Would you…
Would you lend me your lap, just long enough, to lean against your chest and plant a few wisely chosen whisper down your ear…? Tomorrow, you can blame the liquor. But you know you don’t have to… My dear.
Category: poetry
Daring Me…
Daring me she was to walk along the top of her roof my safety line stretched to the limit falling into her waiting arms being most likely, the challenge of wanting to make the grade showing her I could do that me, myself not needing anyone alone, but braving the harshness, the trials my…… Continue reading Daring Me…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Le malheur, comme le froid, ça n’existe pas. * C’est une abscence un vide, un creux, un abyss viscéral. * Etre malheureux, c’est remplir une passoire de sable. * Et se demander où sont passés nos grains de joie……… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Try…
Try… To find where your lips fit the best, where they tickle me the most. I’ll only give you a thousand tries…
Paragon
via Daily Prompt: Paragon Once insignificant, she had patiently turned every sorrow and every heartache into overlapping layers of astounding strength… Giving herself a flattering, pearly sheen, worthy of any Paragon. Now waiting for The One, to ultimately crack her shell open and garner her… At last.
Like good wine…
You’re like good wine… * You make me giggle, you make me smile… You attract my lips like a magnet, around you, I’m febrile. * Please fill my glass again…
Yours now…
via Daily Prompt: Puncture Every sweet intention every thoughtful word Your feather tips poked and softly punctured my slowly mending heart, and inked your name across it… * You fixed it, you keep it… * It is all yours now…
Cover me…
Cover me with your butterfly kisses… I’ve had enough of caterpillar love . . .
Me…
If only I was a little more… If only I was a little less… * If only… But if I was, I wouldn’t be * me.
I would…
I’d choose you, was I allowed to, did you want me to, was I lucky enough to be offered to offer myself whole and forever to you, and only you… * I would… Forget the past, and stop looking for the future, I would live eternally in the moment,…… Continue reading I would…
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