I'm going to dance And you You are going to watch As I let my hair down Ease slowly Out of everything That I was not born in I’m going to let these round hips Glide side to side Each muscle Each curve Beckoning you Speaking a language That whispers...
You see I am a victim of impulse The sound of my own breathing Deafens all When the beat of my heart Hits a rhythm Only the other Recognizes First the senses The eyes, the mind, the soul For me there is no hope My existence has been predetermin...
Don't sigh Looking at your life While standing naked Bare Before mirrors Seeing your reflection Through his eyes Letting tears cloud Your own Someone Should have told you Long ago Should have taken your hand Touched your skin Sucked on your lips Whispered...
There was something so familiar. This was not the first time she had looked into the intensity of those ice grey eyes, Asia was certain of it. Who could forget such a hauntingly unique color, the distinct clarity, the way they seemed to bore through her a...
Because it is in the quiet The darkest hour The night When sleep holds no lure My body calls for you Even the moon gives no comfort The stars no hope This ache stretches From arm to arm Top to bottom I toss and turn And touch Restless Too hot for comfort...
All Greece hates Helen of Troy The azure of her eyes Embedded In a stone face The length of an outstretched hand Delicate To be kissed The lure of heart shaped lips With up turned corners Inherently hers To be given Like prized gifts At her w...
This is not a love poem. Let us not insult each other By wasting pretty words Or precious time. We are not of the same cut As those romantics, Those who see eternity In the face of flowers. This muse has already, Willingly, Spread her legs, Allowed you to...
I was just sitting there, Thinking of all the things I had not experienced, Feeling the ache of my own womanhood, A bud expanding, Unwrapping itself within me. My body’s first gift revealed. My skin moist in expectation From an inner heat, A ghos...
He is A reflection Of my love Molten Like lava Poured into a soul The touch of Gods Branded across his forehead A chosen one My savior With a body Molded and sculptured To perfection Stretching across my bed The moonlight playing with Every...
Just because she doesn't cry,Doesn't mean a thing.What she's piddling withIs a hainted heart.Sometimes tearsCan't cause a riverDeep enough for a womanTo dip her haint of a heart in--Not when she has lived too longIn such a short time.What is the purpose o...
How do you know when the senses lie And the heart deceives? It is only a mere smile thrown in your direction, A manipulation of phrases Already heard That quickens your pulse. And yet, His name dances off your lips. What words are not spoken when e...
There is so much more To a first kissThan just a kiss Less than a minute, more than a lifetimeAlways rememberedA time stood stillMore than flesh meeting fleshTongue entwined with tongueMuch more thanA polite helloA parting of the lipsIf it's good...a part...
I am a lover of words. I like What they do to my tongue.Each letter Whispers its own tune To me, When spoken together A song. Like love, How it opens the lips, Extends the tongue, Closes with a kiss, Sounds hopeful. How the letter O, When accen...
If I were near you, Lying beside you, You would have awaken to the feel of my lips on your body, The pull of my tongue and the wonderings of my hands Devouring you, Me tasting the sweet saltiness that is my reward Sparing not a drop I would be the...
Cara woke slowly, more lost in a dream than reality. Something was touching her on the inside, rubbing against that spot that made her catch her breath and see flashes of blinding light. The sound of her own throaty moans filled the corners of her mind. V...
