Red Roses on Her Breast
Stumbling into bedroom gaze
of her pleading eyes,
he couldn’t avoid falling into
starlight shining on her raven hair,
her crystal tears transparent,
leading his way on her ruby road.
Her spiked kiss ripped apart his seams,
shredding him into little strips
as her black marble eyes mirrored
warnings and a black crow cawed,
its flesh and bones gone from
its feathers resting underground.
He sensed her existence slipping
through his outstretched fingers
as a midnight dove guided his way
to the black fate that led him astray.
He kissed her on her dusky skin
hearing winds of mourning wail
and felt her floating cold and lifeless
His kiss of death couldn’t rivet
his rivers of love inside –
it was like holding in tears
in a porous rag of dust.
Her love must live endlessly
below the ground of death.
He kicked the chair out
below his tired feet
joining her where she lay
with red roses on her breast.
Tricked
Her lips...
so inviting
I want her....
kiss
There's no use...
fighting
I'm on her...
list
I feel I'm...
floating
Getting so...
near
Her sugar...
coating
There is no...
fear
I feel...
mesmerized
I need her...
kiss
She has me...
hypnotized
All that she...
is
Like cobra to...
prey
She draws me...
in
I have no...
say
Don't want to...
win
Feel like I'm...
trapped
Her tongue...
flicks
Lips have me...
wrapped
I have been...
tricked
She isn't...
mine
But I am...
hers
I am so...
blind
Of this I'm...
sure.
Psalms of Kisses Forbidden
Thereʼs music that haunts my memories;
The psalms of forbidden, tragic love.
To you, I belong …
And I know it's wrong…
•When we dance, press your body to mine•
Since our first kiss…
I couldn't resist…
If only we'd never crossed that line.
It built up for months, before we acted…
I think that we both tried to hold back…
I know you're a flirt…
And what does it hurt?
•We should've left well enough alone.•
If I had said no…
If I'd let you go…
It's my own fault, I should've known.
Our first kiss was stolen at midnight…
We found ourselves alone yet again…
The look of your lips…
Your hand on my hips…
•I remember the twinkle in your eye.•
The cinnamon whiskey…
Got you feeling frisky…
You lean in, gonna give me a try.
The brush of your lips is a question…
The softness of your kiss is a tease…
You're awfully cute…
You're forbidden fruit…
•If I was smart, I would push you away.•
But I'm a big flirt…
So I grab your shirt…
Now kiss me, 'til my world melts away.
The spark was ignited, then exploded…
An inferno we didn't see coming…
Fire out of control…
Lust swallows me whole…
•Feelings that both feed and consume.•
The choices I made…
Left families betrayed….
Your love sends me straight to my doom.
You watched, as I finally pulled the trigger…
It's done now, there's no turning back…
Your love is intense…
My love is immense…
•I was reckless when I blew up my life.•
The fallout's no fun…
But the damage is done…
It all started with a kiss like a knife.
Life was bliss, for a time, we were happy…
Head over heels, hopelessly in love.
Through all the drama…
The torment, the trauma…
•You were there, you swore you'd be true.•
I would have died…
Without you by my side…
I never dreamed that I'd lose you too.
I guess it was too much to expect of you.
You're so young, you just weren't ready.
Your eyes remained dry…
As you kissed me goodbye…
•I'm left with the mess you helped make.•
Kissing strangers distracts…
When the memory attacks…
While the bitterness turns love into hate.
raconter ses secrets d’alcôve
The couple's eyes were landlocked, pools to explore till the festivities died down, till their mobiles shut down, until the end of the world. The lights were dim, the brews flowed like honey, and the music drifted from some yesteryear. He and she, they were vaguely aware of the patrons surrounding them, vaguely aware of the eyes which flitted over them perhaps with indignation, perhaps with envy, but certainly all with the conviction that they had experienced such bliss in the past or in some past life.
He, she, their hands clasped, locketed, encasing that invisible energy of discovery like a fragile creature housed from the cold world, warmed by their mutual heat, by their wordless appraisal one of the other. Occasionally one's lips would lift at the corners to entertain a half-smile, to acknowledge good fortune, to raise communion towards the immaculate. Contagiously the other pair would respond as if in some dreamy remembrance, the enchantment so complete as to be almost forgotten.
Her, eyes teetering caramel and olive, chameleon, Mediterranean, Corinthian, wide and endless, globes round and still, living stars in the face of eternity. His, eyes teetering sea and forest, borne by encroaching lids with lines scribbled beneath and thin wisps of brows above. These two pairs of lights equally ensconced, coalescing, inclined to never remove their gaze from the other, shifting one eye to the other, intent on the mystery of the other, of this dynasty of romance.
There was music about them, there was dialogue about this, glasses clinking, clatter, laughter, outside there were sirens, perhaps in some great distance a storm. It didn't matter. What began as an exchange of glances became a dawn under the sea. Their lips parted ever so slightly, their breath bated tropical one upon the other. Did they tremble? Perhaps they paused for a moment, reluctant to descend the lids, to embrace the kingdom of total night, to witness the soft, moveable feast. The curtains were drawn and words lost meaning.
Her Kiss.
My first kiss,
That one soft moment where two souls become pressed against each other for the first time.
The moment when true feeling become pure and two people become one in each other.
Gentle pieces of skin pressed together for one soft feeling to be remmebered through time.
Her hands were placed gently in mine as we stood there, her silky smooth feeling hands felt amazing with mine. her chest seemed as it was starting to tighten from being how shy she was. Her soft brown hair fell to the sides of her face as we stood there.
My head moved to level with hers and we just starred each other in the eyes before moving forward.
Hesitation was seen in her eyes but we just pushed together and sparks began to fly around the world from how amazing it felt.
The first kiss shared between two lovers, proving love and faith in each other.
Just like the movies
He walked me to my door and I tried to not trip on my prom dress as I carried my shoes and clutch.
I knew he was going to do it.
My stomach erupted with butterflies as we got closer to the door.
We said how much fun we had and made plans to get breakfast tomorrow.
The conversation was slowly ending as we looked for words to say or something to talk about it.
Everything started to jumble and he leaned down to me.
I felt wet lips touch mine and disappear.
Just like that something I had worried about for so long had been completed.
He was my first kiss.
An awkward pause as we hugged goodbye and I rushed inside the house
When I shut the door I smiled to myself.
It really was just like the movies.
I watched his car pull out of my driveway and quickly snapped out of my daydream to run to my room and escape my Mom's questioning.
La Baiser
Embracing the moment,
My hot breath on his neck,
he brushes my cheek
Chill bumps rise.
His finger on my bottom lip
Tracing the sweet soft line,
Then putting his lips on mine
Ohhhhhh!!
The soft plunge of his tongue
As our mouths wrestle as one
I suckle his tongue, he shudders
In sweet passion.
Our hands find places sweet
To give that sweet release
Still our mouths entwined
Our bodies engage in coitus Devine!
As our bodies move in time
Our tongues, our souls, our hands
Remain entangled vines
Until that Ruptures moment when
We both explode in symphonic symphony
AAAAAAHHHHH!! OOOHHHHH!!!
YEEESSSSS!!! OH GOD YESSS!!
And it all began quietly with a kiss.