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Geno Cattouse May 2013
Yes peaches.I did find you to be alluring.and
Yes. Is peaches your real name?

Yes peaches. I want to shake your tree. Sorry I ******* resist
Has anyone.?

Yes peaches are my favorite fruit. So what could be finer.
Peaches. I swear. I would run through a den of lions in a meat suit
To own your heart and all parts unknown.

No peaches.
If you give your heart to me I will keep it safe in a mason jar.


Your eyes in a bottle of formaldahyde.
Your lips in a jewelry case.

Yours truely.
Dr. H. Von Frankenstein.

P.S. do you like moolight walks and
Sleeping in late ?
This started out one way and morphed into weird as I was leafing through an anatomy book illustrated by Mel Brooks :-)
I belive it was in a rest stop outside of Nashville when I first discovred just what lost truely

was.

The people moved ants to a hive.

Ghost's to the shell so to speak.



Looking up routes streching worn stiff leg's and existing in personal bubbles.

Affraid a seconds conversation would burst a moments ******* cast

existance.



But I only sat watching happy to be a viewer to many seperate acts in a bound for nowhere

play.



Hey you have the time?

I dont even have a watch.

I replyed to some lost south bound kid more ******* up looking

than myself.

He said nothing more as he simply  faded into the herd.



They were all bound for somewhere  and me I was just killing time.

My home was wherever I could catch a few hours sleep.

And hopefully I'd be outta this state befor long.



I was a nomad most called me a ***.

A traveler of fate and a lazy ******* to caught up in my own personal gains to settle down.



The voices of reason would seem to echo through strangers.

Whenever I'd take time to speak like some twisted record player

they'd always repeat.



So where you heading?

Nowhere and hopefully it has  a bar.



Why you on the road?

Well really I just decided to take a walk one day.



Where from?

North Carolina.

Wow why you in Texas.

It's a long walk.



Man your weird!.

Arent we all in some way?



And with that the conversation would fade into my beloved silence.

And I would view the highway and it's ever changing landscape.



The mountian  sunset's ,the desert  in the moolight ,

A city slum to a rest stop outside of Nashville where you find me now.



I'd seen Americas watercolors and her sharp edges and still charming sleeze.

And from a shared ride to a cold park bench.

I was embracing the forbidden fruit spoken of by

far better  fools and writers than me.



For true freedom was seldom safe.

But I viewed this world a travller a stranger to all including myself.



And from strange looks to even more bizzar remarks from  thoose who couldnt fathom

someone existing with no true purpose.



The question always was asked

from so many forgetable faces.



So where are you going?

Im just taking a long walk home.
TinaMarie Mar 2016
I want to
      Kiss you
    ...in the morning
...after bringing you coffee
               ...with loud laughter
   ...and uncontrollable smiles

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...in the sunlight
...with waves crashing at our ankles
            ...or amidst the clouds on mountaintops
    ...sharing adventure
  
I want to
      Kiss you
     ...surrounded by trees
               ...to the delight of the wild
   ...and the serennade of birds chirping
                         ...with excitement

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...in crowds of people
  ...with raindrops falling on our heads
                 ...to the musical harmony of life
...and feel your heartbeat

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...alone, beneath the stars
                   ...caressed by the moolight
  ...filled with passion
...giving voyeuristic opportunity to the nocturnal


I want to Kiss you when you least expect it
And perfectly timed for when you need it most


I want to
    
       Kiss you

                            Goodnight
        
Every Night

     Simply
               And
                       Softly

For all time

          And

                    Forever

Then again

                              The next morning

I want to
      
      Kiss you
With you in mind ❤
Geno Cattouse Oct 2014
Hurry home to rest Oh failing Sun you are rewarded a days duty done as you send shadows long and defeated to ground.
Come.

Lit by polluted incandescent pain. willingness the city roars and cavorts in limited sensuality...hidden desires unraveling by night.
Come hither.
Wafting breezes eases transition of myriad shades of black...pushing back at the world weary day.
Whispering hope...familial collusion at hour's conclusion.
Come rebirth, come nightfall come quiet
Come twilight
Come moolight.
Come daylight
Rejoin the fight
In Burning sunlight
Then forevermore
Come forward.
Come twilight.
Crowd's clapping
People and children laughing
as if they were savages celebrating
sacrifice for the old gods
Only I remain silent, uninterested
without shape, without attitude
as a newborn
I watch them, lost
Lost as a wanderer
I cannot rest
nor breathe
They all seem to be fullfiled
with redundance
Only I am lost
Lost as a wanderer

Put me out of misery
Empty, my foolish heart
I fell like a lunatic
Poeple of this world are
enlightened by stars and moolight
Only me, darkened by sun
Only I, remain silent
in the darkness
desolate as a desert
abandoned and driven

