This daffodil wants to play
She wants to feel the sun on her skin
The rain on her hair, she wants to laugh with glee
Sugar, spice and honeybee. She wants the joy, the pain
and laughing in the rain.
She enjoys being spanked, or slapped or liking it rough.
She wants you and she wants you a lot. Think about that buster!!
Unsettling when I find myself waiting
muttered unsavory words under my breath, my lust for him consumes me
clouding my senses…All I can think of was the last night he was with me.
Drifts of honey flowing from between my legs, sweaty bodies, dimly lit room
and his scent…his masculine scent pushing my thoughts spiraling wildly like a brush fire
uncontrollably spreading within my senses.
You come to me in bits and pieces
a glimpse as fast as lightning
such fleeting moments in my dreams.
You speak to me in rainbows and moonbeams
I hear you on cloudy days in distorted language
of rain and thunderstorms.
You capture my attention like snowflakes hitting the window pane
You hold my heart so delicately in your hands and I long to see the depth of your soul.
I watched as the melancholy moon arose from the mediocre clouds
just another night alone upon a lonely sky
the moon attempted to question as to why is he perched upon
the clouds so high a solitary star on a bitter cold winter night
when no one bothered to reply he continued to watch the earth
while floating in the heavy dark December clouds
When we start a relationship with someone new we think to ourselves that this will be It, the One, my Romeo. And then we watched the cookie crumble. So I wrote a short poem about it.
We let our every breath drown into the raging sea
the bitter strife surpassed the hopes and dreams we shared
we let the silly pride and stubborn conceit
destroy what we built through the years
though my heart fierce and strong
will only hold so much grief and misery until it burst
into million pieces
The sting of your words cut deeper than winter’s wrath
my heart is bruised but my soul is wounded…forever
Kiss me passionately
while your hands roam freely
along the silhouette of my heated body
touch me gently
coax the fluidity out of my system
as you feel the velvety core within my folds
respond to you
Midnight rendezvous up at the attic
your heat met my electricity
and it was an awesome firework
sweeter than Fourth of July
A single rose withstanding
the winter’s sweet kiss
of icy dew and snowy drip
sipping wine by the light of the moon
so late into the night
staving off
a fear of another solitary slumber
momentarily basking
in silent reverie
staring at the bottom
of an empty glass
I dreamt of you almost every night
although I know
you are in a world too far away
a world of stardust, neon lights and moonbeams
a place far from mine
woke up and I realized I need to
look away to break the spell
Over a cup of coffee 