Barb-Wired Oracle

    Don’t speak   You would have thought he had barbed wire in his words- metallic lead in his throat. He could mutter words in a way to curse you, absolutely break you darling.   You’re always speaking Your words shoot venom Keep them to yourself-   Be a good girl You were so…

serendipities

  I can still picture the way those eyes ran through me, penetrating my soul. The warmth of his hand searing onto my cheek. I never felt more alive than in that spare moment. A flash of serendipity that casted me into nirvana for a split second; the only thing cocooning me in was that…

dazed and

  Why can’t you love me as we were   blinding and beautiful with just a touch of madness   darling now I’m damaged

I Fancied You’d Return….

    I thought- maybe if I don’t talk to you, then I won’t remember you.  The silence told me to erase you, burn you, throw out  every item I’ve owned that could remind me of you.  But all it did was make me think of you more.  I told myself- don’t go there, don’t…

playing with fire

    If I look at the sun too long will he blind me? patronize me?   Or will he blush?   I reckon that those rays would burn me alive make me feel alive

doll

You must have been so easy to love   The way you let that man walk walk walk all over that pretty little heart of yours, girl   I had watched him do it he held you in one hand your heart in the other   Eight beats was all it took   All it…

burnt offerings

You told me you were leaving   I watched you pace that empty house   It was more of a vessel   A receptacle   It held nothing but twisted limbs and foreboding bodies   I had lost myself in that house   I have no idea who I am   But you two  …

molasses

    I can still taste you on my tongue   Thrilling drops of butterfly greetings right on the tip   You leave me bewitched impractically delirious compressed with fevers   I begin to melt

imprint

  I don’t think he ever knew what love meant. He could never even fathom it; taste it, touch it. That mundane little soul never knew what it was. Although, he could say it. I would watch him open his mouth, tears forming in my eyes at the beauty of that singular meaning on his…

captured-

    You leave me miserable darling you have me grappling for air running ragged across floors   I would have hoped to not feel to not love these tears that anger me   Lord knows you could have loved anything if you it meant giving nothing   You hurt me your words, they wound…

Nights Like This

    I often looked to the moon for answers   I would cry for her sing to her fall in love with her much like that luminous sphere did   She would comfort me on nights like this when she was sitting low and my hopes were high   Those craters would spell out…

The Weapon of Tongues

    He tasted of red hot spice what Ares was made up of a touch of malice yet soft centered devotion   Crimson petals curled along his lashes spewed something cynical like he was untouchable   I could feel him throughout all seasons count my fever off with heat induced licks of his tongue…

A Song for Him

    He smelled like an Amy song coupled with shots of bourbon undistinguishable passion I think I might love him like one   I think I may have loved him with his tongue tinged in smoke and with his eyes lidded from poison he was no good for me   He was the one…

radioactive

    Maybe I would have treated him better if I had him If I could have touched him just once lay his body out over mine   I would have itched to be the one to crawl under his skin make his breath hitch Maybe I could have treated him better   Formulated our…