Category Archives: Poetry

Press the button, press the soft spot. My eyes watching your movements with my hands gliding slowly across the sides of you, Gliding the edges of your skin. I’m sliding along you. I’m smelling you as my chest presses closely. I’m feeling you, I’m concentrated. I’m pushing softly now. Weight balanced, legs holding… my handsContinue reading “Press Play.”

Walking to my space, I greet you at the door. Quietly holding back, quietly undressing you. I satisfy the urge with soft kisses. I feel you. I’m delicate now, as I move through the motions, silent. My words calculate my thoughts carefully. I’m watching. I’m selective and soft for it. As I crawl upon you,Continue reading “Selective and Soft”

I’ll keep this up until it doesn’t feel good anymore. I’ll do it until it hurts too much. I’ll ride this wave until the water swallows me whole and your light goes out. Then is when I’ll give no more.

I dream of your skin. Your touch. Your face. I dream in color, and it’s full and smooth and sweet and wet. I dream of our mouths together, holding each other tight. Our hands touching, tongues tasting. I dream of our breath exchanging, perfectly syncing the ebb and flow. I dream of feeling you slideContinue reading “daydreams, scene 142”

Just go with what I ask of you. After all… I’m only a subject.  Right? :::nowiswhenyouwhispermesweetnothings::: :::nowiswheniletyoufoolme:::

I thought I was built for this. I thought I had a deep rooted “when all else fails” mentality of what to do and who to become that was full grown and encompassed. I thought I could shed the light, onto myself and others. I thought I was made for this. To be a fighter,Continue reading “Time”

I’ll quit. I’m not going to be pretty, I’m not going to be nice. I’ll just quit. I’ll fall apart, I’ll be anxious. I’ll make quick steps. I’ll be raw. I’m going to quit you. I’ll be circumcised. Cut from the cord. Craving the glory. Desperate and lovely. Breaking the bond. Breaking our hearts. I’llContinue reading “Lover”

There is such a void, A discipline like no other. A dark space wanting to be filled, knowing to be filled. There is such a lack, Such removal of luster. A space playing it safe I can do without. What a whirlpool, A grasping moment, Grasping for no one that wants in return. Remove theContinue reading “Please.”

Drip me with sweat Hold tight to this weakness that hides between my legs. Love me for every craving moment that we share. Uncover my hidden eyes. Seek the deep obsession that broods between you and I. Adore is a faded word that can’t hold the strength of you and me. I know nothing moreContinue reading “Giving and Taking. Repeat”

Eyes open in the moons light. Then is when I find you in my bed. With the softest of lips kissing the back of my neck. They graze against my skin, down towards my collarbone. Sweet breath creates the perfect tension. I turn soft for you in this moment. As you glide your hands downContinue reading “Constant crave”