CANDLES LIT AND WE FUCK….DRIP, DROP…..
BODIES SWEATY, BUT I WANT MORE, NEVER
ENOUGH….
ON TOP I HOP, LOOK INTO EYES AND HIDE, AND
SWIM FROM PUPIL TO PUPIL, MAKING YOU WATER
AS I FLOAT GLOAT…..
INSIDE YOU GLIDE, I, SLIPPING FROM SANITY….
YOUR HANDS BURIED IN MY HIPS, I RIDE HIGH,
NEVER WANTING TO COME DOWN, YOU SUBMERGED IN ME
FOREVER, I NEVER…
I FEEL YOU DRIBBLE, BLEACHING MY INSIDES,
BUT, I WILL NEVER COME CLEAN…..
I WAS NEVER MEANT FOR YOU, AND YOU WERE NEVER MEANT
FOR ME…..
I COME ANYWAY, MIGHT AS WELL SINCE YOU ARE
INSIDE ME…..
*’Mermaid’ photography – The ‘Mermaid’ photography editorial by Vitaly Krutikhin takes us to a mystical world in which this mermaid frolics in and out of water….
MAKE ME SNOW, GLOW, BIRTH WHITE FOR YOUR DELIGHT….
UPON THE WINDOW YOU HEAR ME THUMP, BUMP…..
LAID OUT IN VIRGINAL LAYERS, I SAY A PRAYER…..
NIGHT HAS COME, AND I HUM, WOULD YOU COME
NEARER AS I BECOME ICE IN YOUR VEINS?
NATURE BECOMES DIAMONDS, LIMB TO LIMB I
STRETCH MY BREATH…..
CAN YOU FEEL ME?
ANGELS DANCE ON MY LIPS, TICKLES AND DIPS….
I SHIVER, SPLIT, NO LONGER A CHERRY SIP,
BUT WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME ANYWAY?
TOMORROW I WILL LAY OPEN, EXPOSED, ONLY
A DOZE, JUST A CREAMY DREAM…..
*THE WINTER WEATHER WE ARE HAVING INSPIRED THIS POEM.
PICTURE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
THIS IS A NEW CATEGORY I JUST CAME UP WITH TO SHOW MY LOVE
OF THE SENSUAL BODY….HOPE YOU ENJOY THESE EYE CANDY FOR
HUSHED, SENSUAL MOMENTS;)
*ALL PICTURES TAKEN FROM PINTEREST…..
IF I WIPED MY MOUTH, WONDER IF YOU WOULD
TASTE OF GINGER, AND WOULD I TAKE A SECOND LICK
UPON MY FINGER, LINGER…..
WOULD YOU MELT UPON MY TONGUE, HON, TURNING
ME INTO CHOCOLATE KISSES, HAUNTING ME FOREVER
TO WANT YOU AND ONLY YOU…THAT’S WHAT YOU
WANT, ISN’T IT?
MAKE ME SWELL, DWELL INTO YOU, A PLACE YOU
DON’T LET MANY ROAM….
I WANT TO TRACE YOU INTO SWIRLS, BROWN TO WHITE
MY TASTY TREAT….MEET…GREET
YOUR SKIN WOULD RIPPLE, TREMBLE, TUMBLE
UNDER MY LIPS AS THEY PART, DEPART…..
YOUR EYES WATCH IN CIRCLES AS YOU SLOWLY
BECOME SEE-THROUGH, GHOSTLY…..
MINE FOREVER, DUST, LUST…….
I WISH I WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU IN THE WOMB, DOOM…..
NOW, I AM STUCK WITH YOU, FEATHERLESS DUSTER….
YOU PUSH ME ON THE SWING, ALL FOR THE TEAM, BUT
WAS IT REALLY ALL FOR ME?
LOVE MORE THAN ONE, BUT DOES ONE LOVE YOU
MORE?
COCKS TO DOCK, ALL TO FLOCK…..
ORGIES OVER POETRY, NOT A DRY EYE IN THE PLACE…..
I WELCOMED YOU WITH OPEN ARMS, BUT ALL YOU DONE
WAS HARM….
IN DREAMS YOU’LL SNEAK, BUT ONLY FOR A PEAK…..
WASH MY HANDS OF YOU, MURKY WATER, SWIRLS,
TWIRLS, YOU WERE BORN WITH CURLS…..
SHOULD WE MAKE THEM YELLOW, WITH A BOW?
YOU WOULD LOOK PRETTY IN A CURTSY, NO BUTT,
ALL CRACK, YOU BEING ALL WHACK!
WRISTS CUT, VEINS, CHAINS, LEASHED,
BEING A GOOD BOY….
NEVER STIFF, GET MY DRIFT, SO ON MY
WAY TO FIND MY TEENAGE DREAM, TO
CREAM ON ME, PLEASE……
I AM TIRED OF YOUR CLOUDY LOOKS,
WANT MY LIPS TO BE PASTY TASTY,
GROW A DAISY…..
I WALK IN FIELDS WHERE ANGELS
DOZE, FINGERS BRUSHING THE SUN
ONCE AGAIN….
*Digital Art by iya-chen*
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