This feeling
is like being little again
and calling out to my mom
with tears in my eyes
because for a second
I forgot that I have just been punished by her
The one who loves me
can't help me yet
not until my punishment is over
But the difference is
with him
there is no "yet"
my punishment will never be over.

Promises are made to be broken
                                                         ­  Limbs are made to be fractured
       *Words are meant to be spoken *                
                                                           Throats are meant to be captured
         *Minds are made to be awoken
                                                         ­     * Hearts are meant to be battered
      *People are meant to be outspoken        
                                                                ­   **People are meant to be shattered

"I really, really needed you tonight baby...

You said you'd call...

No one said love was this hard"



I told you not to fall in love
I told myself not to lose control
You beg me to fall in love
I try to leave you
I try to show you
I try to tell you
Not to fall in love

☁️

Deep in the creek
where speckled light kisses the saline shore
and mud hole bubbles leave crab trails
I knock upon her door.

She opens with a whisper on her skin
licks my **** with her southern tongue
winds rise the dusts within
the mangrove falls quiet to her moaning song.

No words do this just
It shall remain underwritten
But to sum it all up;
Darling, I'm smitten