Product Prose

Water

2005-09-16T09:23:00.000-07:00

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

Rap Song

2005-09-15T18:44:00.000-07:00

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

2005-09-15T16:35:00.000-07:00

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

2005-08-25T19:40:00.000-07:00

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

Figment flavors

2005-08-18T10:20:00.000-07:00

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

Fate

2005-07-15T19:54:00.000-07:00

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

2005-06-17T18:30:00.000-07:00

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.

The Green Couch

2005-06-08T15:30:00.000-07:00

I will have a dream that I am sitting in the sun
on a Green Couch
with your head resting on me
so that I can easily bend down and give you kisses
and you will smile happily and dreamily
until sleep comes
and you will be heavy
but I won't care
I will hold you with both arms in a soft embrace
I will gaurd you from the floor
and the table
and the cold
and those who would try to wake you
try to take you from me
and there we would sit
On the Green Couch
and it will be so perfect that even Time will stop for us
to look and say, "that is how a day should be spent"
and Time will tell the whole world to take note
because this is a perfect moment and they don't happen often
and everyone will want their own Green Couch
And maybe they'll find it
but while they shuffle off from place to place
We will sleep in our perfect moment
forever happy with the Green Couch
that holds you
and I
and Time itself