Always closer than you ever think it is, one
Little slip, and you're straight through the abyss
Finding out in the end, all life ends. Carrion.
Vultures with eight tracks and tape decks

Copulation and emotion means I'm breeding ****** hatred
And I hate it
Mockeries of notions once raised
In earnest
Flirting with danger, burning moth to the flame
Stirring up anger with a few thoughts on pages
Irking, and senseless, the ******* sensation

Self righteous indignation, taking words of the page
Same goes for the gumption, with wars that I wage with myself
Heath goes first, better or worse
Slit eyelids, cause it can't hurt to see straight

It's always closer than you ******* think it is, one
Little slip, and this bleakness you insist
In existing in, ends, without a prerogative
As opaque as ever, severing lungs

Servitude, I could never miss, its
Fluid as my thoughts on narcissist

It is strange
how even on this platform
where I am so anonymous
I'm afraid to express myself
To tell the world
'I'm bi!' 'I'm queer!'

I am afraid that my poems aren't good enough
That I somehow make them ***** or less worthy
By using all these terms I value
supposedly with pride

I am afraid to give myself some space
to grow
And even now I don't even want to publish this
But anyway
Here you go

Purity descends slowly
            but crimson blemishes.

Birds defile cold
                          blankets...  

to drink upon seasons past.

I feel trapped

trapped in time

time moves so slowly and there is no way of escaping it

you want to be in the past

too bad

you want to be in the future

*******

time moves at whatever pace it pleases

and you have nothing to do about it

its like a train, there isnt even a bus driver to yell at

even worse the train moves at weird paces

sometimes its lightning fast

and other times its the slowest thing ever

most of the time for me its the slowest thing

because im done

but time says im not

im ready for kids and a family of my own that i love

but im not there yet

time wont let me be there yet

I want to love you slowly
and to have you love me too
slowly despacito
an as I dance
you get the clue

you watch me as I dance
an like a spell
I will vex you
hoping you feel me too
as I'm wanting to now *** you

as our temperatures arise
with a look of purest want
as you reach up eager thighs
it's my skin babe now you taunt,

as my hips are slowly swaying
an the music slowly playing,
as we move to the beat
of our hearts in a tandem
we can't take this rising heat

ahh
so we take a quick retreat

but slowly slowly
as you kiss me
you want me more an more
as you try to ever bliss me
an haunt me
now forever to explore,
as you love me
then jaunt me
this could never seem a chore

ohhhh..down,
yes girl move yourself around,
you whisper slowly into my ear
tell me baby how you feel
so when you're not right here
I can imagine you so real

this is passion like I need
a lover just like this
we are hungry in our deed,
burning flames of true love bliss

as you breath in my sweet fire
and we caress our sweet sweet souls
as we ignite in pure desire
and are returned
to embered coals

I am so very grateful to burn
with you each an every night
an until we can return
an our sparks again ignite,
as our bodies daily yearn
then off we'll take our flight,

back
into the shining
of the brilliant
and gorgeous morning sun.

Ma Cherie © 2017