I've Fallen

I want you

Insatiably

I want you

To be bad

With me

Let’s do the unthinkable

Crafting shameful secrets

To feed our inner addicts

Have no idea

What we can be

Something toxic

Something lovely
Something for a split second
With a lifetime of regret

I’ll travel the world

Searching for the worst for me

Will you enslave me

With my sin?

I hear my demons whispering to me

And I am too weak

To not obey them

Do you hear them in the wind?

They are hellbent

To see this through

Won’t you join me

In the desecration,

The destruction…?

Broken bones

Against fat

It is 1999

And the artist is singing our song

One last time

Running

I want to run into your arms

I am not afraid anymore

to let you 

love me

What took me so long?

I know you will catch me

[but will you chase me

When I run away from you]

We can climb the tallest tree

And build a fortress

Wrapped in vines of our love

I am not afraid anymore

You have always been there for me

Why did I not see this before?

I let everything go

I want to let you close to me

Feel you against my soft belly

You make me feel

You make me feel real

Anyone could use their words

I gaze deeply into your eyes

There is nothing articulate that I see

I see a love longer than eternity

And deeper than the widest sea

I see vulnerability that nourishes

My every need

That is what you are to me

When I let you fill me

That is what you do to me

Gone Away

You been away too much

So much so that I covet

Your side of the bed

When you’re gone

I sink my face deep into your pillow

Inhaling the musky down notes

Of your remnants

I melt into your impression

Your side feels like you

I don’t know how you leave yourself behind

Holding onto me

Keeping me company

Cradling me fully with indulgent love

When you are away

We sleep together

In my dreams

I imagine our limbs woven leisurely

Memories float through me

Your scent lingers on me

No matter where you are

You are still my home

The Desert

The desert is so fucking
Hot
I am dripping
Glistening
And I am going to jump you

Slip and slide
We collide

There I go again, with that mouth of mine
Fuck
I am going to burst

Old School tunes have turned me
Into a dreamer
Of summers
Daytime fucking
Meat filled BBQs

Around the way girls
Swagger
Mixed Tapes
Pheromones
and Oakland booty

Fire hydrants
Can't cool me
Off

Bass booms
rumble my belly
I am lost in 1990

Most Recently

So many words

Thoughts and stories

Emotional musings

Take me over

I yield

And have no time

For what is real

Just words and thoughts

Words and thoughts

I put them in their perfect place

Saving them

Savoring them

Each line emerges

From my fingertips, my lips

With a mind of it’s own

I have lost all control

My Apologies

I say "thank you"

To disguise my selfishness

My gratitude is derived from my own indulgence

I don’t really know

Anything

I have great fantasies

That write poems on the lives of others

My mind is full of boxes

Still life photographs, filed neatly

Thoughts waiting to be admired

Breathless moments

Smells, tastes, textures

electric sensations that run through my breasts

Glimpses of secrets

Glimpses of tangled bodies and hair

A knowing

Feeling

A surrendering of sorts

Sounds of breathy voices

Speaking eloquent words

To use and abuse, for my own agenda

My conflict comes over the dichotomy

Between perception

And the confines of reality

I cave in, again, to my fantasy

 There is a wild beast inside of me

And that is not becoming of a lady

Thank you

If there is a right way to thank you
This is it

Thank you for worshiping my cunt
Making full meals out of my vagina
And letting me smother your face
As I rode you with my pussy

Thank you for fucking my ass slow and patient
Then hard
And listening to my hips
As you pulled them toward yourself
(I sure wish I could return the favor)

Thank you for giving me a taste
For the proper fuck I deserved
For being a Pussy Lover
and letting me be your Pussy

You may never know what a conquest you were
I actually enjoy desecration
And I couldn't have orchestrated our relationship better

We may have been
Two empty Fuckers
Wishing we knew love
But our version of wrong
sure felt right

In some ways we are so alike
Our addictions to all that is visceral
The pleasure in creating pleasure
The pleasure in creating pain
The power derived through the process

Sometimes I don't want to give it up

A Moment

Words cannot be replace

Naked vulnerability

Seeing and being seen

In the light of day

In the darkest of nights

I caught a glimpse of you

One time

I watched you sleep

Your body draped over my bed

I admired your inherent beauty

Your soul came to say hello to me

You took deep breaths

Let them out slowly

Your chest raised and lowered in a rhythmic cadence

Peaceful, contented

Your gratified cock

Was flaccid and beautiful

In that moment

I wanted to devour it again

A portrait of you

Remains in my mind

For only me to see you

All of you, in your nakedness

I wonder if you knew what I would see of you

The next morning

When, at night, you had me bent over

Fucking my ass like no tomorrow

For us, there was no tomorrow

But a moment

There was a moment

Your Sex

I miss your sex

the carnality and debasement

the objectifying touch

That worked me so,

So good

You knew me well

That was the perception

Although many words were not exchanged

(No sober words to speak of)

Our fingers, toes, thighs, lips made music and poetry

A lifetime worth of sustenance and rumination
Guttural sounds emerge as I close my eyes 
Around indulgent thoughts of you

I loved your cock

I loved when you shoved my head down over it
greedily slipping it into my throat

I loved the fragrance and texture of your beard

I still know the flavor: my Pussy

In many ways you ruined me

We fucked
and fucked

You were my freedom for a very short time