tu m’as braconné le coeur * Traquée tel un prédateur * Tu m’as mise à genoux Et j’ai les poings liés Devant toi, mon beau loup, mon renard argenté. * Faudra-t-il que j’implore pour qu’un jour tu m’achèves? Que tu me croques à pleines dents et t’abreuves de ma sève… * Et me laisse pour…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
via Daily Prompt: None I spent all night searching my soul, looking for a reason, one simple reason not to love you… I found good memories, warm thoughts, leftover smiles and lingering caresses… But reasons not to love you, I found none.
via Daily Prompt: Control If you knew, the control behind these tied hands of mine… * Keeping a straight face at all times. Preserving you from the Mayhem. * You couldn’t stand the tide of my full throttle love.
via Daily Prompt: Apprentice I always thought I was allergic to jealousy… Not getting the point of the useless emotion. Wasn’t it? Pointless, to doubt if you trusted? But you made me your apprentice, and taught me against my very will… To envy others, some I didn’t even know. And…… Continue reading Jealous… Me?
Some would say you are an aquired taste… But I know you’re an insidious addiction… They tried to make me go to rehab, But I said no, no, no….
The warmth of her skin next to mine, surpassed the light of the sun encompassing the breadth of the city, I turned my head, and wondered why my fate had led me here, why at this moment, this second, the last breath I took, before I awakened and looked upon her sleeping form,…… Continue reading The Warmth of the Morning…
She leaned forward, slowly licking Death’s lips.. Then turned her back, and walked away, leaving It longing for more…
Tirée vers les bas fonds du sommeil… Les paupières alourdies par le poids des jours… Je n’ai rien à craindre ce soir… Car, je m’envole vers la sécurité de tes bras.
Her fiery thoughts threatening to flare up when her passions were at the boiling point my eyebrows, singed and blackened even couldn’t be doused by my sweaty palms and teary, blinking eyes Throwing water on her now would only cause steamy dreams increasing the mystery as I drew hearts and arrows on the mirrors…… Continue reading Conflagration…
Hopes and dreams, pains and doubts, drawn on the walls for everyone to see… Sometimes feels like my life is nothing, but a graffiti…
Cyranny's Cove 