achromatic

Sometimes people come into
your life and all you can do
is appreciate them
while they’re there,
and try not to get attached to
the way they bring
light into your life,
and try not to miss
them when they are away. 

convention

There is nothing
so tempting
as the forbidden,
and nothing
more desirable
than the unattainable. 

contentment

Words are my salvation.
And yet, I find myself
gravitating towards silence.
I love people who speak to me
with the corners of their eyes,
the curve of their lips.
I love subtlety.
It is an art, an elegance,
a way of life.

inveiglement

Darling,
physical attraction
is quite beautiful...
But it is the art of seduction
that is my weakness. 
The power of authority,
of knowledge,
of body language. 
Tease me with your intellect,
torture me with your words,
and fuck me with your mind. 

semblance

“What do you like to do?” he asked, taking a sip of his bourbon. I watched the slow rise and fall of his throat and noted how gently his lips had caressed the glass. “I like to write,” I answered shyly. His eyebrows rose ever so slightly. “About what?” he said with a slight tilt of his head, completely oblivious. My eyes traveled to his glass of bourbon, up his calloused hands, up his strong arms, up to his fine structured shoulders, up the curvature of his neck, up to his supple mouth, and froze directly on the sight of his eyes, that I could have sworn were made of gold. I took a moment to think about the answer before I finally said it. “About lovers who aren’t lovers at all.”

-I like to write about you.

exigency

i want to live
in Rome
and wear
flowing white
dresses every day,
and eat pomegranates
and risotto
and wine
and go to cathedrals
to see the art
and explore
the catacombs
by candlelight

intensity

my hand brushes his
and i feel all of his energy,
and i crave to know
what it is that occupies
his mind when the light of day
has faded and he is left alone
with his thoughts...

Stigma

It’s disappointing 
that we live in a society
that will shame you
for how much sex you have
and for the junk food you eat?
Like wow..
how fucking dare you
eat delicious foods
and have orgasms!
You're a fucking monster.
Enjoy your miserable life
filled with pleasure.

Energy

Your skin brushed mine,
and galaxies collided.
Iron, aluminum, helium, hydrogen.
All glowing around us...
Shimmering on my fingertips.
Glittering on your lips.
I pulled your head down,
and sang the truth into your heart.
You poured me all over your bed,
and undid my entire soul.