I was looking for heaven but I found the Devil when I found you. Twisting and pulling me down. Dragging my soul towards you. And inviting me to stay. With longing and lust. With your passionate kisses and electrifying touches. I was damned in that moment that I met you. But I was an unwitting … Continue reading Devil-led Love
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Shattered Glass Hearts
Do you think we could share just one more kiss? I want to see if I can find closure on your lips. And solace in your taste. How about one more breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I'd be full and happy until we part our ways. But maybe we could grab dessert in one of the … Continue reading Shattered Glass Hearts
Vanilla Hearts
Laying entwinned in one another’s tender embrace In a caliginous room Enveloped by a heady smell of vanilla coming from within a burner An irenic scene to a witness’s eye. But above those cotton threaded ruffled sheets A melancholy feeling was gripping and unfolding Those involved in a love affair of metanoia Maybe about to … Continue reading Vanilla Hearts
Broken
I think it takes somebody pretty incredible to love someone who is broken. To look past those broken shattered pieces, those gaps and faults and to view the complete and the whole. They have to be a gentle and caring sort of person. To treat someone with so much care and not worry about getting … Continue reading Broken
Regaled Anecdotes
A carpet of darkness shrouds around our meeting with the nights stars shining in a familiar ardent dance. The taste of vanilla spiced rum lingering on our moistened lips as you lean from the room into the eve taking a satisfied drag from your lit cigarette. I watch and listen as you regale me with … Continue reading Regaled Anecdotes
MidWinter’s Eve
So, as we sit in a darkened room in the midst of a midwinters eve Our bodies shrouded by towels and robes, akin to a comfort and delight that we had yet to experience together And we talk frankly about chasing dreams and following our hearts desires Of romance and emotions and how our feelings … Continue reading MidWinter’s Eve
Desire
I had never thought of my heart as more than a commodity A feature to pump blood around its empty vessel Merely there to keep me alive. That was until the moment I met you Until the moment I kissed you and my whole world collided. You don't realise the affect you have on me … Continue reading Desire
The Conservatory
Laying entwined with one another On a cold tiled floor Catching our breaths In the haziness Of animalistic desires and passion A cold sweat mixed with a hot fluster From activity. The smoke from your cigarette still lingering in the air Just as my desire and need of you Once again, does. The want to … Continue reading The Conservatory