Tangled Up

Release me from these bare naked branches I’m tangled up in                                                  Because soon the woeful night will encroach wantonly upon my sin

The bark punishes my ass like a whip from the master I serve, with pleasure                          I reach for the comfort of the last lonely leaf to cover my pu**y, his treasure

But it crackles quickly in my soft hand and the only hope to hide me fades…                        Another lover I see coming over the hill runs to me and stares at my Jade

Burning eyes filled with lust he climbs up the tree taking advantage of me.

Sexy Tuesday Haiku

I kiss your mouth and feel your need for sex                                                                                       I taste your lovely magic wand and want more-                                                                      Than yesterday or the day before.

Moving Lips

Moving lips to breathe his name he reaches and touches my fragile frame

Pale white skin trembles under his grip releasing any thoughts of doubt

Screaming madness licking gladness and I slowly begin to lose my mind

Far away is the exact long distance of your unkept and demanding heart

My eyes close and forever is over.

Broken

I’m so sad I’m afraid my broken heart will fail. And to know you’ll find another girl- makes me want to be impaled. I can’t believe I lost you again… Poet, you have to stop, talking to myself…

You can’t continue to think about this

Or you will drown in your own tears.

What’s the answer? Where’s the relief?

There is no recourse for grief.

Daily Prompt: Leaf

Love is like a crunchy leaf in the cooling temperatures of Fall

Hanging on for dear life wanting, needing, trying to muster the call

Suffering but gripping a branch in the powerful onslaught of relentless wind

Sometimes true love can hold on-but sometimes the leaves girth isn’t wide enough

As it loses its grip, the leaf, like love, dies and becomes part of the earth.

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Daily Prompt: Sting

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These broken wings smartly sting but if you listen closely they also sing

Songs of sadness, songs of loss, songs that prevent me from paying the cost

It must be paid! Wisdom cries out, searching for someone to take the blame.

But I have suffered, I’ve been alone. What more do you want- to share in my shame?

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Daily Prompt: Flavorful

 

I’ll set these flavorful sex tastes on fire after I gaze longingly into that frown

And take you in my mouth moving my tongue meticulously up and down

Then…there, your lips part into a smile and suddenly you breathe in deeply

Inhaling as if needing more oxygen as it’s greatly absorbed by your lungs

Your life blood pulsating and pounding around about my lovely tight pinkness

An explosion of life is released and the result is glorious exaltation and relaxation

My heaving chest rests on yours and as our eyes meet-

I stir myself to wake up…smiling as if it’s a dream.

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