sticky kisses for the missus just
to prove that i'm no wuss
and if it tastes good enough for you
it's good enough for me too.
don't you miss the blissful ignorance
chinese whispers and rumours
written on the tarmac in chalk
for the wind to pick up
eat lots of pineapple, it'll make you taste good.
did she eat aniseed sweets for me?
she secretes liquid liquorice
that binds my teeth in a bittersweet grin
from ear to ear. she hates the taste
and i hate to share my just desserts.
innocence is a burden that burns
like empty lungs held to the riverbed
bad enough to make the children
want to kill themselves. we all want
sticky kisses before bedtime.

Eastern girls
want to be
like Western girls
watched on tv.

Want to wear
sexy clothes,
happily live
without God.

Have fake boobs,
bitch and swear,
taking clothes off,

Go clubbing
every night,
dance, smile, drink
and have fun.

And erase
all the past
of modest girls
living modest lives.

And forget
change their life

Start again,
as a blank slate,
and be happy,
be like them.

Eastern girls
want to be
like Western girls
on tv.

She gave all she had to another love
She broke her heart for another love
She gave all her love to another love
And now all she has is another lonely night lover

The sheets are sand paper on my skin
What hell it is: so many memories to lie in

kylie 1d

write on my body with your lips
take my heart in tiny bits

touch my skin softly
read me to sleep
hold me when i cry
dazzle me with your smile

deceive me with kindness
then hurt me the next
your hands can do wonders besides just sex

my soul is fragile
but of course i have to bow down to you, my king

Jay 1d

I press your spine against the desk and
I hear you crack.
Words spill
into empty air.
They pool at my feet.
I rifle through your pages.

They quiver like autumn leaves.

I practically
for them to crumble into dust
between my
as I leave you.
Between the covers.

I take a long hit off my cigarette and casually toss it behind me as I entered the bar.
I see heads turn, but I only lock eyes with you.
Dressed in all black this dress clings to my body and curves like a second skin.
I smile wickedly as I see your eyes take me in...

I make my way across the room.
Black heels clicking loudly against the floor. I look away from you briefly.
This new confidence I'm wearing looks like a shiny new coat.
I smile even more, because I know what you're thinking..
And its so fucking satisfying...

You thought right... The old me is dead.

I hear the band start up as I make my way to the stage. My stride is in perfect unison with the drums that sound loudly throughout the room.

I climb on stage and grab the mic.
I inhale deeply and exhale into the mic... I begin to sing the perfect song for this perfect moment.

((("Take me I'm alive.")))
"Never was a girl with a wicked mind."
"But everything looks better when the sun goes down..."
"I had everything..."
"Opportunities for eternity..."
((("And I could belong to the night.")))


I lean forward as I see you enter the room.
I see the look of pure shock on your face and I smile behind the mic.
I hold your gaze and think about how much I'd like to ravage you..  right here on stage.

I sway my body to the beat and drag my fingernails across my fishnets.
I cant help but notice the thirst that occupys your eyes.

I sway my body seductively to the beat, to these words I sing that have so much meaning behind you and me.


((("Then your eyes...")))
"Your eyes..."
"I can see in your eyes.."
"Your eyes..."
"You make me wanna die..."
"I'll never be good enough..."
"You make me wanna die..."
"And everything you love will burn up in the light..."
"And every time I look inside your eyes,
(((You make me wanna die.")))


I watch as the words hit you like a thousand knives, stabbing you all over body.
I wanna jump off this stage, crawl into your lap.
Grab your face and bite your lips. Taste you, and show you....
just how much you've missed.

All these eyes on me.
All these people touched by the music that beats so loudly.
The bass, the guitar, my band mates. Such amazing artists that play behind me.
They've made my lyrics come alive. They blaze with me as I pour my heart into this song.


((("Taste me, drink my soul.")))
"Show me all the things that I shouldn't know."
"And there's a blue moon on the rise."

"I had everything..."
"Opportunities for eternity..."
"And I could belong to the night..."
"Your eyes, your eyes..."
"I can see in your eyes..."
"Your eyes everything in your eyes, your eyes."


I flip my long blonde hair aside and roll my hips.
I tilt my head back to the sky.
I slowly bring my hand up to reach above me.
Then back down slowly, softly, over and across my body.
I imagine your hands on me devouring my body.
  I bite down hard on my bottom lip.
Fighting back this sexual frustration...

I open my eyes, and they naturally search and find you.
And when they fall upon you...
Your looking right back at me...
I hold your gaze, and press my red painted lips to the microphone.

I begin to sing... My eyes never leaving yours....

((("I would die for you my love...))) love."
"I would lie for you my love, my love." (make me wanna die)
"I would steal for you, my love, my love."
(make me wanna die)
"I would die for you my love, my love."
"We'll burn up in the light."


As the song ends...
I blush in surprise as I hear the loud over powering cheer from the crowd.
I smile, and thank everyone...
And even after the roar of applause continues.
I cant help but glance over at you and see the hunger and crave that radiates from your eyes.

