Beautiful

I am a rhino.

I am a sieve.

Your the paramedic-

Morphines’ the drip.

You be the cheetah.

I’ll be your keeper.

We could be human,

And strive for something, deeper.

I am a rhino.

I bathe in mud and clay.

You can be anything-

I just want you to stay. 
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kitten toes

When I first saw you,

I was (so) amazing; confident 

and lovely.(Despite 

life’s bitter ironies).

Then we started talking, – 

and (baby) – I was charming.

I swept you off your feet.

(You let me bask in that façade).

Then, somewhere between Romance 

and Reality-my silhouette 

(was) forged in 

your eye…

(While,) my “I”-

finds you outstanding…

(There is no question, why).

The best things in this world

have been redefined, 

in your image.
  

 
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A WORD ABOUT FLESH…

Rapture holds
passion, not
infidelity.
(You have become
my forsaken
malady).

Ravish me.

The heat (is nearly
crippling).
I’m kissing,
your neck, (when)
my tongue finds the
sharp definition of your
Adam’s apple…Tastes-
so sweet, (and
so wonderful),
beneath the stubble
on (your neck),
your sculpted jaw,
and the other
delectable parts of you.
The salt of
sweat, leaves a hint,
in my mouth. Testosterone,
magnetic pheromones,
(fill up my sinuses,
head, and my throat).
And this divinity, almost
makes me forget, about
the pleasure I feel, every time
you move your hips.

Ravish me,
baby.

And slippery high moments,
that pale me-(just).
Pierce me.
Impale me, again and again.
It’s the flesh in my body, and
the ice in my soul.

fin

Frustration: (Enter Stage Left)

I’m gonna give it up,
because, “I likes you”, but…
I don’t . I love the
things that you, could do, to me:
but-won’t. There’s not
enough, (of you), to come
around my (back-ward,
dirt-road, no-excuse-for-a)
back-door.

Upon the knee
of optimism: “it’s
more colourful
than I thought”…
these township roads Continue reading “Frustration: (Enter Stage Left)”

ITS ALL UP

“They” say that I don’t know you
“They” say that I’ll get burned…
(apparently “they” haven’t
considered)….
Incendiary suggestions make me
crave immorality,
brands of sin, and depravities
still, (undefined, to the christian
world).
And, so if you don’t know, (although
I’ve made it
very clear)…
I think your the shit-(and yeah),
I think your pretty sexy
(If I could have your),
attention,
undivided,
I know I could impress
upon
(the) best parts
of you-(don’t know)-
(I’m sure you do): how
you
affect me. (For), I
think. I crave, I fuck-
ing adore
you… I want
to bring out
(those
aforementioned),
parts of
you, that I see every time; when
(I undress
you),
with my i’s.
I could devour
you, with
no repercussions, shallow,
REBOUNDing
or otherwise.
(I’d love, to
ride,
this out). IF
you
could take….(my wayward)
mind in
to a different part of
lunacy…(my very own-
ed) and heated,
insanity.
When I saw you
shake, (consequently);
it brought out
the worst in me. Filthy ,
and lewd, I could’ve
(so easily), reacted,
(indiscriminately).
And, every time you
brush against
me,
reality
leaves me; electric,
burning cells,
(laced with adrenaline)
consume me.
(From the inside out), I’m
uncouth, and I’m base.
But, when I breathe,
(inhaling deep)…
testosterone, so
close, beside me.
(It brings out) the
worst, in me. I’m
shameless, and impure,
the trouble, (could
be worth), admission price.
My soul, my
life…

I hope you’ll agree;
It’s all UP,
from here.