don't speak.
come through the door,
throw your keys on the side table.
connect your forehead with mine,
close your eyes,
wet your lips,
wet mine.
i only want to hear the
inhale and exhale of your breathing.
so,
don't speak.
grip my hips
now,
tighter.
unbutton my blouse,
remove it
one sleeve at a time.
i only want to hear the
soft gliding of your hands
up my waist.
so,
don't speak.
let my bra strap fall off my shoulder,
let it sit there,
let it tickle my arm.
wrap your hands in my hair,
and tug.
i only want to hear the
whimper i'll give you
when you bite the base of my neck,
almost too hard.
so,
don't speak.
let your hands wander
slowly up the back of my leg,
where it ends,
and back.
i only want to hear the
sound your hand makes
as it hits my backside.
so,
don't speak.
make me so hot... i'd beg.
i only want to hear my
desire.
so,
don't speak.
pull off my panties,
rip off my panties
if you must.
and give me what you've made
me crave.
now i only want to hear you
tell me what you want.
tell me what you want
and you will get it.
so,
speak.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
kinda sad.... kinda hot.... kinda deep.
i've been told the above. i've always wanted to be totally something. not kinda... but completely. i've never been outstanding at any one thing. i've always had a 'knack' for many things. a jane of all trades, if you will. i'd rather be the best at one thing, than second at many. maybe i'm still looking. maybe one day, it'll find me? how tacky that i just used that line.
i think it's going to be a long road to happy.
i think it's going to be a long road to happy.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
steal my breath
as we kissed
i repeated
careful careful careful,
with haste,
silently.
my skin swelled,
i receded
my barrier,
just one,
cautiously.
the tide rushed.
my heart screamed.
she sent the gate to
the ground,
with fury. with fright.
she's not accepting strangers.
she doesn't take solicitors.
she's selective.
seductive.
she'll tell you
"careful with me.
i'm tough.
i've got nothing to hide.
with every beat
I bleed independence."
she's a liar.
the walls encase her
in steel grates and
barb wire.
one might bruise
scaling their height.
tumble, stumble
collapse and crumble...
she's a liar.
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