Morning Dove

Let's play a game,
Let's call it Queen of Hearts
The last one standing, should be two
And full of lovers' art.
You voice is singing through the night,
Your whispers travel far,
My meditating mind, and heart, have found
a stolen dove.
She's pure and sweet, and travels far,
Soaring in the sky.
Her wings they take her here and there,
and no one wonders why.
She dances with the wispy wind,
She sings, drenched in morning dew.
Her home is in the sky, and clouds,
Her love is within you.

Let lovers' lust and fairy dust,
Grace your weary eyes.
For reality is what we make of it,
and fragile laced in lies.

So dance with me my Morning Dove,
You're pure, as winter's snow.
You soul is distant, but close somehow,
Still nobody fathoms our woas.

Gypsy Spirit

Pick a destination
Any one at that
A gyspy at heart
A spirit soul,
Unattached to places,
Free to flow.
Travel with me from across the globe, to a point that we both know,
My love is strong, though head held low,
Let's dance in rain or snow.
Shadows encase us in the bliss of dreams unkown.

Secretly encompass, with arms and sheets of Egyptian cotton...
Proud, too proud, we are.
Biting tongues while biting lips
Dancing, motions of our hips

Can you remember?

Can you remember in detail:
Heavy breathing
Shaking thighs
Moving as one?
Can you remember in detail:
Soft breathing
Holding tight
Falling asleep?
Can you remember in detail:
Waking to the sun peaking through the window
Tangled sheets,
Naked bodies, in the heat?
Can you remember in detail:
All of that on repeat?

Bound

Bound.
There is something so beautiful, and alluring about being bound.
Bound by love, bound by lust...
Bound by leather, bound by cuffs...
Bound by you.

There is something so tempting, so tasteful and so teasing about being bound... About binding you, and you binding me, in your love, and only you hold the key.

I could travel land and sea...
But in my dreams, we are bound.
Is reality a façade, or are we bound to our dreams?
Have we delved into a world, where only we can see?
My dangerous love, you have bound me... But does that make us free?
Free and open to the idea of "we"?

Dance with me,
Let our bodies create a rhythm here in the sand and sound of crashing seas.
Become bound to me.
Glide with me, between the sheets, let your dark desires free, whips and chains,
Baby please...

Remain bound to me...
In our Ecstasy...
Sweet skin, sweet sin, sweet sex, yes please...
Lost in lust, lost in love, lost in luring each other off track...
Finding solace in our weak...
Hearts, lost at sea.

Bound by water, surrounding thee...
Lost at sea, bound by waves, beautiful waves
Crashing, dancing, bound by...
Peace.

Serene Eternity

Haven't been home in days,
But have felt more at home on the road,
Than ever before.
I've traveled land and sea...
Air...
Floating.
My dreams are cascading into reality!
Dancing in the sand as the waves crash at my ankles.
I wish this was my eternity.
This will be my eternity!
Serenity, peace and joy.
One with mother earth.

Sleeping Pride

Excavation,
Chipping away at my pride and swallowing a big, jagged pill.
We both know that the pill will dip me into pure Ecstasy.
How can one be so deadly trapped ,
Yet beautifully free?
It is a dance of two ,
Demons and Angels,
But my dear, you are my light.
Each layer I shed, I become more pure,
More true to who I am.
I want to inhale your sweet sin,
And exhale my poisonous pride.
Sleep with me inside of your thoughts.
Always.

Limbo

Yearning,
Sensitive to the slightest touch, I lay here alone.
Early morning, I close my eyes and dream of your fingers exploring my bare skin.
Breathing heavy, yet silent.
Wondering if bodies can be connected by beautiful, sexual, electricity... Through the mind.
The mind is powerful, and we are weak.
Craving, is it possible that you are craving me at this same exact moment?
In tune, like a symphony of rythmic music.
I enjoy this limbo,
For in reality who knows what it would be like if one end of the spectrum was completed.
Isn't there something that excites you about the silence?
My body craves you, your touch,
Your evil, and seductive thoughts,
In the most endearing, and addicted ways.

I just...

I sit here,
Very sick.
Depriving my body of basic needs.
'Borderline pnemonia' says the
Physician. 'You could die if you don't gain weight'
But I don't look fragile,
I don't look thin...
Some say my face is sunken in,
But I feel...average.
The antibiotics won't work if I don't gain weight...
I lay in bed, supposed to be at work.
Fever of 101.
I just feel lost...
I just don't know...
I just...

Holding my phone,
I'm temped on many levels
Peaceful sounds could ring through...
But I close my eyes and let the dark consume me.