Days

Some days we’re distant, so far away.

Some days we’re near, feels like we could play.

Some days are hard, so very lonely,

Some days are easy, like your here with me.

Some days we’re just waiting to die,

Some days we’ve waited and take to flight.

Today is a day that I feel far away,

But I’m not worried cos tomorrow will come and we will play.

Your Sire

Long lean lines,

That more than please my eyes.

If I had a type?

You are it, I cannot deny.

You spark in me,

Feelings so primitive, so wild.

I’d have taken you in a former life,

I’d have claimed you as mine.

But those days are passed,

We’re civilised now, isn’t that true?

Or is there a spark of our past lives,

Left deep inside of you?

Are you happy for my eyes to devour you?

Does being prey wet your desires?

Are you happy to be coveted?

To be taken by me your Sire.

Never ever

It’s time I told you the truth,

It’s time I laid my soul bare.

It’s time I advised what I think,

Would happen if you were not there.

I think I’d die slowly,

A malignant malaise would unfold.

I’d die of a broken heart,

My body’d weary, prematurely grow old.

So I beg you my Beauty,

I implore these words you read.

I beg you my Beauty,

Never ever be rid of me.

Determined

Fantasy, reality,

For us made true, the same.

Whatever we can imagine possible,

We’ll make happen whatever the pain.

You and I are determined,

We have faith in our collective resolve.

And we have the wherewithal,

To conquer any problem, we will solve!

Love, our love,

Fuels this ethic, this pact we’ve made.

Love, our true heartfelt love,

Will bring as together soon, again.

Cookies

Wanting something so badly that it causes physical pain.

Needing that feeling, that chemical reaction, that drug, again and again.

Endorphins course, adrenal glands open up, oh so wide.

Feeding flames that engulf us from the furnace burning inside.

Melting all reason, changing the state of matter in form.

Moulding the mind and body into that into which lust was born.

Removing all obsticles that stand guard at your conscience’s gate.

Temptation has you, for you now my friend the time has passed, it’s far too late.

Every night I pray

Day follows night

Night follows day

On knees for each

I kneel, I pray

Do not forsake me

The happiness I need

Do not forget me

Remember me please

And as day follows night

And night follows day

I look for the signs

That my wish is on its way

That I’m not forsaken

That my dream can come true

That whoever hears my prayers

Will deliver me, you.

My Addiction

I can’t cover the tracks,

Marks on my skin.

Your touch, the pin.

Needling my flesh,

I must surrender to revelation.

I can’t hide my elation,

It’s visibly seen on me.

As I push the plunger down,

The rush damn near blows my crown.

Coursing passion in my veins,

Shaking takes me then leaves me drained.

It’s visible, it’s in my eyes,

Pupils dilated, open wide.

The rush I can’t ever get enough,

That ultimate rush as we make love.

 

This poem is written by Beauty and her Beast, the way we both feel.