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Heart beats, pumping blood
Fluid, pulsating, giving life
Dark with the smell of iron
Sticky, heavy... Tasty
It has a price

Live just in the shadows
Alleys and cul-de-sacs
Always out of sight
Carefully, casting no reflections
Leaving no echoes in the night
Smelling it's deep taste
From far out of sight

When I press you
Close against my chest
For a moment, beats match mine
Tip back your pretty head
Give me your throat

Part your lips, hiss my name
Close your big doe eyes
Let your hair hang back
Reach back, wrap your arms around
Dig your fingers into my thigh
Flicking my tongue along
Tasting your beating pulse

Opening wide, closing my eyes
I can feel it's heat
Skin so thin
Along your
Neck...

Lost in the moment
A kiss, along the neck
You'll not feel a thing
Endorphins rushing
Dopamine levels rise
For you, but for me
You're lunch
The Unbeliever Sep 2014
Embrotic memories of a time
Pieced together and stitched
An incomplete puzzle
From the childhood nightmare
Like reflections
In shattered glass
Staring back

The child stares at me
Probably wondering, curious
Questioning how this came to be
When the memories push
Catapulting me into the present

A journey built on a foundation
Always seeming to crumble
With every step, splitting
Between right and the conditioning
Depression looms, drowning darkness
I see the light, diffused above
Reaching I gasp, crying

Shadows twist and tangle
From the weeds pulling me back
A touch, gentle, a grip
Takes my hand, pulling
My face breaks the surface

A lover's kiss, no
The Lover's Kiss, Devine
Breaks my lips
Breathes, gives, sparks life
Hope
That takes me from the edge
Dispels darkness, clears for light

Forever I'll struggle
Tempted by others
Taunted by the past
Threatening to topple
I am resolved to stand

The shell is broken
My child grins, plays
In my shadow, my present
Gives, providing her safety
Not then, but now,
I love you, My Eternal
The Unbeliever Sep 2014
Sits up on a mountain
But turns all those
Who come away

He'll spend a day
Maybe four or five
And eat what he likes

A solitary life
Up, up, up
Down, down, down

He might wonder
Which is more difficult
The ups or downs

But if you asked
And if he answered
It would be neither

And leave you
In question
Because

You wouldn't get it
It would be the journey
And he's trying to make it
To see without those darkened eyes, fresh
Believing in yourself, without strings
Look at the seas and find yourself
Building, creating, and doing
This is life

You can do what you believe
Not stay back, barely holding on
Feel the wind fill your sails
The fresh salt spray on your face
Taste that freedom on your lips

The allure of the sea, of flying
To go where you wish, defy the winds
All your needs met in a moment
The adrenalin of the wind in your face
Tossing your hair, chance belief

Being who you are
No one can say you are not
Either a hunter of men
Or the artist of beauty
Be that, that no one steal away

Theirs are not the wind, never to fly
To taste the sea, sail beyond the horizon
Tread not lightly on this earth
Rely on yourself, unlike minded
Laugh, with abandon, they'll see you mad

And you laugh that much harder
You'll step forth over that cliff
They shy back from
Open your wings
Glide
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