Emily 5d
Make love to the monsters under my bed
Hear the moans of the waking dead
I miss my scary dreams
Horrors, terrors, and screams
Instead I hear enigmatic speech
From a ghost, beyond a breach
Of sadness and sourness
There’s something I like about
being put on my knees
the push and pull of control
like a livewire until suddenly
I can let go
into this safety net of being
here on my knees
for someone who will
take care of me
I like resting my
head in someone’s hands
something fragile
unfolding
in me
through the open swinging door
I like to feel hands
in my hair
that make me feel small
and safe
like nothing
in the world would dare
hurt me
for fear of you
drop me like pouring water from your hands
indelible in the way it bleeds through my skin
euphoria floating in pale clouds round my mind
like waking up and falling back asleep
all at once
nellie Jul 3
Purple lights would blend into your skin. Deeming us eternal. Deeming us lovely.

Your eyes were shadowed by the darkening of your hair, laying sweet like silk against your skin. You were intense.

I would feel you bore into me, explore me, i would feel you open every locked case.
The entry side of my heart with a bloodied warning sign would be ripped apart.

Your fingers on my waist. Your fingers holding me tight. Breathing into me. Your nose caressing the nape of my neck, down my back. Your lips following along.

Salt and sweet you said I tasted. Your tongue made me quiver.

You were forbidden. You touched me. All over. I was made for you. For your hands and tongue to explore.

And i would cry into the night, begging for more.

n.b
dewdrop Jul 2
the room is dark, you’re on top of me.
banging into this damp dirt,
and almost instantly seeds sprout.
newborn, fleshly pink sprouts. glistening with the dew of love itself.
and in my mouth, i almost throw up the amount of pleasure derived from this.
passion escaping your pores, intensity in every hit.
you begin to cove my nose and mouth, taking me by surprise.
but i remember to submit to such things, this nature isn’t something i want to run from.
you let go gingerly, watching me breathe – gasping for air – this is magical.
in exchange for this, i give you total control. i am okay with this.
you hold me gently, tenderly, almost cradling my body as you dig so deep,
trying to fertilize, grow, nurture.
bodies soaked, sweat bouncing everywhere. i’m trying to make sure my mother doesn’t hear me.
you’re so deep. then i looked up, you continue to say to me, “shit, it feels like i’m tearing something.”
you look awestruck, and you say to me something i blush at.
then i pause, to take a moment to look into brown eyes glittering and glimmering,
glittering and glimmering in the pitch as black room, with nothing but
your gleam, and soft moonglow.
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rjh Jun 4
deep in my core, I am as sweet as honey. I have beautiful bouquets inside of me. touch me and i will bloom for you. slice open my midsection and the flowers will curl around my ribcage. crack open my skull to find incredible thoughts growing as they form. separate my legs and watch me open petals of the prettiest hues.

my petals, my nectar, my thorns. all yours.

selfish lovers have picked my petals off, crush me at the stem of my core. I begin to wilt; I slowly rot. they are repulsed. my beauty turns to death and they turn the other way. quick to blame, they fail to notice it was their hands to taint me.

flowers require delicate hands and the nourishing sunshine to survive. when kept in the dark, they wither. how could you expect me to be any different?

if I could rewire this brain of mine -- this body of mine -- I would much rather fill myself with thorns; poison, barbed wire to wrap my bones.
but I am soft, I am sunshine and nature divine. I bloom and wilt and recreate myself time after time. it takes more than ravenous hands to stop me from growing.
constructive criticism welcome! i've had bad writer's block for a while so if this sucks feel free to tell me. if it doesnt i might do a local live show to perform it, so !!
olliver orion May 30
i want to feel your lips on mine
your teeth on my neck
your hands in my hair
or on my sides
you, wrapping yourself around me
gentle but firm words, whispered in my ear
hear your gasp as we make contact
you, giving me sweet commands
giving me permission
or holding me back
tell me what i can and cannot do
i submit myself to you
i let you have total control
i give you my absolute attention
i’ll let you take care of me
sometimes, i just want sex
always, i want to be yours.
you are mine
and i am yours.
i want you, over and over again
olliver orion May 30
the taste of you
is still on my lips
the sound of you, gasping
is still resonating in my mind
the words you said
made me melt
your fingers in my hair
guiding me
your hand around my throat
because you know that's what i like
you, telling me how good i was
i live for that.
D A M N
Pao May 29
my hands shake in your touch
your perfume lingers in my mind
i'm in a constant loop
of wanting to kiss you
and wanting you to explore my body  

oh girls, they make your knees tremble
kissing you softly around your chest
tenderly picking at your skin
begging for more

oh girls, they leave you breathless in the summer night
their hips swaying on the dance floor
hypnotic, leaving you speechless

i'm in a constant loop
of wanting to kiss you
and wanting to explore your body
hypnotic, you leave me speechless

i want it
i want it

temptation is my weakness
the devil is my witness
What can I say, girls are magical and loving girls is beautiful. This is for all the folks with scorpio mars placements.
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