Red & Gold

 There you stood,

Wrapped in the most beautiful red dress, embossed with intricate gold stitching - 

The most pure smile on your face,

Your eyes glowing with happiness and peace.

A gold crown was placed gently on your head, as your beautiful dark curls cascaded down your shoulders, neck and back. 

I was speechless,

My breath stolen from me, by your beauty.

A goddess was standing right in front of me- and she, was You.

I looked at you with loving eyes, as you looked back at me and smiled. 

I snap back into reality,

Back on my couch, sipping coffee- forever cherishing this little glimpse of your soul.

Trustfall

 Trustfall into me, as I have into you-

I know this is just the beginning,

I know that you're afraid,

But take my hand.

I promise to be gentle with your sweet soul,

My words are true, 

So let my actions prove.

Let go of the "what ifs" and "maybes"

Because baby, there is something so breathtaking here; it's worth exploring.

Steal my breath, with each of yours,

And as you do, I'll hold you close-

Showing you, that you have a soft place to land.

This is me:

Raw, and unfiltered

Pure and loving.

I take care, and hold each and every piece of what others give to me;

Never faltering.

My roots are strong, and I have a confidence in my character,

Let me peel back my layers and lay them at your feet, 

While showing you it is OK to be exposed.

I want to swim in the depths of you, only coming up for air when my vision starts to go dark, and my body numb. 

Let my Siren songs echo in your caverns, as you quietly sing them back to me.

I'll dive in,

I just need you to let me,

To trust me,

To collide with me.

Fall into my arms, 

For my heart will protect yours.

Fall into my eyes, 

And jump off your cliff of uncertainties - 

Free fall, and experience the rush.

I'll catch you, if you let me.

Replay

 I press replay a thousand times,

On these few memories of you and I.

I transport back to the feeling of when your lips first met mine, and I dive off the deep end- 

A kaleidoscope.

I'll happily spiral up the staircase to replay the way your nectar tastes, a sweetness I am now addicted to.

Imprinted in my memory,

I'm slowing becoming addicted to all of you...

You push me down, then eat me out- as I gently tug on your beautiful curls. Your eye contact unravels me with ease.

The feeling of you on top of me, 

Me, on top of you

Us ...

At points I lose track of where my body ends and yours begins, and I revel in that bliss.

Ecstacy is where you take me, leading me gently, playfully, yet with confidence and assertion.

It's the quiet whispers at the restaurant, the hand on the small of my back at the coffee shop, the hard kisses in the parking lot- I play them on repeat. 

I often wonder, do you think of me? Do these memories made fuel you, they way they fuel me? Are you left wanting more and on the edge of your seat? 

Because I've laced my lips with mysteries and spells- dropping bits of my soul, for you to feast on. 

You slowly continue to crack open my shell, and inside you discover the depths of my Hell and the heights of my Heaven. 

Spellbound, and intrigued

Let me in, as I am letting you- I promise to hold the most fragile parts of you, with the utmost care. 

Let me see your Heaven and Hell.

I am bare, please join me.

LA is Burning

 LA is burning,

And this is just the start-

The embers dance on homes of migrants and the stars.

The sky is coated in smoke, thicker than the city smog, and the whole world sits back watching as they change their fucking vape pods.

LA is burning,

When will we start to see? 

The notice has been there, it was written in the sea-

The moon tried to warn us, but we prefer ignorance, then wonder why buildings crumble and memories go amiss. 

LA is burning,

I can hear the palm trees scream, 

I see the tears of Palisades as ashes coat the streets-

America sends "thoughts and prayers" as they do in tragedies, 

While inmates and other countries, fight to clear the scene.

LA is burning, 

It sounds like a cringe pop song,

I can almost hear the chorus, as animals run alarmed-

It's dark and it is haunting, lingering in the air,

And while some are fighting fires, others light the brittle flairs.

LA is burning,

I watch friends lose their homes- some strangers lose their photo albums, and their newborn baby's clothes.

