January 24, 2015
Let’s play a game…..
You will do everything I say….
No matter what, your eyes will
stay with mine, waiting for my
lips to touch the air, breeze you,
tease you….
Hold your head back, let me
see your throat, see you breathe…
Your chest heaves up and down, and
I want to see more of you….
Look at me….
Run your hands through your hair,
I want you messy….
Trail your hands down your front,
part your thighs on a sigh…..
Wet your lips….
Undress, bare your soul only
to me….
Now, insert your finger, do not
make a sound, I want to hear you
get wet for me….
Now turn, face the wall,
I am going to fuck you….
January 24, 2015
Dark moods ride my thighs as I
part, different sizes and shapes
penetrate….
Your green eyes dip and sip,
leaving a trail for others to dwell….
The night ends, I am now closed….
January 22, 2015
THIS IS A POEM WRITTEN BY A GOOD FRIEND OF
MINE. I ASKED HIM IF I COULD POST IT ON MY
BLOG AND HE WAS HAPPY TO OBLIGE…HOPE
YOU ENJOY:)
Night Belongs…
Not just for lovers
But the broken
and misguided
drinking Boone’s Farm
by the fire
Blasting music
in the attic
all alone in a panic
with a fat lip
brokenhearted.
Not all can see
Shapes in the shadows
hardly made,
by the windows
watching stars fade
writing poems
with a razor blade
inked in the blood
of love betrayed,
For you, night too belongs
And to the lonely feeling sick
to the crippled, incomplete.
Our solace lives
within the emptiness
Most who do sleep
fail to witness
been insomniacs
ain’t a sickness
darkness chosen
be our mistress.
Juan M.Reyes ©
January 20, 2015
PoeticDarkness 