I smiled to myself....
turned swiftly to my band mates gave them a quick wink and hopped off stage. It warmed my heart seeing the smiles plastered across their faces.

But even behind the roar of all the whistling, the cheering, the clapping.
I could only see you.
It was like my heart drowned out everything around me and all I could hear was it screaming for you.

And it was at that very moment that I had to give you a taste of that... Of what I felt....
even if it was the last time.

I made my way through the crowd and straight to you.

I could see everyone still watching me and applauding as I walked to you.
I didn't care...
I was in a hypnotic trance and gravity was pulling me straight to you.
I  could see the lust, and the animalistic hunger for me in your eyes....
   It felt like, my skin was the only thing keeping me from bursting open and going everywhere all at once.

As soon as I reached you It looked as if you were going to say something to me.. But I ignored it....

Time could not measure the seconds it took me to press myself against you. Slid my hands up your beautiful broad chest to the back of your neck and bring your mouth to mine.
I pressed my full lips into yours.
Your mouth so eagerly welcomed mine..
I kissed you with all the pent up aggression, passion, and lust I had surging through me.
My kiss was legend.
My tongue danced and burned for you.
All that pent up pain and love and passion I've ever had was nothing but a seductive story and my lips were telling the you the story.
I bit down on your bottom lip and I hear you let out a passion filled gasp as you catch your breath.
I let go of your lip moments later
...remembering how addictive it was to bite you..
I press my lips into yours again.
You kissed me back and I let our tongues dance together one last time...
But as our memories begin to flood my.. I decide its time to end this moment... This moment of pure ecstasy.

I slid my hands on both sides of your face...
Pull your mouth away from mine.. And the look you give me..
Makes my heart drop....

I stare up into your bright blue eyes one last time....
I watch as your eyes search mine...
Looking for signs of me staying..
But I know, they only show signs of me leaving....

I smirk up at you.... drop my hands from your face and walk past you.

Everyones cheering me on as I make my way out of the bar. Guess no one was really expecting that...
I smirk to myself as I exit the bar and make my way home.

I pull out a cigarette and bring it to my lips...
I feel so high, like I'm in a state of euphoria...
I didn't want the night to end.
But I feel satisfied in a way I couldn't explain.

I can only hope the long, cold, walk home will bring me, and these raging feelings I've suppressed for so long to a screeching hault....

Because that was my closure and it was perfect in how it ended....

(Sorry this was so long lol) this post was inspired by my favorite band called "The Pretty Reckless and the song that inspired me to write this by them is called "Make me wanna die." give them a listen theyre amazing.

I always have company
In my large log cabin home
They come to me
For their vacation
And I am a gracious
Attentive host
But when I retire
Behind my bedroom door
I am a different person
And purposely alone
I undress completely
After locking the door
I slip between the sheets
The feel of silk
Against my skin
My nipples respond
I can feel them tighten
With pleasure
That I egg on
They seem directly connected
To the feeling
Between my thighs
I don't need a phantom lover yet
I can do this better on my own
I will chose a partner
Give me a minute
I move restlessly
Postponing the rush
My hands glide across my skin
Feeling the hills and the vales
So familiar to me
No secrets to unveil
Every glide of my hands
Bring me closer
To the place
Where my wetness hides
I let one finger dip
Lightly touches me
And I shiver with want
Escalating to neediness
Demanding it right now
How long will I last tonight
Sometimes it seems
As if my body controls me
And my mind is a lustful mess
Mentally I use the Rolodex
Of past and current lovers
I know they won't mind
Looking for someone
To fantasize about
Man or woman
Anyone I have
Ever had sex with is fine
If I called and told them
What I am doing
They would happily
Cheer me on
Want to share with me
This small journey of mine
But tonight I want
Them to be quiet
So I can pretend
They are watching
Desperately wanting
To lay between my thighs
It's a favorite turn on of mine
One I have used
With most partners
Beg for me I tell them
But they never last long
I am a exhibitionist
I have been for some time
I watch my hands
Glide closer
To where I crave them to be
The want is building
Inside me
Greedier and getting
Harder to resist
I squeeze my thighs
Which doesn't help much
I watch my hands
As they finally
Part my lips
My thighs fall open
I love the sensations
I provide myself
I can finish in several minutes
Or I can try to make it last
But my body demands release
Now, after only a minute passed
I am shivering with need
That only I can satisfy
My Rolodex lover
Is still not allowed to speak
I just tell him or her to watch
I need them to desperately
Want me
While I deny them satisfaction
Their unrequited lust
Is what I need
My fingers move faster
My hips lift off the bed
I wish I could hold out longer
But I am no longer in control
The need and want
Between my thighs
Is mistress of me now
The pleasure is intense
My whole body
Then the ultimate release
Sends waves of pleasure
Through me
I spasm harder when
Nothing is inside me
I am my favorite lover

And as soon as I am finished
The Rolodex is closed
The best part
Of being my own lover
Is poof!
They are gone

This was fun to write. I will certainly understand if I am asked to delete it.
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