Smoke rising, passion swirling within body energy
I made you uncomfortable
Stolen looking, naked hunger, memory inhaling
Brown gazelle legs, Life's art preserved beyond touching,
Polka dot ruffles caressing dancing fluid hips
I squeezed you hard ice...
Flatts - Holding On
Bare feet, holding her long white lacy dress up to her silky thighs, she walks to the rhythm of a solo piano movement. The thin stems of the green field gently brush her skin, paving away a path in this pastural landscape for their beloved blue-eyed dark...
With a beginning, middle, and end. Usually it's missing a timeline, but not this one.
Now if I can keep my adult-onset ADD in check...and summon up the self-discipline to actually *work on it* and *finish* it....this could be cool!
straddling my mindThey seem to have all becomethrobbing pulse points...Spilling across my surfaceFluidLike dark honey smooth and sweetUndulating as a liquid waveThey've become flamesdancing and burning into my thirsty skinand desire... Desire wrapped around my tongueMy body...
The weary sun this day does not rise
as the earth is rent in twain
by a booming blare spawned from a sickly horn.
Ragged hands wrapped in beads of Rosary
scrape their way up the fleshy earth.
A man near the opened earth, of no religion does he ascribe
who days ago did laugh...
my fiction writing project
Last night I did pretty well. I get ideas for this project in snippets - usually at inconvenient times, like in the shower or driving to work. So as soon as I can while it's fresh in my mind, I scribble it down on a piece of...
.The echo of clinking metal resounds and vibrates along the hillsPulsing, pounding like a heartbeatYou, mounted on your trusted steedYou, wrapped in your armorNoble man of strength and honorMany battles have thou fought and wonRough and worn and torn asunderThou hast returned to...
(Live Pulse Concert)
“The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over land” (quote from Pink Floyd Sorrow lyrics)
Leila, her image in the window, watches him walk away
Her door to this universe slams shut
He bursts out of the house,
Behind him the laws of science is about to...
From a fire long forgotten.
There is history there,
in that lonely pile of ash,
embedded in that ember.
The book is closed,
the lock has turned for now.
What was written remains,
emanating feelings with no reason.
Imperfect in every way.
She had no color to attract.
No thorn to protect.
Such things matter little when one is a weed.
But every few months she mustered a bloom.
A bloom not of fireworks and sunsets, the weed bloomed with a hushed beauty.
A quiet pretty...
Near lake Windermere, Lake District UK. Late afternoon, Miryam steps out of the car. She embraces a knee-high white backless dress, tailored to her exquisitely-shaped body and personality, her light reddish blonde hair tied in a bun, revealing the perfect slim line of her...
and full of emotions. It is like a release from all the chains which bind me. People who can write and express their emotions are helping others in a way. Writing and reading is an individual and unique experience between the writer and the reader. It is a connection formed...
Ticking clock and candlelight
The cold company of despair hovers in the flickering shadows
"I'm always here," it whispers
"I'll never leave you"
"Embrace me, let me in"
A siren's song for the unwanted heart
To wallow in the sorrow
Let go and let the pain flow...
when she comes in, dressed in black, in the middle of the night, am half asleep as she bends down to kiss me...I can taste her, inhale her scent....feel her warmth on my face...Excited, I jump up...but she escapes my grasp again...When I awake...thinking this must have a been a...
thunderstorm and rain,
Wash away my pain and fear,
Crashing my lips onto yours,
Blinding my sight with your eyes,
Freezing your face in my hands,
Hanging onto your hair for survival,
Submerging my tongue into your ocean of passion,
Embracing your body into my soul,
Lately, I've been taking pictures in attempt to preserve the moment. Everyday is a different picture, painted gorgeously in the space just above your very head.
As I sometimes gaze up at the swirling colors above me, I wonder if anyone else is looking as well, and breathing in...
My bleeding heart is broken, while never knowing the reasons why.
Sometimes I think that I hate you.
But then I step back in time.
How can this be forever
...if you dont stay to see me cry.
I just want to be close and hold tight
All you do, is all I need and if it's good for you its good for me, so hold tight
Don't turn away in fear, in this time and in this space, keep us here and hold tight
A tender moment lost in bunches of passionate kisses and light touches...
This one sweet gift I seek
All the longing I feel
The regrets I contend
Wind themselves round my heart
Blind my eyes
Clutter my mind
Buzz in my ears like angry bees
For this is how they perpetuate
Steal the senses for their own survival
And so the war...
for Dec to watch a new show on Netflix :) the 11th :) an Adam Sandler western show :) called the ridiculous 6 :)
In other boring news.. I vacuumed the living room :) and my dog chewed up all my old shoes :/ (I hid my new ones) kinda a bummer though..
I like old...
pulsing life within me
For all those steps I thought to take
I let you hold me back
You whisper slyly in my ear
I feel your breath, warm, yet I shiver
Words of seduction like "don't," "can't"
You bound me tightly, safely, securely
How warm the love left to the cold? How reaching the words no one reads? How full the glass no one drinks? How blue the sky in which nothing flies? How dark the day when gone is light? How moving the song no one will sing? How hale beats the heart which bleeds? How quiet the...
and close my eyes.
i will picture something pleasant in my mind
and feel arms that are not there
protecting me from the bad dreams
that enjoy taunting me and haunting me
so that when i wake, i wake refreshed
and fit to fight another day.
mist clouds my view
The metallic sound of a Fender
Grinds the harmonics to eternal ripples
The northern lights electrify my ribs
Your echoes reverberate my soul
Your ignorance amplifies my determination
Your heartbeat, not worth synchronized
The tone heats my bones
on a sunny afternoon
The ringing laughter
The warmth of wonder
The innocence of simplicity
The hopes and dreams that trail in your wake
Bittersweet kisses in my mind
You take the happiness I would give
The sweetness I would share
The softness I would feel
With an open heart
for awhile now.
Last night I had a dream I was back in high school and our lit teacher made us write a 4,000 word story... I obviously miss writing. But I still have this block I can't get past.
I need motivation.
For not taking that step before.
I know it's always been fear
From breaking that boundary.
Just want you to know
That I love you.
I'm just afraid.
Of disappointing your heart.
Of disappointing you.
I walk near you, beautiful inhibition
Always besides you
So paranoid by my affection
Be prepared tonight it's all knew
Only time we go to show love to each other
It's you, forever together
Tonight you'll see, I'm right here
Tomorrow you'll never forget tonight
her cheek blurred as salt filled tears fall soaking one spot on her silky blouse that made her a lady. Her neck and chest flushed by the heat of emotion as desperation bellows from her core.
Slouched like a child in a large brown arm chair, she gazes off lost in a familiar...
and I have an assignment due in one week - the first draft of a short story.
Most of the story is already in my head - I just need to write it down. It's about the same characters who are in the novel I'm writing. (The novel is about how my life should have turned out, as...
christian boy. Always taught to treat women like the princesses they are. He knew he was lucky. Dad was a powerful, imposing man, but he was confident in himself, so much so that he allowed his vulnerability to be seen.
He danced with his little girl at Father Daughter dances...
A clock ticking somewhere
Another moment lost
I can't seem to care
A yawning ache
In the vicinity of the heart
The walls that usually comfort
Press in, suffocate
Magnify the sound of my breath
The beat of my heart
There will be no...