I can bear that pain
I can let go that anchor
and finally set her free
'cause she listens
if you whisper gently

the very essence of her
will guide me;
only when
my ears are opened
*humbly
Fragments of mind
8th of January, 20:26, Dominican Republic
aldo kraas Sep 2023
Moonlight
Shining over the Manhattan sky line
He tells you that he loves you over and over again
Moonlight
So precious
Full of life
His love for you is from his heart
You take his breath away
He wished that he could take you home with him moonlight
But like I say
It is impossible for it to happen
Because you are out of reach
High up in the sky
But moonlight
To know that you are loved is one thing
That is the magic word
He is telling you
You bring peace to his life
He wished that he could stand there
At the Manhattan bridge all night
Watching you
Moonlight
Shining so beautiful at night
He was lucky to have seen you
He is fascinated by you
Moonlight
You are the love in his eyes
Moonlight
You are a gift that God gave to him
So precious
Moonlight
Of his life
Moonlight
I hope that you will
Be in his dreams
And in his life
Moonlight
What would be the sky without you?
It would be lonely
Just like he would be too
Moonlight you play an important role
In his life
Moonlight
Keep shining
Above the Manhattan sky line
Moonlight
You are free
There is nobody holding you back
You move in the sky
Slowly
Moonlight
He can't take his eyes out of you
Every day he comes here
Just to watch you shine over the
Manhattan sky line
Good bless you
Moonlight
And I keep you free
David Cunha Apr 2017
I'm really sick of law
of telling me what to do
of telling me where to go;

Sick of time, of counting time
Sick of all the adventures I could have
but stay home take care
Same little same bed
It isn't big enough;
A large boulder would suffice better as a bed
In a desert or a plain I don't care.

I want get new fluids up and down my body law doesn't cope
I want excessive alcohol, excessive hugs, excessive moolight
I want it so excessively I want to ***** it
Spread it
Swallow it
And **** it all again
At once!
All at the same time!
I want starvation drunkness under the moon
I want sweating under the sun on the desert plains
I want not bathing and howling on the dirt
Animals would be ashamed
And so be it
I want beat this world and the other and be beaten by it.

Send me some *******' postcards of your places

I wanna visit them all!
Hank Van Well Jr Oct 2014
under the moon

standing next to you under the moon
i see its reflection off your face , and i just smile
my eyes , gazing upon you telling a story
without uttering a single word
glowing hair , porcelain skin
you “feel me” without a single touch
and perhaps , you too will fall under the spell of the moolight
your eyes answer back again without a word
you join me in this unfolding story
weather were walking  the bordwalk
or strolling the glistening shore
waiting for that “moment “
as if fated hands and the gravitating force of romance
draws our lips , invisible force ,nudging until……
without a word ,now………
embraced in a kiss
two hearts , enchanted under the moon, joined on the lips
a story unfolds …….

under the moon
S Smoothie Feb 2018
Midnight worlds swirled with moolight beams.

Delicate dainty love inscriptions would tumble to the page, aligned in perfection at whim.

But the darkness rising has hooked my soul.

Lillies, butterflies and daffodils died, still hanging off a demonic cloud.

Such was the darkness, I knew i had no other thing to do, but to espouse it all up like spew. A sickly offering of vileness and envy

I struck the worlds of beauty from my head and pulled out the ones nailed to my heart

I still bleed love darker than the darkest dark, I ****** with your mind and tore out your heart

I put it on display for all,  the winning-est ****!

Never thinking at all that my pen was sharper than your knife
And that ******* with pens trump *****.

I wish I was sorry.

Maybe i could forgive or forget and move on

Maybe then the words would come

You stole my pretty words along with the beautiful ones
The stories of my heart all gone,
stuck on a barren rock alone in space and time.

The rest i killed  each with an end stroke - coup de gras.

Now I don't care if it ever revives, because I'm fine just being some ******* with a pen

And I never wrote it for you anyway, not now, not then.

I only ever wrote for myself.
Tay lewis Aug 2016
Walk slowly to me, I said to her
Let the wind's grace carry you
And once you are close to me
I want you to stop
Halt every distraction in our circle
Let the ambiance flow with the passion
Of our beating hearts

So close your eyes for me if you may
And stay completely still, I whispered
As I came closer and laid my hands at her sides
I planted a soft kiss upon the lips before me
My wish, only to adore the beauty my eyes laid sight to

As I circled behind her
I asked her, please do not open your eyes
Ignore thoughts and murmurs of curiosity  
And listen only to the rhythm of my words and voice
And feel the warmth of my breath
Upon your moolight skin

Please relax and let me adore more of you
As I ran my hands down her body
Taking in every curve and feeling the increase  
In our heartbeats
And the intimacy in our moment of time
I stopped and rested my hands upon her body
And whispered into her ear

I asked her, to let her wants guide her
And slowly her body backed into my arms
Grabbing both hands, she opened her eyes
Turned and looked into mine
Disregarding  every request I asked of her before
She smiled, kissed me upon my lips
And whispered seven words

"Now it's my turn to adore you"

— The End —