By Vintage Black and Bree Leto With a piercing stare and unquenchable appetite— I’m one of the wild ones captivatingand fierce Slowly ever so vigilantlyyou approach trying to embrace me with velvet sounds —Casting that wicked magic of a wild cat whisperer— Yet I’mnot falling prey to your taming charms Inevitably you’ll fall in lust Everything else turning to dust against my sensual verses Sweaty, playful- breathing, s l o w Will you join me when I start to lick and lay down l o w rocking my hips— begging you /in verse/ oh, please come? Foxy feline needing fun Sighing feeling outstretchedContinue reading “Wild One (collab)”
Like a black cockatoo That powerful, elusive bird, You sang out your song In words I had never heard. You were larger than life An unexpected onyx sight, Bringing me so much peace As we sat in the evening light. Alas, like a wild bird You refused to stay,I looked for your darkened shape But youContinue reading “Black Cockatoo”
Take me to where the music is, Let’s uncage what I’ve hidden inside. Keep your interested eyes on me, It’s time to release what’s wild. I’ll push my body up to yours,And along your masculine frame. Put your hands on me Baby,If you want to feel the same. Feel my hips pressed against yours,Watch shadows dance on my skin. You’veContinue reading “I will be wild”
I dreamt of you last night We were intertwined on a crimson bed of passion Your lips devoured mine and we were hungry for all of each other Tragically I awoke with a frustrated sigh Oh how I wish I could go back to sleep!
Sometimes I wish I could just run out the front door of my life. I too want to be wild, spontaneous and carefree. In all honestly though, if I did slip away I wouldn’t know where to start. I’d probably return, banging on the door to be let back in.
Run your hands through my wild hair and I’ll show you my wild heart.