Friday, July 10, 2015

As simple as that


Could take me days

Could invent a sweet story

What took me so long

Don’t  ask

I don’t know
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It was the muse who left

As if in owe

I mean in awe

Or maybe

Sick and tired I got

Of the on and offs
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I saw the lights again

And I posed so they picked me

My eyes shone

My lips drew the smile

Hence I grew  inside

And  waves…

Danced at my sole soul

Time to thus

 Get back

Say hello.

;-)





IMAGE: Statuesque by Fiorello

Monday, September 1, 2014

Simple


I'm a bat
A just born bat
Fallen on the cave floor
Am I afraid?
Yes.
But only
Until my predator
Ends it up.       
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Rachel Portrait by KOOKIMOON

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Kiss, Do kiss

What is in a kiss?
A real kiss
A kiss for real.

 
That sublime connection
The divine junction
Of the two.
 
Lips and tongues
At sweet work.
 
A bond
Of two
Who
love all of each other
...besides the imperfections.
 
That only perfection
only  accomplished
 
Perhaps  enlarged
 
Maybe
  slightly intensified
By an orgasm.
 
An end which

at the point
 
        would better not
 
Intervene.
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IMAGE >  CONTACT by         

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

That Drama


 
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I wanted
To make a hassle
Out of nothing
 
I wanted
 
To tell you how furious
Say…
 How jealous
I was
 
I wanted
 
To pretend and play
One of those female dramas
So…
You’d come and comfort me
Uttering it
Once and again
 
 I wanted
 
To use that other side

 of my duality
 
But then...
 
There was
 
 You!

 
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