You were starving,
Which I knew.
Yet your passion
Overtook you,
Curling you into
My soul.
Tag: curling
Turn the Page (day 970)
Today my wings fell off
Gravity took them from me
Curling and twisting the whole way down
Smashing as they hit the ground
For a moment I stood there
Dumbstruck
Unaware where life will lead
Unsure how life can continue
I bound what was left of my wings
Like one would a broken toy
Desperately holding onto memories
Avoiding change
My tail between my legs
I moped on, off into my distance
One mixed between here and there
A mirage straddling the line
Glide (day 789)
Would you glide under me
If I told you how tremendous your advantage was?
Gently laying your hands
Upon my aggressive hips
Digging deeper for anticipated passion
Rustling night air with sensuality
Do you like the way music
Catches hold of our souls and ignites fire
Hidden sublimely in the embers?
There is a saturation point
Where sight isn’t relevant
Eyelids gently shut and
Eyes rolled to the sky
Toes curling in an arching kind of way
Just like the small of your back would feel
If I were to encourage you
To glide under the touch of
My well trained hands
Like a man as a lover should
