The touch of wine as smooth
and warmth as his caress
my body cannot resist

at the peak of the night
his hands on my hips
my neck on his lips

i clenched mine
as he ****** his in me
we are one in the galaxy

i know a man who
has been radiating warmth since the day
we met--
i know this because i've seen it
spill out of his chest, gutted, like
sunlight through curtains.
like a massacre that speaks softly.

i've watched that light
land on my skin so timidly,
almost without notice.
i've felt it tread gently
across my ribcage and
my heart stop beating
whenever it got close.
to give in to man is to
ask for mercy;
a different kind of
surrender.

and mercy.
that man has had
my heart ever since.

I could approach this day with complete sorrow
But I am cognizant that I'm not given tomorrow
So the soft pillow of Mother Teresa
I will borrow
To bask in until my time is finished
My happiness shall never be diminished
At least, not for long
We can't be elated forever
But we can salvage what's been severed
Appreciate the remaining light you have left
Everyone feels that conclave of emotional theft
At its core, life is a beautiful treble clef
Those who seek to destroy and bully are emotionally deaf
Enough with their dreck
They're only a fleck
Of the universe's' massive deck of cards.

Breathe in
Space out
Speak soft  
Think loud

green eyes, soft curls and pouty lips,
a laugh that sets my heart afire,
with hand on my hips
and near touching lips,
i know that in my life,
i will never find a love the same
but to hold another to his standard
i know i am to blame

the most gentle creature in the world and the most savage
those same lips that whisper sweet nothings, an entire body they ravish
doesn’t pull of when he says goodbye, he sits and waits
watching to ensure she makes it in the door safe
we’re passed the years of pulling out chairs , but he would
and hours later barely find time to make it with her upstairs
excites her
invites her
and of course stimulates
both the intellectual and the ******
in any moment with the gentleman her beating heart palpitates
from lust and wonder
from trust and fear
the gentleman provides security while simultaneously being a teddy bear
a calm roughness he possesses
both jagged and serene
the most gentle savage in the world
neither peace or chaos
like the eye of a hurricane he falls somewhere between

"Untended Thoughts"


Untended thoughts falter softly
Leaving emptiness to be filled
With                whatever
Slow transformation bends
Awareness
Into something else
Pavlov would understand


Dingggg!