Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Falling Into Grace

We tried not to do it

to give in to temptation

and save our souls again

But when your face was close to mine

We forgot who we were we forgot the time

all I knew

was that I wanted you

I pressed my lips upon your own

My mind said no this can't go on

But my lips

well

they've got a mind of their own

I touched your hair

I kissed your neck

I could feel you pressed against my chest

as your strong hands caressed my back

The sweet sweet smell of you long long hair

I let my mouth and hands do what they dare

because I wanted to feast

like it was the last time

My brain just spun inside my head

My poor lost mind was surely dead

My body had become yours

You played me soft

You played me hard

you strummed a passionate rhythm

against my heart

Oh yes

it was the first time

Whatever You Want

"Whatever you want,"

That's what you said to me

But whatever I want

You won't let be

You feign indifference

to mask lonely insecurity

And feed this fire

when you taunt me


"Whatever you want,"

That's just another lie

But whatever I want

I can't let the desire die

I fake a calm

let anger and pain hide

No one hears my screaming

on this roller coaster ride


"Whatever you want,"

That really is the key

To breaking the chains

I've attached from you to me

And whatever I want

becomes something new

I want to be free

from the memory of you.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Love Gone Cold

I used to love the way you are
But I don't anymore
I used to miss you after an hour
But now you're just a chore
You used to make me happy
Now you make me bored
You used to kiss me with magic
Now we never kiss anymore

And I used to be able to see a future
filled with flashes of your face
Now all I see is uncertainty
your face, replaced and erased

Oh I thought I thought I thought
But rather I only dreamed
I didn't think about the way you are
Only the way you seemed

Little Volcano

They used to tell me to
Look out for the quiet ones
I would widen my eyes and nod my
head in agreement
Little actress
that I was
I knew it was true
because I was a quiet one
No, not on the surface.
A hearty laugh
and a quick tongue
covered the truth.
Only I knew better.
Only I knew what
boiled and gurgled and burped
beneath the sweet smile
Look out for the quiet ones
One day they eventually
will explode

A Woman Named Jesus

***Note: when you read this poem, pronounce "Jesus" as "gee-sus" when referring to the christian Jesus and as "heh-soos" when referring to the name of the woman

A Woman Named Jesus

I don't believe in a christian Jesus
But I believed in Jesus
The different sects paint their Jesus in different skin
But I saw the skin of Jesus
I saw her eyes wet from laughter
and from pain
I heard her voice say "No not Jesusa, just Jesus"
over and over again
Jesus was strong
and patient and kind
Jesus was this way
without even trying
And when her heart and her smarts
fueled her toward her dreams
the ones left behind
selfishly clinged
With eyes downcast she told me of her sacrifice
Her life Her future
to spare them from their vice
Jesus my friend
I remember despite the years
and hope that somehow you are smiling
while I wipe away my tears

Monday, January 9, 2012

Visitation

The voice calls to my heart
I hear her in my dreams
The dreams that for some are merely fantasy
or imagination so it seems
incredible to their ears

I do not share the secrets
she tells my listening heart
her words dripping blood and pain
I fear will tear me to jagged parts

Out of fear I closed the door
out of anger she crossed the river
I heard her and I spoke
my voice only a quiver

And then I saw her through the window
a black wet shawl wrapped over her shoulders
Her hair dripping flowing over her face
like sleek brown wet covers

Her beauty beyond any sky
any flower any mountain
the pain in her eyes too deep
my face twisted and bled
my whole self began to weep
Only a glimpse and a moment to meet

Then she fled from my sight
my vision of pain and beauty
vanished into the night

Because Sex Isn't Love

"Do you like that?"
He whispers
quiet and slow
"Yes,"
she sighs
and loses control
Their bodies gracefully arch
and twist and curve and bend
"Does that feel good?"
He says breathlessly
"Yes,"
she sighs again
They groan from deep inside
their voices not their own
Their screams echo inside their minds
then silently they moan
She tenses her thighs around him
feeling his moist soft skin
"Do you like me inside of you?"
"Oh Yes,"
her hot breath sends

his body reeling

They have shared ecstasy

"I love you,"
she whispers

as he dresses hastily