Ruminating Night

Thick humidity you could cut with a knife and I sit in childlike wonder
Thoughts turning and rolling
To a time and place I yet not know
The thought of giving up my control
Handing it over like a precious gift
Full of trust and faith and love
Letting a night quite like this
Just roll and roll
Twisted in silken sheets of lusty secrets
To feel hands roam
Mouths searching and the fateful groan
Hands clasping and grasping
Not bothering to even ask for the everlasting
Just living a moment
A sweat-glistened sacrament

This ruminating night
Where fireflies fly
Twinkling their glitter light
I think the fluttering hands of my future lover
Have a healing touch
A fingerprint on my soul
To wipe away my past blight

Losing My Mind

Is this real?
    A strap falls from my shoulder
Who are you?
    Another falls to the wayside
I feel your presence
    Chemise slipping further
Percolating body
    In the humid night
Nipples glistening
    Rosy and tight
What are you doing to me?
    Chest fluttering and light
Hands skimming my body
    Feel it on me, Love
Dipping slowly lower
    To the heart-shaped glove
Looking around frantically
     For the time
The watch is broken
     And once again
          I'm losing my mind

Who's Gonna Buy Me Flowers?

I'm a sassy wench
Observing from this
Cold park bench
Watching the blooms
The romantic flumes
Fill all the heart raking rooms
With a cynical eye
I watch the lover's sigh
A bouquet of love

I watch her shy smile
Her gentle shove
Head dipping to his shoulder
And I feel sick
As if I'm becoming
Suddenly older

My eyes glued
To the scene played out
Before me
A whisper
Of folly
Who's gonna buy me flowers
To part all the
Spring storms and showers
Who's gonna bypass
All my cynical contrast
Who's gonna dare
To surprise me
Without care
Who's gonna look past
My story
With all its gory glory
Who's gonna see the girl inside
The one I desperately hide
The pigtailed girl
Who just wants
To feel
On top of the world

Careful as You Go

I'm bent before you
showing you my all
and you come to me
with the tender call
Hands spreading
tender flesh
preparing the mesh
You feel my recoil
my silent foil
Pink flesh feeling
the roil
hips swaying
Your persistent touch
never swaying
Intake of breath
full of all the saying

My hips arching
for the
love thrust marching

I told you beware
but you don't seem to care

I tell you I cannot love
but you
continue to thrust
your lovely hip shove

Deep in the tightest part of me
body aching for more
where others could never see

The tender push

Sacrificial Altar

Back arching
torn blouse
exposing one
quivering,
mauve nipple
Body ripple

Feeling the heat
as limbs lie in defeat

Mind racing
Capturing and retracing
my capture
my rapture
Silken bonds lacing

As sleep overtakes me
you come to
interlace me

A mouth so hot
untying the knot
A tongue so flamed
my body defies me
I cannot be blamed
Circling and
enveloping that
tender nipple
A kiss
that pierces my soul
body arching for more
on your altar whole

Hands erasing all insecurity
under the light of the moon
the eternal brevity

Sacrificial altar
where words
would otherwise falter
You speak with a language
that only my core
could possibly translate
without any attempt
to contemplate

Screaming in the dark
Clawing your skin
begging for your sweet sin
I finally
take you
in

Funeral Bride

Dressed in
black
Wrapped
in red
Blood dripping
from my
throbbing forehead
Smiling to show the fangs
I made it through
the harsh pangs
Drifting toward you
down the aisle
The long,
dark mile
You think I'm sweet now
just wait til you get me alone
I'll have you dripping
on my
deathly throne

You're far too innocent
and find me
rather complacent
When you least expect it
I'll have my fangs in your throat
so I can dissect it
All the words you say
Best to turn your back
and leave the same old way
I'll only break you
I am far from tame
and when all I see is your shadow
I'll place no blame

Knock, Knock

You gonna come knocking on my door?
You better know what the hell you're there for
I'll test you
I'll second guess you
and make you
Make your claim firm and clear
I can sense the fear
I can sense the wavering
I know
Because I do the same
But when you step on my porch
Light that damn light love torch
and hold it high
Because to tell you the truth
I can't stand the man that
knocks then runs
and then has the audacity to wonder
why I have my
six shooting guns