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soul in torment Oct 2013
Soft ...
warm ..
white flesh
pressed gentle to my lips

as
juice...
flows ..
softly and from my chin
now drips

Scent...
intoxicating..
as taste and touch explode

in
*******
waves of pleasure


that down my
throat...

So sweetly..


flowed.



Hunger sedated

Tastebuds cry thy name

as I recount the pleasure

without guilt or any shame.




:):):):):);):):):):)



**** I love roast chicken....

;)
Blame Maria her poem Consume set me off lol go read it
soul in torment Oct 2013
From hate fanned flame by wings of shame
from boiling oil and tar
with mask of doubt and tongue torn out
and heart a mass of scar
I rose and screamed yet unredeemed
my words on deaf ears fell
a soul in plight bound fast and tight
by bonds of self made hell
My eyes burned red by words unread
by poetry made base
for all they saw was nothing more
than verse without a face
Daemons I've known too long alone
no one can set me free
So heed me well or face this hell
of self obscurity
soul in torment Oct 2013
The sun
curtsied to the rain

and the...


rain bows
Word play my favourite bows ( to bend in greeting ) is the same spelling as bows ( ribbon archery etc )
soul in torment Oct 2013
I'll never measure up to much...

as

I'm only

5'6
soul in torment Oct 2013
she's borrowed wings of flame and steel
to navigate the stars
to find the pieces of her heart
In the land of yees and haws
Her family beneath the flag
Will wait to bare her arms
as USA takes possession
of her Philippino charms
Safe journey Sal both there and back
May angels guard thy wings
and may you find the joy you seek
the joy reunion brings
Take care and have a great time Sal
soul in torment Oct 2013
pick a star... anyone, there are billions don't be shy
and know I'm looking at it too... two lands beneath one sky

Pick a word ... anyone, there are millions so go ahead
and know I will be listening... to hear just what you said

Pick a time... a place.. urban estate or countryside
and know I will be waiting... like a groom awaits his bride
soul in torment Oct 2013
I am leather


Tanned...

beneath your

well skilled hands.
Tanning is the process of turning animal skin to leather or beating someone across the bottom ^^ I love double meanings
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