Love me like you are mine.
Map me with your fingertips. Taste me with your tongue. Take small bites, a big bite, followed by painful devouring. Take both my hands as if you want me to be safe and then pin me to the ground. Take all your body to cover mine, holding me too close. Take my heartbeats, matching your speed to the sound. It's quick and rough and sharp and it hurts.
Take everything now. There's nothing to love. It's over and you are done. When you leave, nothing remains. I am no longer as I never was.
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Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Drabble #12: Have I ever told you how I feel?
“Have I ever told you how I feel?” she asked without subtlety.
“Not sure. Maybe. How do you feel?”
“Intensely,” she spoke as she felt. “It was a pleasure kissing you.”
“I wish I could be around long enough to fall in love with you,” he said seconds before he did. As he looked at her the moment became a memory. She was LA and he was leaving.
He left with a fragment of an ideal. As much as he would never forget, it would never be enough. Goodbye girl, goodbye love, goodbye LA. Hope to return sometime, someday, someway.
“Not sure. Maybe. How do you feel?”
“Intensely,” she spoke as she felt. “It was a pleasure kissing you.”
“I wish I could be around long enough to fall in love with you,” he said seconds before he did. As he looked at her the moment became a memory. She was LA and he was leaving.
He left with a fragment of an ideal. As much as he would never forget, it would never be enough. Goodbye girl, goodbye love, goodbye LA. Hope to return sometime, someday, someway.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Drabble #7: I scream the lyrics and whisper the beat.
I scream the lyrics and whisper the beat. I listen to your song never on repeat, but before the last cadence comes to an end - it's just one touch to start it over again.
At times the dreams, they look so real. At times I would try and fail to feel, but I like the way you look at me - always burning with a slight intensity.
Wait, your magic has left me only wanting more. Wait, this isn't what I thought it was before, but the song's still playing, just patiently fading - never ending, never beginning, only hoping - I sing.
At times the dreams, they look so real. At times I would try and fail to feel, but I like the way you look at me - always burning with a slight intensity.
Wait, your magic has left me only wanting more. Wait, this isn't what I thought it was before, but the song's still playing, just patiently fading - never ending, never beginning, only hoping - I sing.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Drabble # 3: The closer we get
The closer we get, the stronger it’s pulling. It starts as a look, then it’s a feeling, now it’s a touch, then it’s uncontrollable and willing. When your body nears, time loses track of the mind. You’ll leave your world and come to mine.
And I know the place and I sing the songs. And we dance to a melody and your heart beats along. And you bring the comfort and you are the laughter. And we share a smile and my soul travels faster.
In seconds we return, having lost only breaths. We move on, pretending we never left.
And I know the place and I sing the songs. And we dance to a melody and your heart beats along. And you bring the comfort and you are the laughter. And we share a smile and my soul travels faster.
In seconds we return, having lost only breaths. We move on, pretending we never left.
Drabble #2: My hunger
My hunger for you has left my senses confused. Starving for what I cannot have. You taste like music and sound like petrichor. You smell like warmth and feel like color. And to my eyes you look savory.
My imagination has led my senses astray. Daydreaming all night long. You look like comfort and feel like spice. You smell like a rhythm and sound like sugar. And to my mouth you taste bright.
I do not know your taste, or your sound, your smell, your touch, your sight. I crave everything that you are, but I do not know you.
My imagination has led my senses astray. Daydreaming all night long. You look like comfort and feel like spice. You smell like a rhythm and sound like sugar. And to my mouth you taste bright.
I do not know your taste, or your sound, your smell, your touch, your sight. I crave everything that you are, but I do not know you.
Drabble #1: I do not want to live
“I do not want to live,” my Heart cries.
My Soul responds, “Do you want to die?”
“Please help me.”
“You have two choices: Stop being miserable or stop being.”
“I’m almost dead but I cannot die.”
“Walk away from everything that hurts you. Look at it from a distance. Never touch it again. Never feel it again.”
“What if I can’t?”
“You must.”
After time, my Heart returns, “I know what it feels like to want to die. I know what it feels like to want to live. I know which one feels better. I owe you everything Love.”
My Soul responds, “Do you want to die?”
“Please help me.”
“You have two choices: Stop being miserable or stop being.”
“I’m almost dead but I cannot die.”
“Walk away from everything that hurts you. Look at it from a distance. Never touch it again. Never feel it again.”
“What if I can’t?”
“You must.”
After time, my Heart returns, “I know what it feels like to want to die. I know what it feels like to want to live. I know which one feels better. I owe you everything Love.”
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