Water

I would stick my tongue out in a blizzard,
to catch a snowflake-
Just to give the water to you.

Rap Song

I am fumbling, tripping and falling
Tumbling into waves of thickly hot air.
Caressed by dripping drops dangling were you once were.

Eyes Closed:
I stare into dank desire, liquid fire
May I never tire, may I stand eternally entranced
By mere memories of soft lips, strong hips
Cause what I felt may melt this skin.
I long to sin again and again, but rather
I remain standing- then slipping, then tripping
Till the ground greets me, meets me
Like the sticky air that brings you in.

Candy Canes

He loves me. What an odd thing to say. I’ve gotten I love your eyes, smile, ass, touch, tongue, taste, and even pussy, but never I love you. It seems out of place at best. Maybe I thought it, but that makes less sense than him saying it. No he loves me. He said so, in between scratchy moaning and slow suffocation. As sweat made our bodies slide, he took his tongue out of my mouth to put his lips by my ear to tell me to take every inch. To tell me how much I liked it. To tell me he loved me. What a weird place to put those words.

Wallowing

I feel content to wallow- to embrace my sorrow
I feel like I finally understand infinity

Figment flavors

Figment flavors of salty favors find their way to my tongue sometimes.

Fate

If I believed in fate, I'd say it was meant to be.
You were sent to me.
Instead I'd just say I'm lucky.

Undone

I called you last night, to hear your voice
I was thinking I missed you
Missed the way you held me
Like fire holds wood

If I could place myself inside you,
Wrap your warmth around me, your arms-my shawl
Perhaps the rest of the world wouldn't mean much, but then
I wouldn't need to call.