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Apr 2013 · 1.1k
bemused: 2
Shayne Somers Apr 2013
Free as a rhythm getting lost at sea,
There is no deeper shelter than the element that rules me.
Melting in a pool of veracity, truth.
Seduced by the gaze, the allure of you.
The depths of us, unspoken exchange,
Deranged as your mind tries to rearrange.
Meet cute. Lips meet.  
Projected on our silver screen.
Moonchild daring to be a Scorpion Queen.
Apr 2013 · 635
bemuse: 1
Shayne Somers Apr 2013
Moonlight shines through the cracks of my heart,
Casting a smokescreen onto you, Pluto.
A mirage of being broken has transformed into my freedom...
Feb 2013 · 466
Shayne Somers Feb 2013
I have a heart shaped bruise
                                          under my eye.
It's from your hands
                           and I know why.
Fingers trace the cuts on my lips,
       the wounds in my mind,
             the bruise on my rib.
Arms of trust and hands that held.
You lost it all
                   as I crawled back to my shell.
Poison was seeping
                       while our hearts were weeping.
Seething as I'm crawling.
This eternal flame...
I will love you forever,
                           but I can't endure pain.
Dec 2012 · 602
depths of Our surface
Shayne Somers Dec 2012
faithful to Me
faithful to Us
in the midst of it all
We lost it
      to lust
I wanted You then
I want You now
kiss Me to bed
kiss Me how...
how We felt when Our eyes first met
locked on each other
       on the feeling in bed
            when we held each other
                  for the first time
a kiss on the lips
a verse to a rhyme
a note like a dream
You make Me cry
You make Me scream
tears of joy
screams of grief...release
You touch Me all ways
You make Me see
Dec 2012 · 870
Shayne Somers Dec 2012
…I’m a mess of beautiful disarray,
The gaps of my eyes led you astray.
Astray to a place you couldn’t conceive,
Righteously, I put you at ease…
Dec 2012 · 486
It is It
Shayne Somers Dec 2012
Do you still see it with me?
Stomach twisting while it flutters meaninglessly.
Oh, but it’s so meaningful.
Full of life, yearning.
Love, pain.
I still feel it.
But do I still see it with you?
Dec 2012 · 1.6k
Saturn meets Moon
Shayne Somers Dec 2012
Kiss me.
You are my woman.
Fearless, ****, ruled by Saturn.
My muse.
Fiery and timorous.
Hair of a lion, lips that sooth my body and soul.
Natural, scorching beauty and a mind like a whip.
A goddess to be touched with the love.
Love from thy fingertips encompassing every inch.
A body of beauty to gaze and ravish.
A mind of beauty to watch and devour.
Mine for always.

Kiss me.
I am your woman.
Untamed, nurturing, ruled by the moon.
Behaving in balance with stellar pulls.
Hips for bearing, ******* for worshipping.
Internal beams only you can see; smiles gleamed in the moment.
Listen to my soul and touch my heart.
Yours for always.

Kiss me.
Let our tongues wander the inner walls of our mouths.
Kiss me where our secrets and anecdotes lie.
Mouths straying from lips to necks,
Necks to *******,
******* to what lies between the thighs.
Moistness and anticipation building between the ears and legs.
Unyielding instants of uninhibited eye contact.
Rapture. Pain. Relief.
Everything rises to the surface.
Ours for always.
Dec 2012 · 561
Shayne Somers Dec 2012
My tiny manzanita tree…
Cultivating leaves from soft green to pale russet.
Slowly dying or is the season changing?
There are locks where my eyes used to be,
Eyes so deeply set like roots in soil.
I study the branches twisting, snaking; each turn with a purpose, a ploy.

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