Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

I fucking love you

I vowed
to never fall in love again
but when I fell for you
you made me realize I've never been in love
dammit 
I fucking love you



Friday, May 3, 2013

with You I'm more


you make me feel
like never before

the way you tease
the way you please
the way you deny
to make me want more

with you I'm more



Thursday, May 2, 2013

bitten by that thing you do


I don't know what to do
I think I've been bit
bitten by that thing you do
you know
by just being you
I'm bitten
smitten
now I Love You



Tuesday, April 30, 2013

now I Love You


I don't know what to do
I think I've been bit
bitten by that thing you do

you know

by just being you

I'm bitten

smitten
now I Love You



has love blinded or opened my eyes?


your stretch marks are endearing
your crows-feet compliment your smile
your "flaws" perfect
has love blinded or opened my eyes?


Sweet Rapture

Her aura intoxicating
to be near her
sweet rapture
to feel her warm sweet breath
against his neck
everything else would melt away



She Quakes


she quivers
she shakes

biting her lip

to hold back the ache

her quiver starts to quake

the dam almost breaks


Burn Me part two

burn me
consume me
don't quench me
but drown me
make love to me 
with your words
with your verse



Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Her Reflection in the Mirror

on a cold windy night
just after a bath

combing her wet hair
the color of sunset
thick to the small of her back

eyes of rose colored crystal
lips of a warm winters twilight
full and moist
loving the way they part just the tiniest bit

a perfect neck 
narrow and sleek
the indention at the collar  
with the faintest vein 
some would not like
what others see as imperfection
I see as endearing and unique

her full breast
the color of strawberry cream 
smooth like a whisper 
they sway as she breaths
her breathing makes hast

her nipples
they harden and stand
to the tune of her breath
her desire inside her
is knocking
coming to play

setting the brush aside
both hands glide down her waist
chill bumps appear

between her legs she teases
she gasps as she enters
spreading her thighs to get deeper 
she hurries her pace

it's been so long
and she's lonely
she needs this release

she usually doesn't do this
because of the guilt
so when she does it's because her heat burns
and can no longer wait

her orgasm is magnificent
the face she makes
one of sweet pain
her body trembles
riding the pleasure
the pleasure she hates

I wish I could speak
and ask about her day
I'd tell her I love her
that I will protect her
that everything will be okay

but I can't
I'm cursed
I can't speak a word
all I can do is watch her
and love her
as she looks at her reflection in the mirror
her reflection in me