It’s my release My gathering together My focus Push and pull Thick and heavy Hard Soft Whispers and shouts Lust Kisses Nibbles Bitten Eruptions of wetness Deep breaths Quick sighs Low moans Hands on skin Mouths open In ecstasy Therapy
Month: April 2014
Storytelling (NaPoWriMo day 7)
Long story short I want to be loved Short story long I don’t want to be hurt again Or made a fool of Or give way more than I get back Or find out that I’m not as special as I thought I was But I’m willing to put myself out there Open my heart…
Horizon (NaPoWriMo day 6)
if you closed your eyes to the confusion in your midst you could open your heart to the promise of our love and if you dared to let the drama fall away you might realize that darkness comes most often heavily before the dawn then if you could bear to let the burden be shared…
Hair Apparent (NaPoWriMo day 9)
Never picture perfect Tousled and uneven Corkscrewed and curlicued Shaggy or shorn Painted purple Or blatantly blonde Tamed and twisted Or let lioness loose Tenuous tugs through the tangles The texture is pleasure personified The sheer weight of it commands attention Presence. Power. My crown is truly my glory My light. My beauty. My story….
-ing (NaPoWriMo Day 4)
Eye gazing Hand holding Simple touching Back caressing Heart healing Soul understanding Love making Spirit increasing Mind blowing Future fantasizing Baby growing Belly rubbing Life living Cohabitating Vow taking Sweet sweet loving.
Desolation (NaPoWriMo day 3)
(All these years All these tears Why can’t I get this shit right?) Lying alone Alone Alone The echo resonates A consistent heartache No relief in sight I know there’s more beyond this now But knowledge is no balm I await nighttime and its calm Even as my mattress Holds me hostage Weighed down by…
Ruin (NaPoWriMo day 2)
Ruin Building skyscrapers of fantasy out of crushed dreams is the way She copes with the reality of her inadequacy The structures loom large over the streets of her consciousness Why is there so much traffic here? All roads leading to everywhere and nowhere At once This all a facade Make believe This can’t be…
hindsight (NaPoWriMo day 1)
hindsight i wish we could go back. i remember our very first chat. it was a friday. you were on a train coming from nyc. i was sitting at my desk in my office way past the time for me to leave. you invited me over to eat that very first night. i declined… but…
NaPoWriMo: an Introduction
April is National Poetry Month. NaPoWriMo is a writing challenge. Write one poem per day for the entire month of April. You down? Let’s go!
The Tenacious Virgo 