poetry
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Make me your prey Sink your fangs into me Capture me Stalk me slowly waiting for the right moment to strike Your eyes separated me from the pack Your smile rendered me dazzled and blinded and while you crept closer and closer My ears up listening for the stir of movement Hearing nothing but the…
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Breezes blow through an open window My leg wrapped around your chest in a gymnastics of intimacy and possession We lay languid We couldn’t let go as we shifted positions Your arm cupped around my waist claiming while our legs intertwined Touches unconscious Conscious words stream while the melodies played through the speakers Teena, Marvin,…
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Order me To my knees. Head back mouth open stretched to fit you. Eyes locked on you. Yes sir. No sir. Breasts held high. Nipples pinched. Grazed with teeth while pussy drips Begging to cum Back arched with hands locked behind. Bend over and spread your ass cheeks wide Cold lube warm hands Restrained with…
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I made you too uncomfortable. To many questions beyond your comprehension “How can I support you?” “What do you need in a relationship?” “What does honesty mean to you?” My third eye inquisitive and recognizing frightened you with its accuracy You never knew if you could measure up to the man I saw in you…
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I took some of your burden. To create a space to place myself. To create a space for me to breathe To place my late night fears But you overflowed I couldn’t keep up Too many Too much Too few Fair exchange is no robbery But this wasn’t fair. There was no exchange. I carried…
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“I thought the world would revolve without us,” the singer sang The world demanded them their time their energy their gifts But in each other, they created a space only penetrable by a shared heartbeat Breathes slowed Stressed eased Spirits whispered With the kiss of lips, phones forgotten Waking up to fifteen messages and three…
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I was smiling When your words made the first cut effortlessly I felt no pain when my skin opened I didn’t feel the scalpel going deeper past skin then muscle then tissue Until you reached a door buried deep inside making me aware of its existence And shined a bright light across all the cavities…
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Thoughts Melancholy Needing to be held To transfer To receive To submit To be dominated To relieve myself To give over thought But trust But trust But trust Not for the faint of heart Not for the weak Physical Raw But fear But doubt But over thinking But this Stevie Wonder But this overjoyed But…
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A mirror reflecting no judgement Your silence Non response Letting me say anything Be anything Open No judgement No response I prattle on and on While you sit Silent I don’t bother with your thoughts Only mine
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It had never been phrased to her like that before. That the act of creating a story for someone was creating a universe. An act more intimate than sharing physical space. Was she reckless with her gifts? Or was her gift to create infinite galaxies for those who occupied her nebula for a period of…
