I laugh in fangs, could I be insane, too
Tongue tasting tips, dips to my lips….
Will you watch as your jaw drops?
Wondering if you would be next to
drop dead or i could be in your head….
Tick-Tock and the clock knots….
Here i lay twisted in pink and purrs and you
My girls want to be be free you see, so,
i obliged, keeping secrets under the
covers, for lovers….
*Picture taken from Pinterest: “La Petite Mort”. French School, 18th Century | Lot | Sotheby’s *
Bleeding blooms, bipolar moods, and i think
Mind drifts, lifts, hoping you never
I the fool YOU tried to woo…..
Feathers faded happily ever after, then
you became shaded, braided….
I learned that YOU were one of the
many devils roaming this earth,
all disguised to hypnotize….
I finally woke, took a toke, and
POOF, YOU were gone, me sitting
on my throne!
*afira: AFIRA IN ICE QUEEN Photographer:Sing Lo Model: Liv Free *
Knees scraped, raped, looking for
a mate…but, could anyone love you
if they knew you were a soft boy…?
Heart on your sleeve, I believe in
*Picture taken from Pinterest, and inspired
Lighting bugs, childhood tugs, oh,
how i miss you so…tickling my toes,
just for a pose….
Barefoot, no cares, bewares, even from
*IMAGE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
HANDS UP AND DOWN MY LEGS,
MAKE YOU BEG…
THE IN-BETWEEN SPOT….
NO, YOU’RE NOT!
FLUTTERING, SILKY AGAINST MY INSIDES,
CAGED FOR DAYS, AND I LIKE THEM THAT WAY…
RED CIRCLES, RAW AS THEY DRAW YOUR NAME
DEEP WITHIN ME AND I DREAM…..
HEART PALPITATES TO WHITE AND I GLOW….
TASTING WITH MY TOES AND I KNOW ITS YOU,
ALWAYS BEEN YOU….
I HUM, DRUM..RED..YELLOW, ORANGE, BLUE,
BLACK, WHITE..WHAT WILL YOU CHOSE?
PUDDLING INSIDE, CAN YOU FIND, IF YOU
DON’T MIND SUMMERY SECRETS…..
WINGS BEAT SHOWING VEINS, WHERE YOU
LAY INSIDE MY WOMB, FOREVER BEAUTIFUL
*IMAGE FROM PINTEREST*
MAUL, PAW AND YOU FINISH YOUR BUSINESS
FOR CHEAP LICKS YOU PICK……
ROCK HARD, YOU PLAYED THE CARD…..JESTER…..
LAUGHING ALL THE WAY, ON HIS ONE HORSE
HAND PAINTED WHITE AS YOU RELEASE,
JINGLE ALL THE WAY…..
YOU WIPE YOUR PIPE, PIED PIPER,
CALLING MORE TO FOLLOW, TO FONDLE,
FIDDLE DEE DEE, BUT PLEASE STAY AWAY
FACE EMBEDDED, SPREAD FOR THE DEAD,
MAKING YOU BEG….
COLORS SWIRL, TWIRL AROUND ME,
MAKING ME DIZZY AS MY EYES
TURN FROM BLUE TO BROWN…..
MAKE ME FALL, CLAW, COME INTO
THE WIND, SWEET TASTING SNOWFLAKES……
LIMBS BARE, ME WRAPPED AROUND YOU,
SIPPING CINNAMON, OFFERING YOU THE FORBIDDEN
FRUIT…WOULD YOU TASTE?
MY SKIN COOL, CRISP, CHILLS SPICED….
I LIKE PLAYING IN YOUR FINGERTIPS, CREATING
RIDDLES IN THE AIR, IN MY HAIR YOU BLOW, GLOW….
FIRE ON MY TOES, NOSE, YOU KISS ME..UNTIL NEXT YEAR…..
*Warm reflections by Irene Sheri*
TWIRLING ME UPON YOUR FINGER, DEVILISH SMILE
I’VE BEEN CRAVING….
CHERRY RED YOU SAY, OVER YOUR KNEE,
BEGGING AND PLEADING…..
I LOVE TAUNTING AND TEASING…..
PRETTY PRINCESS DOESN’T LIKE TO BLUSH, HUSH….
I WAS ALWAYS TOLD I NEEDED TO BE ON A PEDESTAL,
NOW HERE YOU COME, PLUMB, AND I AM SUPPOSE TO
KNEEL, HEEL..FOR REAL?
I CAN SEE YOU NOW, LICKING YOUR LICKS, READY
FOR ME TO SPILL….
BOTTOM IN THE AIR, YOU WITH A GLARE…..
NO, MR. SIR, NO BOW DOWNS, I SAY WITH A FROWN…
ASS TWITCHING, YOU BITCHING…OFF YOUR HIGH
HORSE YOU GO….