He decorates my hair with stars andcrowns me the queen of his heart What he doesn’t realise is that I’m the queen of the damnedand by loving mehe had sentenced his heart to torment
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Sipping
She writes as though she’s drunk stumbling around on high heelscigarette in one hand mouth ready for a kiss I’d kiss her if she wanted but she’s never noticed mesitting here sipping onher intoxicating words
Halo
I’ll be your angel – hold you hostage with my killer halo while you undo me with your wicked smile
Beneath
Beneath the insecurities I let you see I hope you glean the remarkable in me I know I show you all my mistakes underneath it all, I have what it takes So, take a chance and bet on me I’ll make it through, just wait and see This simple poem’s lines can be read forwardsContinueContinue reading “Beneath”
Touched
Artist: Henry Asencio, Los Angeles, 1971 Henry Asencio another man touched my bare skin today as I lay on a massage tableand it didn’t feel right as his hand slid over my backso I ran home for the remedy – I was only made to be touched by you
Weather
My best friend moves with the weather while I sit there trying to talk down the storm
Sore
Image found here on Pinterest My body is sore from our frantic love-makingfrom your touch and thrust my everything’s aching If my body remembers I really don’t mind this kind of sore is my favourite kind 🦊
Untitled Micro-Poem
You walk away and I say, “I love you” under my breath I hide your name in my heart where it will stay until my death
Shadow Desires
We touch in the shadowsaway from prying eyeseliciting sounds and sensationsothers would desire We kiss in the darkness where no one else can see If they knew what you do they’d wish they could be me
Sleepless
O, all these sleepless nights,I wonder what is wrong with meMy mind screams an answerinto the evening stillness,but I am too distracted to listen.
Secret Thoughts Within 