Friday, June 29, 2018

deep thoughts #041

Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age?”
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck....
It will still drown your ass with vigor.

Cognition

Humble enough to know
I’m not better than anybody,
but wise enough to know
I’m different from the rest.

Contrastive

How could your lips be poison
and antidote at the same time?

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

appreciation

My sins know you very well darling,
and they think you're heavenly...

Calculations

Darling,
your worst mistake
was licking your lips.
-I wanted to bite them
the moment you did.

Your best mistake
was talking to me
about chemistry.
Intense sexual chemistry.
-I wanted to fuck you
right that minute...

Smart is the new sexy.

My worst mistake
wasn’t undressing you,
-though I did undress you.
It was taking off not just your clothes,
but the facade you always wore.

My worst mistake
wasn’t kissing marks
on parts of your body
that no one sees,
but loving your naked body,
and your naked soul.

We
are a notorious pair of sinners.

before we burn in hell,
let’s turn this bed into ashes.

We won’t plead for heaven,
paradise is already ours.

We won’t plead for mercy.
We won’t plead for absolution.
We won’t plead for innocence.
We know what we are doing...

Monday, June 25, 2018

highly expressive

What perfect destruction,” he thought.  “How blissfully, painfully poetic we are...”

Saturday, June 23, 2018

proliferation

with every person
you meet in this lifetime,
there is a specific reason
why your paths crossed.

they will either love you,
hate you, lead you, grow you,
influence you, hurt you...
and so on.

it’s all for a purpose.

every.
single.
person.

Friday, June 22, 2018

His plan

I was always told
God has a plan for me. 

I have wondered when

this plan will start.

Did it start?
What are the rules?
Do I get a vacation?

Someone said I will
receive everlasting life
in heaven for my sacrifices. 

Maybe this is true,
but maybe it’s all bullshit. 

Thursday, June 21, 2018

the game

Darling,
Dominance controls, restrains,
orders, and molds.
But it is in submission
where the real power is found,
the power to grant a weak man
the strength to dominate...

subsisting

Things are always changing drastically in our lives, that sometimes it feels so good to be lost. We are forced to walk so many fucking lines throughout this life- that make absolutely no sense- so it feels good to get banged up and bruised, and totally disoriented to the point of impulsive panic. We smile and ache for that awakening. Thats the only way we grow. 

Sometimes, setting yourself on fire is the only way to feel alive...

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Powerless

He grabbed my throat as he pressed me against the wall saying, “I never imagined that a sin could taste so heavenly, until I licked yours off the softest part of your inner thighs..."

Sunday, June 17, 2018

delectable

Your demons
taste sweeter
than mine,
and I will lick
every single one
of them off my lips.

Saturday, June 16, 2018

hydrated

It’s summer, which means my skin is all honey before noon. Which means I’m celebrating the anniversaries of lovers I never kissed and bodies I never loved. Which means the air is humid as an open mouth with all this wanting.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

silent musings

I’ll gently
fuck your mind
with a whisper
and uncover
all of your dirty
little secrets
with a kiss.

Together,
we will explore
all of your
dark fantasies
leaving nothing
to the imagination.
You have become
my living paradise..

Sunday, June 10, 2018

generated power

“Come closer” he says, “I won’t bite you...yet.” As I try to look away, he gently slides his hand around my throat and pulls me in close to him. I can feel the warmth of his breath as he whispers into my ear. “One taste, and I promise to control myself, but you are unlike any addiction I have ever encountered,” His grasp tightens. “You run through my veins like liquid fire, and I want to overdose on the special talents that you have to offer. You wouldn’t dare deny me what I deserve, would you?”

Complexity

There are poems
inside of me
that paper
can’t handle...

Friday, June 8, 2018

Concept #933

Think about me later when you cum...