Touch me as I lose control of my breath
Lower my eyes into the depths of fire
Invite my courage to span this low lit mood
Rumble over my curves like the moon
Encourage my glow to seek thy skin
With an eruption of goosebumps
Curl around my exposed knees
Bend until you’re wrapped so dearly close
Loosely drape sheets about your naked breast
Skirt my attention with tangles of your hair
Blow upon my fingers as you read about their days
Measure out the distance to the embers of my heart
Icy cold hands make your heart flutter flutter
Sip upon the brow of this thickly layered elixir
Put between your lips the essence from a kiss
Tag: lips
Infected (day 758)
Your beauty is infectious
Swimming around in my blood
Running through my thoughts
Hinging my smile at the edges
Putting a jump in my step
And I kind of like it
It’s like an amarillo in blossom
Shining in the garden with wide arms
Whispering everything I want to hear
Hands resting on my shoulders
As your lips come closer
Reach out and touch something
Then I smell the answer to my life
Lingering memories I’ve never forgotten
Because you keep coming back
You keep calling my name
Out loud all hours of the night
Reminding me to never let go
For without your pulsating heartbeat
I have never lived a single day
Never felt my hair between your fingers
As I look toward the sky in bliss
Watching unnamed clouds float on by
I smile, infected with beauty and love
At Four AM (day 700)
It’s four am and you’ve just dined on my seven thirty yearning
Ain’t no more lone stars buzzing ’round this night sky
Aretha Franklin making me feel like a SUU-PREME lover
I’ve got soul oozing outa my fingertips
Tracing edges of your naked hips with eyes-wide-closed
I let my words get a little bit dirty, just a little bit
A lazy mid-summer breeze shuttling through these sheets
Carrying the sweet smells of our four am lover games
It’s times like these where life stands still
Where lovers squirm silently under gushing melodies of desire
Darkness concealing tomorrow’s troubles
While a half gone glass of evenings red
Brings our lips together, exchanging our dogged passion
Into pure physical reaction, forever and ever
‘Cause sometimes it’s a feeling baby
Demise (day 630)
I heard you ever there
Calling loudly
Innocence curling off your lips
And building into frustration
It wasn’t my desire to push you thus far
Your demise denied it evermore
Safety (day 603)
Drifting through the streets of time
I fall over the edges of life
I whisper to the devils wings
That hover close to my leftover bread
I cry when I watch the sun go down
Perfect desperation I can never control
But loosely I dangle the stranglehold
The true release of tension
Between my staunch sober lips
Dragging out time
In a never ending hustle homeward
Perhaps it’s this thought here
That leads me into the bliss
Forgotten in a moments serenity
I’ve left nothing to spare
Summer Night (day 417)
Perhaps the clothes didn’t belong on your body
It was a sign that they should be thrown away
Tossed aside like a used banana peel
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It was all I could do to stop myself from clawing at them
Ferocious like an ravenous wild animal
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Practiced in the mirror many nights alone
That swagger that brought you to me was mesmerizing
Little things inside fit together like suspenders on tight pants
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Something inside snapped loosening the grip on consciousness
Telling me slow but yelling at me loud
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Slight smell of desire, tequila, on her lips
The night crawled like the lazy street lights
Of a mid summers midnight romp always feel like
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Memories cursed through my veins when the sweat began to pour
Memories of a smell I can’t remember and a night I can’t forget
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Breath that rolled out like a freight train
Synchronized with the wheels of motion stuck under our hearts
Whispering secrets into places that can’t hear a thing
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Slipping into the nether region of things that last forever
Remembering that not all things good will last anyways
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Lips (day 183)
Flapping the wheels go round and round
Waving the children; move right along
Lips they motion the absence of time
Lips they motion the absence of time
Wrap me in cashmere, watch it unwind
Peel it back slowly, wasting our time
Lips they crawl: searching, imploring
Lips they crawl: searching, imploring
Never mind what’s in the rhyme
Focus the grind on movement inside
Lips in the dark make movement less cautious
Lips in the dark make movement less cautious
Only today will bring us happiness
Forget tomorrow, I’ll follow you there
Lips remind me I’ve got no more searching
Lips remind me I’ve got no more searching
In These Shoes (day 159)
Fueled by urban rush
Styling through leftover plush
The balanced hair left a little smear
Sexy walks and glaring looks
No, we’re happy in these shoes
Give me blood
And I’ll ask for scabs
Give me cocktails
And I’ll ask for napkins
Give me rainbows
And I’ll ask for the rain
Give me eyebrows
And I’ll ask for the lips
Give me hair
And I’ll fray it everywhere
Now we’re happy in these shoes
Two Lovers (day 154)
Late at night; the hue hung around
Two lovers stood transfixed and poised
Naked to their eyes, car honks of agreement
Two lovers stand gazing and aroused
The stretch was done and the food all gone
Two lovers made their way to each other
Stop signs and eager minds
Two lovers make friends with their lips
Rock and roll, with disregard
Two lovers find room in back seats
Car boots, and door steps
Two lovers find the night far too short