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 … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Sting
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 … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Flavorful
I'm somewhere in the in-between of holding on and letting go I'm neither here nor there as my mind ponders what to do If there’s a whole world out there waiting to take my hand It's too bad I can't take control of what's happening in this land. I'm trying to let you go but … Continue reading Love Lost
If I saunter slowly under the moonlit sky will you stop me and swallow me whole? Your sweet presence surrounds me squeezing away any hope I had of escaping I love your warm lips and the feel of your kiss and the way your mouth explores my neck I love your strong shoulders and tan, muscular chest and the way your hands … Continue reading Swallow
Something is happening inside of me like a light turning on in the darkness. I squint because it's so bright and not something I'm used to. Butterflies are in my tummy and my lips part a little to grin. Is this a glimmer of hope that I'm feeling? A candle's wick silently flickers dimly, in … Continue reading Light
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Me, me, wanna be
Fancy face and carefree
Oh my, my- with my head held high
Stiletto heels, showing off these thighs
This lady dawned a party dress
And I’ll bite your lips for much less
Stuck on thoughts from a former life
Hope you’re happy with your hapless wife
No, no, no more strife
Mice in your pie! Feel my spite!
Police carried me to the Home
And they don’t let me loose to roam
Padded rooms and bolted doors
Shooting me up with metaphors
Literary genius I wanted to be
Birds slam the window, I’m not free.