Asphyxiate
Fractured skull
(Fractured mind)
fractured (mine)
the words nestled
in closed (deep) throat
enough room only
for your part(s).
not words.
i feel it welling up.
can't fight
through
these (hard) kisses.
WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO?!
is what i'da said
if
i c, c, c-
could breath
through
these (hard) kisses.
Push
flesh parts. shut. keep shut as my eyes tear. close them tight. doesn’t feel right. fingers toes clench as he, touching my skin, wanting to come in. squirm and push. rush rushing there touching there (holding down) he comes on top. won’t stop, keep whispering but can’t hear. ruby red drops. it’s warm on skin tears as clenching tight. i didn’t fight but i know (maybe i should?) wait? (should have said...no)...too late... ripping in cold flesh he rushes and pushes and pushes make his (and our) bodies like a pulsing ocean of fluids. (tight now gaping hole.) is all i’ve become a...? cold flesh parts and lets him in. it’s not soft and warm like i hoped, but cold flesh. my body belongs, (he owns my body) belongs where is my body? as i floating above, while he pushing and rushing. he takes and takes. heavy on top while i and my life just float away just float away shut my eyes tight and just float away...
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I can't forget
How warm
And wet
Your breath tasted
In my mouth
As we wasted
Time making what could be
Something that I waited for.
I can't forget
How warm
And wet
Lips press
Caress
The inner tissues
Of pink flesh
Thinking we should stop
But only after
Your body presses hard on top
Of quaking
Anticipating
Luscious hills of body
overlapping body.
I can't forget
How warm
And wet
Hips to hips
Forward to back we rock
No room to talk
Between pulsing
Lips to lips
Covering this liquid
Smoothness that flows
Through these bodies
Aching for more touch
Taking in with each
Heavy breathe
A warm and wet scent
Making me belong to you
Just for this moment.
Memories for Sale
Those nights lay heavy in my gut
Remembering those midnights
Those hours creeping up the dawn
(we didn’t even know…)
While u flattened my skin with ur fingers
Pressing down into my heart
That calm, milky flow of words
While between us was spent the passing of our lives
A slow ebb
Of trust
And lust
And both together
Mixing and churning
A soup of perfection
Thick,
And smelling so so sweet.
Did I really know you in those nights?
Did I really expose the failure
Beneath my skin,
And did you really relish
That weakness so much that
I felt strong in your arms?
(those nights that labored up the hours
to sunrise, while we never even knew?)
sometimes, looking back at those midnights
I could have sworn they would have
Lasted more dawns,
While now stretching empty beyond
These frightful hours
Is only the memory of your
Fingers flattening my skin.
You took a piece of me with you
(you didn’t even know….)