Sunday, January 31, 2010

Fate

Its complicated, I always say
Thats how I describe our love in every way

Its a twisted myriad of feelings at every turn
as twisted as we are, this flame still burns

We constructed the maze, planned every wall
Determine the length, size and width of it all

With its convoluted construction,
It would prove our destruction

Its complicated we whisper voices softly to the night
So twisted and perverted, how do we set it right

We have played the game, turned love into hate,
Hate into love, eagerly swallowing its bait

We tempted the Gods, our apologies too late
We must settle back and accept our fate

Its complicated we explain

Eternal Kiss

I fear that death is at my door,
With his steady patient knock

It announces its presence

I fear that death has come for me
Its cold embrace holds my finality

I am reticent as death counts my time
Its very presence lets me know I've crossed the line

I shudder as death sings its final song
Low and melodious its tune both short and long

I am quiet as death replays life,
I was a lover, a mother, a sister, a wife

I fear that death has found my hiding place,
It moves so easy and occupies that space

I cower as death lays its final kiss
Its added my name to its eternal list

A Lady Takes a Lover

When a woman takes a lover,
She devours him down to the soul

She will win his heart,
Cloud his mind to her faults

She will be cunning and demure,
Both seductive and innocent

He will be arrogant to her pursuit,
He will believe he is the chaser

She will dash his fantasies,
Hide demurely behind soft hair

She will flirt mercilessly,
Madden his heart, shake his resolve

When a woman takes a lover
She will chase away all doubts

Capture his attention,
Flood his heart with words of love

She will build his trust,
Gain his favor, docile and lovingly

When a woman takes a lover,
She will be unfair with his time

Stingy about his affection,
Torn over his obligations

When a woman takes a lover,
She takes his soul

Sunday, January 10, 2010

My Lover

and he whispered to me, in hushed sweet words... I need to not want you,

he tells me that I am his light and his salvation I ease the beasts and quiet the madness

he uses his words like a sweet elixir rolling over me, drugging my senses,

dragging fragmented fantasies out of my head and baring them for the world

stripped naked of all feelings, raw and open, I welcome him

he speaks to me, in a deep baritone, saying "baby, love, sweetheart" all those things he knows will melt my resolve

he whispers to me, "give me everything because I am a greedy lover"

he begs me for entrance, he demands my comply

quietly and completely

in guttural tones from that mouth he would utter, give in to me,

he would demand I pay tribute, letting my sex ride and torment him

he would say give in to me

he who drinks at paradise gate, he who taste the wine

he would torment me let his tongue peruse paradise

he who has drunk my wine, lay homage to my throne, worshiped at my feet

he who is both subdued and aggressive

he would take and he would give so equally

both my master and my slave

Mathematics

He says I am the "1"
But he pursues 2,3,and 4

His love being excessive
He craves for more

So he adds 5 and 6
As spice to the mix

When 7 became 8
my love became hate

With his #9
I knew it was time

Finally I said from you and me
It quickly became we

From I and you,
Now its a few

So if my math is right
Make a choice or be 1 light

E N T I C E

E verything is his final request

N eeding and wanting me, I've become his quest

T imeless in his pursuit, taunting and fearless

I nching away my doubts with a lovers caress

C areless in his lust

E verything begins with trust

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Death

It wraps its cool hands around me
As a lover should, it seduces me

It brushes against my neck,
In its infinite caress

It requests I answer its call
When we are face to face, it taunts

It beckons me near, it offers me a life with no fear

It is gentle, probing, inquisitive
Yet asks no questions

It is understanding, compassionate
Yet offers no joy

It is finite.

Lust

I could capture you, and entice you, let you devour me
Let you lay at my temple, let you feast at my throne

I could wrap you in my warmth, drown you in my lust
I could touch you with wanton and free hands

Explore you, watch you be ministered by my hands
I could whisper my wants in guttural tones

I could if I wanted let my lust consume you,
It could give you shelter

I could use my body to guide you
To where you were most safe

Then set you aflame,
My lust could, drown you in its conflagration

To my one true love

To my one true love, I place my heart in your hand
I lay my mind soul and body at your feet where you stand

With no inhibitions, without fear
I open myself to the world's painful glare

I would honor you