Taken Me.

Eyes closed
face poised in pleasure
tension dissolving from its hold
unwrapping the tightly woven coils
of muscles around the bones,
clothes on the floor
tan-lines exposed
hazy tendrils floating lazily
heaven bound
nobody to tell you “no”
fingers clenching
time hard pressing
against a passion
a love story
without the love
the smoothness of
a liquid glove
I breathe you in deep
all the way to my feet
excite me
I am yours to keep
until you fail to please
for now the ember
burns white hot in these sheets
no need to wonder
just be
I surrender
myself at your feet
take me under
besiege me
rough and tender
do what you may please
sweat spilled
droplets of evidence
of the elements
to your ownership
of my willing body
paid-in-full
push and pull
you leave me on my knees
I’m yours
to throw or to hold
you have taken me.

Shhhhh…Just Listen.

I could not stand tall, any more – like before,
My feet trailed bloody toe smudges all over the floor;
The bandages would no longer hold – they would unfold,
My eyes beamed the secrets of so much terror, untold;
The home did not harbor the heart – torn apart,
My dreams and my goals had been doomed from the start;
I could not see passed the lies – in so many eyes,
My spirit forsaken by my own blinded compromise;
I would not dare allow – anyone in, before now,
My mind always sabotages good things to shit, somehow;
The things that are wrong – and have been for too long,
My memories haunt me all night until the moonlight is gone;
I am not afraid – of the friendship we’ve made,
My heart is at ease from so many kindred words said;
I have opened my door wide – invited you all the way inside,
Now it’s your turn to either come in, or run away and hide.
I cannot express enough true curiosity – between you and me,
I’m not sure which buttons to press and which ones to let be;
My hands want to touch – who you are, so very much,
To make you feel all that you can feel, and such;
My words want to speak – to your heart when it’s weak,
I want to paint the skies for you with the love that’s at your feet.
I could not stand up alone – and carry myself dazedly home,
My feet walked beside yours, tight rope, danger zone.