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EpicFail TITS

Eyes of forest upon eyes of midnight   

our souls become singular and flowing   

like a soft and meandering current 

filling one and then the other   

and then the other again, 

until we are each the same stream 

  

Fingertips made of satin stroking skin 

made of silk stretched over stone   

my body feels heavy and hot, 

desire stoked into fire when we speak   

ciphers made of love and of dreams   

sculpted around our longing.   

  

Bottom lips escape into tight spaces   

between teeth and tongues dart out   

of their own accord to wet lips   

yearning to taste the first kiss that 

will bring with it the tide of satiety, 

but first of taste and touch. 

  

Sharply inhaling breaths forged solely 

from adoration reserved for lust, 

from a white hot need burning in my chest 

clumsy, shaky fingers grip my own skin   

while my tongue wets lips gone dry   

at the sight of your wanting 

  

The first long exhale, a sigh from your lips   

that signals your climb towards the peak   

has settled in and my fingers now belong   

to the pitch of your stuttered breathing   

and to the symphony of your wicked 

and delicious suffering. 

  

And when you come apart and I say your name, 

I splinter into a million tiny stars 

my soul soaring closer and closer   

to my sun until they begin to shimmer   

and float lazily back to my body 

where they settle in new configurations

EpicFail Jul 10 · Tags: lust, poetry, erotic
EpicFail TITS

I should have mixed the pain(t) 

before I raised my brush, 

a devil hatched a saint 

then stroked the white with blush. 

The redness of these eyes 

once radiant and lush 

would palpitate with cries 

in wounds I couldn't hush. 


I should have kept my secrets 

or mixed the reds with white 

I might have cleansed my spirit 

but grey was stealing light, 

instead I played with blues 

and envy's greenish hues 

it's magic I would bleed; 

another purple bruise. 


Soon I had a canvas 

that was black before my eyes 

when all the rainbow colors 

you might find to mesmerize 

had faded with the beauty 

and the portrait of my peace 

I lost myself in pain(ting) 

as I wept a masterpiece. 


The colors of the hearts 

that the world considers bland, 

I should have mixed the colors 

so beautiful and grand 

instead I bled acrylic 

on easel's, dead and damned 

then smeared the dripping pain(t) 

with the tears and years that ran.

EpicFail Jun 18 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 25 · Tags: poem, poetry, depressing
Lady-Apostate
Kiss me under the moonlight
For moment of passion of the night
Hold me deep holding me so tight
Under a beautiful site
Stars ocean waves we embrace
Wildly kissing passionately kissing your face
I'm so crazy over you

My fallen Angel I cry for you
For your love to rescue me from
My heartbreak
My fallen angel I cry for you

holding me
Making love under the sea
I need you to rescue me this life
It's Holding me against a knife
I love you Save me save me save me

My fallen angel I cry for you
For your love to rescue me from
My heartbeak
My fallen angel I cry for you
Lady-Apostate Oct 21 '17 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 5 · Tags: poetry
Drucifer


Sleeping and dreaming in this miserable darkness make up.
Certain for sure of empty congregational movements along the river bed.
Some still steal looks, pain is the reason for cowards beliefs.
Are you bold enough to be a coward like me?
None to guide my way in this hasty dusty tunnel to the underground.
Where I write my post it notes and farewells to those I've long since noticed have left.
Poetry is but the long hoped for excuse of wanting to be alone.
Cover my face with sunlight, burning greatness at the weakness in me.
Rattling bones as I close in on myself.
She was just the We in Because not needed.
I waited for Your sign in the night skies along the tree lines just like old times.
Times times and half a time, need not be does it matter ?

Dru

Drucifer Sep 12 '14 · Rate: 5 · Tags: poetry, poem, 666
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