Monday, November 28, 2011

Eyes



Those eyes
Deep and brown
Smiling and laughing
telling me stories
-millions of them
of yesterdays gone by, 
the buzz of today 
and the hopes for tomorrow

those eyes
that examine me
measures me
and analyse me

those eyes that looks for signs
of love
kisses
newcomers

those eyes,
those beautiful brown eyes
what I wouldn’t do to make them mine.

A mad love



The way our lips form
round each others,
giving and taking
a beautiful medley of love

the way our lips part
and drive and pressure
and bite,
a perfect note
of ecstasy

the way your fingers
travel up and down,
brushing
caressing
yearning.
looking for the mysteries
that escaped you, the time before

the way your arms circle
around me,
drawing me in
tighter and tighter
the way we love each other-
with no space to breath

you consume me
your love overpowers me
your body overrides me
your strength overcome me
you intoxicate me

you annihilate me
you crush me with this devastating love
with this overwhelming sense of belonging

this madness must stop.
It.Must.Stop.Now.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

caresses


the gentleness of his fingers
scorched my skin
burning me with a longing
no gentleness can cure.

his fingers traveled up my sides-
a memory of what i always wanted
abrading my body
with a longing no memory can erase.

his gentleness
overwhelms me-
wraps me with a warmth
i have never experienced before.

his arms
is a safe heaven.
i think,
i just might like a taste of that-
one last time.

said.

He said,
stop-
stop with the tales
about work, collegues and friends.

Tell me,
he said
about you-
something interesting;
that's what i want to know.

he said,
he cares; in not so many words
but by that-
wanting to know what my heart holds

when everyone else just wanted a piece of me.