Her kisses
Burn
Slow oozing
Into my
Ravenous mouth
Tumbling down
My spine
Molten lava
Bumping into
My riveted
Being
Coiling around
Anacondas
Pressure on
Pulsating roots
Cravings itch
Quenching thirst
You burn
My soul
RLove
10.13.19
F/Italy
Beauty Bearers We are beauty bearers Of the Great Spirit I believe everyone Has inward beauty We’re all born With this beauty A Light Meant to shine Unfortunately For a lot of us That beauty was hidden Put down Beat down Used Used for artificial gain Prostituted and lied too Words were formed Of not…
White candle Sitting next To the fire Wick alit Slowly running Pushing tenderly Over the rim Pouring down Onto the Stained wood table Building a Luxurious reservoir Lava running wild Out of the mountain top Pushing onward Slowly oozing Towards the sea Blindly consuming Everything in the path Unaware and focusing On the present movement…
Some down and dirty sex. Slam bam thank you mam. Or sir. Is welcomed. If desperate. Lasting sex. Is something desired. Quickies are a thrill. But often leave the soul empty. Tasting of cheese sticks at Applebee’s. Great going in. And going down. Void of sustenance. Leaving regret behind. What is lasting sex? 15 minutes?…
Ink Meaning more Then just adding An “S” Onto my I-N-K S-K-I-N Forever resting Inviting spirit higher Your presence Your kiss Your love A permanent sharpie Imprinted on My flesh Forever seeping Deeply into My lonely heart Successively seeping Into a cavernous well Offering fresh water Nourishing Deadened roots Back to life Blossoming an Aborted…
My heart Sending a virtual HUG Knowing the path Brings pain Generational sorrow An ache Churning from Deep within Unstoppable at times Ever-present Peace to you Dear creature Of the earth Peace to you As you search The vast sea Climb the Tallest mountain Walk the Countless sands Peace to you Finding you The one…
Her enchantment Starting before We even met A whoosh Pelting me With anticipation Who is This woman? Such energy Around her Captivating me Through a Timeless connection Tickling my ribs With purple Red’s ruby kiss Moving forward With glee Gushing upward From the center Of my being Ecstacy’s mouth Providing me With a delicious Wet…
