This love’s a craving a desire deeper than the fishes- there is so much dark in me and though I myself can always see the light, the beacon, it may not flash so consistently for another locked into my orbit. I burn as brightly as the sun yet when I meet another hotter entity I…… Continue reading Phoenix Rising (poem)
I am adrift and un-anchoured. When you sit next to me the blue carpet beneath us rolls and the sofa pitches as if we are aboard a vessel steaming across a vast uncharted ocean. Waves rock and roll us and the motion is relentless- I can taste salt on my lips and feel the wet…… Continue reading Unrequited lust (poem)
“Would you do anything for me?” the question holds so many implications. I try to hold onto something more than what I am, but it all turns to snarling grimaces, to ashes in my mouth. Do we need to fight for me to feel real; do I need to let you hurt me feel your…… Continue reading Feelings (poem)
Oh mad world- you want to chew me up and spit me out so badly and I am tempted, I cannot deny the heady scent of your hot saliva, dripping, steaming calls out to something in my blood, something salty red and present which only wants to be devoured. It’s just that- there’s another urge…… Continue reading Chew me up, spit me out
Am I in you, like you’re in me? Could that ever be? Beyond the pure physicality of love, the mechanics which make it all possible; can you feel me in you, like I feel you; coursing through my veins with the speed and weight of a giant wave, a tsunami raging towards the coast of…… Continue reading Love; like the sun and the moon
His mouth- God his mouth. My lips curl upwards just thinking about it. His mouth is the warm place; the place where everything else fades away to background noise and meaningless chatter, the place which settles everything still raging in my soul. His lips brush mine and everything starts to fade away- his mouth is…… Continue reading His Mouth
The air starts to choke, I open the door my clothes start to smother, they fall to the floor the rain falls to me, I open my arms the water caresses, the lines of my palms. The shadows are dampened, the air is awake the light of the door glares so painfully fake I…… Continue reading Naked in the Rain
He traces a finger across My collarbone- I shiver, my skin becomes electric and I blink like a live wire runs right through my body and he holds the power switch. My back arches and my pulse pounds, as I knowingly and willingly submit.