simple.
but with complexity
that is so strong.
not the fragility
of every other moment
shared amongst
so many
who never cared
to understand
MY complexity.
who never thought
beyond what my
magic
could offer them.
who never attempted
to help me
find MY purpose.
simple.
gloriously
intoxicatingly
bewilderingly
simple.
because
the little things
completely
outnumber
the big things.
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in your arms
beneath the breath
of your whispers
that everything
will be alright,
the ideas
that it won’t
fade easily from
my mind.
in your arms
under the soft
prodding
of your fingers,
the fear of being
untouched
is erased
and replaced
with the fever
of need
and desire.
in your arms
covered in the
tenderness
of your kisses,
the anxiety
that I don’t want
to hide
ebbs away
through the
unhurried
path of
your lips.
in your arms
sheathing you
like a capsule
holding a storm,
I find
peace
in surrender
to your
most intimate
touch.
in your arms
penetrate me
with your will,
shower me
with your rain,
blow away
the seeds of
doubt,
and fill me
with your
thunder
lightning
and
purpose.
Image by bittersweetvenom, ‘:Love signs:’ via DeviantArt.com
In the stark blackness
Of morning
Unfettered from the
Supreme rush
Of wakeful humanity,
There is pure magic
In the breeze
And the song
Of the
Frogs, crickets, birds…
They compose a
Symphony
For us.
Listen closely darling
As we kiss
In the pale, filtered
Light of the
Waning moon.
Inhale the breath
Of my sleepy
Yearning.
Pull me
To You
To the ground
To the pleasure
That awaits us
Amongst
Nature’s symphony.
Just
Before
Dawn.
Image titled ‘before dawn’ by ByLaauraa via DeviantArt.com
Apart
One too many
Sunset and rise,
We find one another
Again.
No space.
No time.
Touching timidly,
Kissing frantically,
The synergy
Magnetizes us like
Gravity
Between two planets.
But when
Our bodies
Finally unite and
Our skin burns
With the fire
Of our collision,
The flames
Are not of
Destruction
But of
Renewal.
Our love blazes
Hotter
Than the sun,
Fiercely
Entangling us
In the breathless
Creation
Of two becoming one.
Flesh to flesh.
Limbs entwined.
Nothing will be saved.
Nothing to be spared.
Nothing.
But
Our love.
Our need.
Our unending
Lust.
Like gravity.
a sigh of relief
I smile
I breathe
just keep going
that’s all you can do
but the little things
that make you feel alive
are the ones that are
the most fleeting
and while they
only last a moment
they add enough
light
to the darkness
to keep me
from going
blind
A loud click awakened me, and I felt everything change.
A familiar scent filled the air, but I couldn’t place it. The sun warmed my skin.
I blinked, trying to adjust to the light. But it filled me with anxious energy.
“There you are.”
“What? Am I free?”
“I’ve unlocked you.”
My hands shook. Oxygen seemed scarce. His voice…
“Come. No more hiding.”
Stumbling forward, I thought I recognized freedom, almost forgetting the prison at my back.
“You unlocked me?”
I stared at my rescuer, smiling.
But as I looked around, I felt my face fall.
“Freedom isn’t so simple.”
—
The above piece is for a Chuck Wendig writing prompt at http://terribleminds.com. I’m very excited because it clocks in at exactly 100 words! Those who know me well know just how difficult that was! 😛
Incandescence permeates
the thin cloth we hide beneath
Is it the sunset, or the sunrise?
Or is it us, glowing from within?
I cannot tell how long we’ve been here
Beneath these bed sheets
Wading in and out of
The warmth of each others delight.
It started with the promise of
Your hands, those lovely fingers,
So strong and reaching,
Clinging to my face as you searched…
Your clear, cogent stare seeking
Out the bubbles of doubt and fear
That percolated behind my eyes….
Your sweet, gentle, knowing smile
Popping each one with precision
Until my own hands softened and urged
Those lips to taste away any remnants
Of my trepidation.
And I surrendered.
In potent kisses,
Whispered words,
And gasping giggles,
My body becomes your candle.
You light me, ignite me, melt me
Into a puddle of sighs and pleas that
Dash against you fervently
Warming you from the outside in.
But still, we are incomplete.
Your coaxing and urging turn to
Pinning and taking.
No longer a question,
Submission is required.
And my stinging skin is
Reward for us both.
The last of your will
Lands, glistening, on my flesh.
Salty strands of love for me to
Play in, taste and treasure.
After our skin cools
And heartbeats slow,
You carry me beneath the shower.
Where the water pressure
Is a delicious reminder of
The wicked sin that is our pleasure.
All that you can deliver,
I want it bad
I want it again, and again, and again.
So that when I wake to see
Incandescence permeate these bed sheets,
I can smile at you and
Feel your smile in return.
Just as you are, my sun.
Pressure by Milk & Bone
Beneath the
Soft swaths of sheets
In the dewy light
Of morning
Your fingers are slaves
To my skin
Your breath is sin
On my flesh
I’m lost in the
Sweet pain
I’m found in the
Unprecedented
Ecstacy
Playful tickles
Turn to joyous
Surrender as
I watch your lips
Roam
Through the language
Of your passion
And then feel them
As they are part of me
On my desperate mouth
On my sensitive skin
On my slick, wanton flesh
Beneath this canopy
Created lovingly
For the girl
Who never grew out
Of such things
You explore the
Woman
Enraptured in
The adventure
She can bring
But beyond exploration
As you bury yourself
Inside my slippery
Sweetness
And my body sings
Our union
Under the blankets
Of our love
It is not that of
Two souls finding
Each other
But that of one
Reuniting
The pleasure builds
Slowly
Then fervently
Until our bodies
Are embattled
In the loving game
Only we
Can create
Years of searching and waiting
Months of wanting and anticipating
Weeks of planning and worrying
Days of packing and scurrying
Visits kept the fears at bay
As we excitedly ticked away the days
Finally, moving day has arrived
But then, this shit falls from the sky
Again, we want and wait some more
Until the moment you walk through that door
Take my hand and lead me away
To our new life, you smile and say
Where our dreams and goals mesh together
And the world will be infinitely better
Another delay doesn’t change a thing
Because I know what tomorrow will bring
Yes, we are close, but oh so far…
Hey… You could always just hop in a car!
—
Dedicated to my friend Cinny,
as she waits yet another day
for her Real Deal Hunter,
to come take her away!
Stupid weather. I wish you all the best in the world. And I’m praying for the next flight to remain on schedule!
The battle wages within.
She is a champion, driven and dependable. The heart of an empath. The blood of a warrior. The mind of a scholar. The smile of an angel.
But inside, she is a failure. A fraud. A broken down actress who fakes it because she doesn’t know any other way.
She is everything. Yet… She is nothing.
Do you see her there? Pushing herself in every attempt to attain perfection. Striving constantly to one up herself.
Do you understand what it takes to persist without persistence, to subsist without sustenance?
She is everything. No. She is nothing.
He sees her. Watching her struggles and successes. He is proud of her, regardless of her endeavor or its outcome.
But she is blind to his adoration and deaf to his respect. She can only feel her own isolation. She cannot be taught.
She is everything. But, she is nothing.
Until… He makes her see. He makes her feel. He makes her learn.
The world shrinks and life seems manageable. The darkness doesn’t seem so black and the lightness isn’t so blindingly bright.
She learns of respect, worth and hope. She finds peace in the corners she once ignored. And finally, basking in the warmth of self actualization… She is the sunset and the sunrise.
She does not have to be everything.
She was never, ever nothing.
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