Penny Kisses

there is a sonnet
of torture
in the hours
spent away
from the ferrel
heat
of your gaze
the thrumming trill
in my skin
when the absence
breaks
and your fingers
fit like lock
and key
between mine
my nerves grow
electric
as your pale eyes
drink me in
and that one
cocky brow
does it’s comical dance
for my
amusement
but nothing consumes me
like your skin
in the dark
your body pressed
against me
your hands playing
new chords
along my greedy
flesh
stealing my wit
breath
and pleasure
until I’m left
with
nothing to
give
but penny kisses
and the cheap
promise
of a new song
tomorrow
and
always

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All of me

Written on my skin

The silent kiss

Of loneliness

Bitter in it’s proximity

To love

Dancing along

The curve of my throat

Longing to be

Caressed

If I curl against you

Will you squeeze it

Out

Chase it away

With the rasp of your

Beard

Clutch, bite, grip

Until my mind is

Of us

Instead of

Just me?

Will you smooth

The wrinkles from

My heart

With whisper soft

Touches

Until my head is cool

Instead of flaming?

Will you fill my soul

With the breath of

Harmony

So that the silence

Might leave

My bones?

Take it all

As much as you can stand

Every secret

Each truth

All of me

Folded tightly

Into the unending pleasure

Of being

Enough

Because

Being wanted

By you

Is exactly what it takes

To drive

Away

The dark

forehead kisses

 

unknown artist, found on Tubmlr

in the ungrateful grip of
life’s swelling stress
the obligatory demand to be
useful, responsible, helpful
kind

my mind is a hot swarm
of angry darkness
diluted only by anticipation

a hope

that your gaze might quiet
the storm behind my eyes

that your soft, warm kiss
might press peace inside

that your firm, gentle hands
might offer escape
from that brutal
prison
I lock myself
inside
to keep the world safe
from my wicked
black
truth

hold me hard

kiss me savagely

fuck the thoughts away

but make me ok
with that gentle
purposeful
persuation
of a kiss given only to

the cherished

the adored

the precious

your reward will be
beyond
words

the cocktail of us

Holding Down the Fort
by cookiekhaleesi via DeviantArt.com

my dark, your light
mixing and melting in
the chill of night or
the waking breath of day
the intoxicating scent of
you and me
heaven and earth
brittle at the edges
but soft, warm and sweet
like chocolate chip cookies
in the comfort of
pillows and fur
the warmth of your arms
and the bliss
of giggles
broken only by sighs
restlessly wriggling inside
our bubble
set away
from obligation
fear and noise
drinking in the
luscious
amalgam of
your dark, my light
I’ll take it all
in
careful
hungry
sips

Let me stay drunk
as long as I can

touch speak

the angry black
truths
swirling deep inside
my voiceless soul
rest willingly
beneath
your tenderness
touch me
press your love
into my skin
with the brush
of fingertips
light as feathers
the work they do
there
here
oh, everywhere
will never be seen
but the ripple
beneath the surface
is an undercurrent
flush with
medicine
to cure the mute
heated
and sped
throughout me
give me the reason
to ignore
my own
hateful thoughts
wrap me
in want
don’t grip me
in fear
my turbulent heart
is starved
for
your gentle hand
touch me
kiss me
find me
and I
will say
everything

Come home soon

'Sunrise at the lake', via SkitterPhoto.com

a fiery sky greets me
warm and soft
against my eyelids
beckoning me to wake
hot breath on my neck
long fingers kneading flesh
squeezing, pulling, demanding
the flame of need
urging a dance from
within
a choreography
my hips know
by heart

but
my fingers twist in
cold, empty sheets
the silence of this
empty room
burns away the beauty
of my dream
eyes open to a
dim, damp dawn
skin still hungry
for you
heart aching
for yours
bereft of all that I
take for granted

I can not wait
to tell you

so, come home
soon

Let my kiss speak for me

Our night

Night by psiheya via DeviantArt.com

fingers tangled
like our hopes
my dreams float
on an autumn breeze
glimmering
beneath the moonlight
my nails in your
beard
my heart in your
palm
we are wild reason
tamed by constant
pressure
I climb inside
head first
to feel the kiss
of loves sweet
insanity
perfect pleasure
in every step
until the exquisite
torture
brings my hands
to rest
on warm damp cheeks
the essence of us
mingling with
the crisp night
air
the salty breath
of my release
see me
as I ache
to be seen
never let go
hold my hand
forever
as we walk on
into
the night