Viper

Her scales-

       A delicate balance

       Between  lust&grace

       And a fatal endless agony

Smooth to the touch

Thick as the fear and desire

Her forked tongue tastes

In the air.

She’s beautiful

And she’s got her sights set on you.

She’s poised

Statuesque

But before you know it

She strikes

Leaving you

Without the hope of survival.

The Way We Talk

Words taking flight

On a trip, traveling up my throat

Flitting across my tongue

And playing at the tip

Where they brush past my lips

And escape.

But what happens

When there are no words?

A different form of communication

Evolves without trying.

Your lips on mine-

The pressure, lingering, intensity

All signs that show me

What you want, need, desire.

A secret code, no-

A secret passed

From one pair of lips to another

A conversation that lasts a lifetime.

This language is our own.

Tell Me That You Love Me

Tell me that you love me

I want to hear you say the words,

but also feel them so I know it’s real

and not just my deepest desires. I want

your words to feel so heavy that they create

fire from the friction of being rubbed against

your tongue. I want your eyes to show so

much passion that they make me feel

your arms grasped tightly around

me with just one look. I want

you to make me feel like

there’s nobody else in

the world meant for

you as much as I

am. All it takes is

three heavily

weighted

words.

I love

you.

Brief Satisfaction

I’ll seduce you

With my words

That kiss your ear

And tickle you with pleasure…

Until you can’t get enough of me

And require instant gratification.

 

With no romance or bedside manners

We’ll go all night

‘Til the sun peaks through the shades

And wakes you.

 

Then you’ll walk out my front door

Only to be heard from once more

But never seen again.

 

Because you got what you came for-

Hip bones clashing

In the heat of the moment.

 

And I got what I wanted-

To be loved

No matter how briefly.

Ode to Paper

Lines provided to me

On sheet white skin

To inscribe words upon.

 

Let me dispose my

Thoughts at my will.

Let me scribble, scratch

Or possible erase them;

But you may keep

The ones you like.

 

I hope my pen

Is as kind to

You as you are

To my general well-being.

 

You deserve a life

Of decent words passionately

Filling your body with

Their grace. But do

Not let them possess

You or overcome you.

 

For your beauty and

Potential are of one

That deserves to be

Shared with the world.

Indecisive Tango

In front of me

You stand

In black and white

A 50’s dream

With suit-clad arms by your side

Raising up

As if lifted by clouds

To rest on my generous hip

And outstretched hand

As the music begins.

 

Behind me

Stands my past

With magnified eyes

Waiting for me to get lost

In the distraction of music

And misstep

Landing a sharp-as-a-knife-heel

In the heart of your foot

So they can shout

I KNEW SHE WOULD HURT YOU!

 

But what’s behind you?

I can’t see

For the room is too dark

From the extinguishing sneers of my past

Reducing the fiery passion

Creating tension between your body

And my own.

 

But I want to know so badly

Regardless of how hard you try

To stand in my way

I’ll step to the right

And see your face

I’ll step to the left

And you’re there with me.

 

Hold me close until the song ends

Until then,

We’ll keep dancing

In time and rhythm

Side to side.

Let’s Run Away

I’ve never seen you before,

I don’t know you-

And yet

If you told me

You see me

Like the silver lining

On your ever present

Gloomy cloud

You hear me

Like the wind

Whispering the secrets

Of life into your ear

You feel me

Like your heartbeat

As your blood rushes

Through your veins

You know me

Like the abandoned home

You lived in through your adolescence

With the fondest memories

I’d drop

e v e r y t h i n g

Leave it all (behind)

At the chance

Of running away with you

For the rest

Of

Our

Lives.