My body's trembling
My mind is floating
You call my name
I moan yours back
I tease your ****
You slap my ***
Pull my hair
Pick me up
Scratch me down
Like we like to ****
So stiff I can feel the push to erupt
and how I ******* love those words
"I'm about to ***."
So we *** together
Fall together
A tangle of limbs
passion, sweat, and skin
Hot to the touch
laying close anyways
Staying in bed and taking you in
your *** feels like a Sunday
breaking bread on my body's
not even considered a sin.
RC Dec 7
Oh but Mama, the liquor feels so good in my system
so warm in my blood
I'll bet you never thought I would've listened
but now look at me
filling your shoes, so lost in my boots
I look a little something like you would've
I believe I would reckon.

And Mama have you seen
what a mess I've let these men make of me?
Most of them built on apologies
but they mean what they say
and they like to say it when they're mean.
Oh, Mama,
you should see the things you didn't mean to teach me.

Mama? Please don't be sad,
or hurt, or guilted, or shamed,
you did the best you could with what we had to our name,
My heart's bigger than most
and my eyes are wider all the same
I'll hold it all on my shoulders
I've learned to balance peace with the pain.
RC Nov 19
Sitting on my bed smoking and drinking
my habits are lost in translation
since I was a child I’ve been doing the same thing
It’s not like I’m not happy
or that I don’t love the life I live now
but I know I haven’t been living right
so somehow I’m going to give in
After two abusive relationships, I’m coming back to art, to writing, to life.
RC Dec 2017
He was a good man when he could be but love is not about convenience.
been cheated on for almost two years, so there's that.
RC Dec 2017
It's like I'm fighting time
never have enough but always wasting too much
waiting on time to fix the broken parts of "us"
wondering when things will feel right if they ever will

I'm still stuck on moments people said would heal
been struck by the realization that learning how to accept
is to learn how to deal
but acceptance comes with time
and through time wounds have been revealed

These days my words ring empty, my voice remains low
I've been made of broken promises
over the months it's started to show
Commitment to my future is all too rooted in my past
I need to let go of comfort
this time around I have to make the changes last
Just needed to get it out.
RC Oct 2017
We're lights in the middle of the night
luminescent but not all that bright
yet still guiding each other home
A grip in the middle of the cold
strolling tight side by side
won't admit we're lost in the city
Skipping through skid row
I let you take me home
Past Whittier boulevard
towards the old houses
and past my favorite park
where we ran screaming from
the city's heartbeats pounding through the dark
a mix up of city memories
RC Aug 2017
When do you think we'll stop drawing swords
and stitch the others wounds?
Would you fall for me again
if I fell for you?
After everything we've said and didn't do?

I'll stop crying
when I stop bleeding
and you'll stop leaving
when I start listening
And you'll restart your loyalty
like it's something you can play with
but this pain can be crippling
we're just raising inhibitions
and I can see my ego leaving blisters on your heart.

Why do we keep tearing each other apart?
Don't you get tired of burning each other down
while insisting that it's building each other up?
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