My heart aches deeply, as with each disaster pings. I watch their children's art get sucked up by the violent flames.

LA is burning,

 But you sit and watch TV,

You shove pizza down your throat, and binge Reality. 

But reality is here, and we refuse to face, 

The havoc that it's wreaking, since it's not our own safe place. 

LA is really burning,

Our lesson never learned, so guess we'll have to sit back,  and watch another city burn. 

So grab your pop and popcorn, for this time it's not bombs, it's fires without water, and shitty church like Psalms.

Small Things

I'll embrace the universe gently waking me at 4am, so I can say "Good morning" to your pure soul. 

I'll gladly take the 6am video calls, with my room still dark, and my hair a mess - so I can feast my eyes on your beautiful face as you make me laugh before I even get out of bed.

As I fall back to sleep, I'll find comfort in the memories we've begun to make- and the excitement of the ones we've yet to create.

Since your voice has been resounding in my head, there hasn't been a day where I've lost my smile. It's like you meticulously and effortlessly ensure it's there- it comes naturally to you.

Can we dance in my kitchen to the sound of our own music - Will you show me, slowly, how our bodies can feed off of one another? Kiss me hard as I get caught up in the moment.

Let me make your coffee with love and intent, sprinkling bits of my heart on top for you to savor- explore the various flavors.

Allow me to pass by with simple touches, gracing my fingers along your spine as I playfully tease your mind. I want to linger in your thoughts as long as you'll let me. 

It's the small things, that get me-

I'll unravel at your feet in you let me.

Fiend

Breathing you in like Indica,

Swirling around my mind-

Leaving my body feeling the highest, of highs

Floating on these purple clouds,

Cloud Nine- far from coming down,

Coughing as you fill my lungs- with each gasp of pleasure I take

Never knew I could get this drunk,

On just one touch - 

Red lips, like red wine- smeared on both of us.

I'm on my knees, begging "Please"- let me just take a hit,

Your drug is the ultimate bliss.

I need more of it.

You see me raw, and down me like a shot of whiskey neat, when I say "No"

Yet, pop me like a bottle of champagne, when I say "Go"

Curb my cravings with a tease of absinthe and licorice, 

Just to bring me to the very edge of all of it-

I'd be willing to jump, just to feel the rush.

As Easy As Breathing

I am still drenched in the essence of you,

The essence of us.

From the moment we locked eyes, the world around me melted. 

Time froze as I took in your energy.

It came as easy as breathing.

It's like I stepped into your aura and was enveloped in the tastiest dream I've had yet.

The ease of the eb and flow had me speechless at first, but I soon found words overflowing in abundance.

You took my hand and ripped open my world in the most nurturing way- 

I blindly handed you my trust, trusting my soul's intuition entirely, for once. 

You took it gently, examined it, admired it, and played with it delicately.

I went from wanting you, to craving you with a simple kiss. 

Our time together, though short, was as intense as the beautiful summer monsoon. Fast, passionate, fierce and refreshing - quenching every corner of my soul that was longing for a taste of yours.

I feel like this rain, will breathe a new journey into our lives. The seeds are now watered, will you sit and watch them grow with me?

Devour me each moment your body, mind and soul long to- you have my full permission. Show the stars and the moon how you truly see them; in my flesh and in my eyes.

Let me get lost and cascade down your lips as you discover the deeper parts of me. Let me pull you close and grip those hips- Catch each gasp and moan that tumbles from my mouth, with yours.

Let me hold you and play with your hair until you fall asleep in my arms, because we both know I'm not one for drifting deep.

Who are you?

Where did you come from? 

Your energy is magical and mystical- 

Ancient and pure,

Powerful and gentle.

I see the absolute radiance of your soul, so fucking clearly, that I catch myself mesmerized... in pure awe.

The universe has placed you in my path, right here, right now- and I am listening. I am receiving.

I am welcoming this journey with a heart eager for exploration - 

Take my hand.