Grass blades prickling toes
dancing as I lift a daisy
from ground to nose,
sniffing my eyes high
to catch the right cloud,
jump up and hitch a ride
sailing to sit by your side
take your hand in mine
and…WAIT to see what you would do
if you knew I’m so in love with you!?!
The swoon:
meeting your eyes
across the room…
oh my swoon,
my chest
like a balloon
enlarging
as you come
closer, sauntering
in my direction
with determination
for further erection
of our firey connection…
Oh my swoon!!! You.
Dark my thirst
to drink you in,
stripped of all
inhibitions!
I stare still.
In your eyes
I HAVE TO DIVE.
Youthful yearning keeps churning for just a fistful of your energy, fondling my muscles to move, kneading my ass to shake, squeezing me to twist ‘n’ shout “OH, YES!” real loud as you make my earth quake.
In a labyrinth, with waves of silent echoes calling me through, palpable like rose petals wafting the nose to sneeze in spring,
I’m foggy, feeling my scorched earth, cracked in lines like wrinkles in the turf, reaching for your hand to save my being…
Melancholy, my mood follows me mad, knowing you’re gone. That is THAT!!!
I want to be your pussy cat, climbing up your chest pit-a-pat, nuzzling my nose across your skin to tickle-lick the nape of your neck, and with a head rub upon your lobe, my purrrr vibrates waves of cravings to your inner-ear, “I need you!” echos loud and clear…(Can you hear???)
You may not have a cat, but as a cat owner, woth Banchee there’s one thing of which I’m certain: at times there’s a NEED, not just a want to be pet, aggression when denied, staring at me as if I don’t love him, like I lied. I’m kinda like that.
When I think I’ve lost you, when I’m SURE that your gone, when I’m positive I will NEVER, EVER get to rub your head again, I transform myself into a kitty, and I pretend that I’m your only pussy friend.
Warmth swells
then seeps
across my chest
like GOO melting
the cold heart
beneath with the
effect of Your DING
unsheathed–
A sound Oh so
pleasurable!
I cup my breast
and squeeze
You held hard
between…
Here, my Love
will always be.
Throughout the darkness
(so sable, so very stark),
search for his light
beaming hot, neon bright
behind eyes at night…
His smile IGNITES love
the memories a warm hug.
(To You: What I write may seem strange, or deranged, or what the fuck ever, but as I understand the world less and less, daily feeling powerless to change anything no mater how much I may vehemently disagree, whether in marriage, family, friends, the community, the country, the world, NOT ONE gives a flying fuck what I have to say, and I figure you feel the same…I was going to quit writing too, delete everything, move back in my own head, mourned you a little bit, made me feel dead, so right now, all I know for sure is this: The world is going to shit, and I just don’t fit.)
Like the sun on ice during a Midwest winter, I know you’re there, yet I can’t feel you.
Beaming bright your light refracts off the world with a slice-like sting upon my eyes,
Slammed lids keep you caught within me where you warm my frightened frigity as you do things to boil my blood from toe to head in waves of warmth coming again and again until You make me become overwhelmed…
I melt myself back to life, a grin on my lips, knowing I’ve got you trapped within.
Your lips my skin
Oh, Love! I want
to feel your tingles
tickle me once again.
I need you in me!
Pop up my head…
You slip. You slide.
I open myself wide
I let you come in
play around but then
in the end down you came
Tongue lashes help me
atone for my sins:
An angel in my
DEVILISH MIND.
What’s my hook? I ponder as I cook, Do I have a hook today? And this is what the right side of my brain had to say:
I have a hook
in your mouth
I could put
to sink my line…
have you swallow
being caught
ALL FOR ME
and I’d EAT you
SUCKED IN WHOLE
I lick my lips in remembrance of the man I used to know, the one I never caught, the one who owns my heart.
