With every wet kiss
and every shared breath
pull me deeper into you,
until you become
the oxygen for my lungs,
the blood in my veins,
and the heat to my skin.
My unmet fire
unfettered
in your hands
becomes a blazing need
liberated.
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It starts slow.
A tentative touch
that blooms with colour
across your skin.
Like a meadow in summer.
A meandering through your thoughts
that gradually becomes a steady hum
as he takes up residence.
A delicious jolt whenever you come upon him
finding him coursing through your veins
feeling him pulse beneath your skin.
Not simply desire
or respect
nor even tender affection and regard,
but an awakening
to him
and to yourself.
With every breath.
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Breathe out the fire of this desire
and allow the flames
to crackle.
Burning up the hours
between yesterday
and today,
my kiss found
hidden
within the smoke signals
drifting
upon the horizon.
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Come closer
Find me
Light having been leavened
Where darkness had abruptly fallen
A path cleared
On two fronts
.
Come closer
Find me
Upon the path this maze of words you’ve created
Has left me
Adorned with memories
Dressed with your signature
Formed with touchstones
You know I will recognise
.
Come closer
Find me
See my words
Hear my voice
Come closer
And touch me
In all the ways
That we know
That we’ve shared
That we adore
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I don’t ask for help
which has infuriated those closest to me,
but I say
how can you expect me to open up and ask
or to share my struggles
if you have not laid a foundation of trust
where I feel I could do so.
Without fear,
where I know, unequivocally,
that you are present
that you are on my side
that you are for me.
How can I be expected to lay myself bare
to your gaze
if you are not even looking at me?
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A heart wide open
with nothing to buoy her
amid crested waves
falling beneath the surface
to drown of her own volition
in a sea of empathy
a relentless tide that spills
over her
pulling and pitching her headfirst
into the deep
the darkness feeding
her exhaustion.
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I want to know the thoughts that linger in his mind
when night closes in.
Do they render him sleepless,
his mind a hive of activity,
plans and conjecture,
a body fitful with want;
or is he able to pull them about him
like a blanket
feeling every soft pass against his skin,
an inaudible sigh within
pleasure pulling him deep into dreams.
I want to know the thoughts that linger in his mind
when night closes in,
I want to know if they are of me.
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Midnight finds me on my knees
voice raised in selfish prayers
whispered incantations of need
that, as they leave my tongue,
become burning hymns
to the glory of desire
and the desperation that takes hold
when you can’t get enough
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Violets and forget-me-nots…
somber notes for a serious girl
writing love letters
to the self she never knew
a mantle of disquiet
laid about her shoulders
voodoo dolls stuck
with the ill-tempered thoughts
of others
that leave her flinching
with every pin prick
staunching the blood flow
with grit
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The day winds down
Silence
Deeply welcome to this mind of mine
Constantly thinking and overthinking
I watch the weather change
Blue sky filled with sun and wispy white clouds
Becoming sullen
As though contemplating the coming week
A storm is approaching
I sit alone
Feet tucked under me
Watching
Waiting
Thinking
Dreaming
I imagine what it would be like to watch the storm
From within the circle of your arms
As we lay together in bed
Shoulder to shoulder
Hip to hip
Not an inch between us
And as the heavens open
And the rain starts to dance against the windowpane
I imagine turning to you
My body pressed to yours
As we dance
Along with the rain
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Siren Whispers 