BDD

She slowly explores herself and all that she’s dealt

Tantalized & titillated & scared

She knows not where to begin to explore w/in

Her reflection standing before her naked body

They say that she doesn’t see as others perceive

Her body distorted and misshapen; she disagrees

Compliments & infatuation all discarded be no needed

Broken hearts to liter her field, nothing she willed w/her will

Gently as fact she has to learn to turn her back

It’s not what we see nor others conceive

It is the issue to stop looking at thee

We are in no contest and haven’t lost anything

Wait…Yes….the lessons of learning

Adapting and accepting

THE END

Tattletale

In a split second
Dangling on a string
Time will tell; I reckon

Always past, the future to be
Never to falter or flake
Always present; for all to be

Clearly, for most to never see
Whom those won’t believe
Blindness to all those things foreseen

Meandering along a rode ungravel’ed
Space begins to unravel
Spinning to speeding up

It creeps late to night
Into the future it takes you
Only to early morning light

The only one at your side when awake at night
Always around you …trying to guide you, right?
An essence rich and light

It is the breath between you & thee
It’s the sigh of what was once conceived
It is but a wonderful world to which we breathe

Time would never tell on themselves!

Sour to Sweet

My mood to sour
My thoughts to cloud
Why is it i’m never allowed…
Peace of mind when others around?

Why is it tainted
What is it that’s tainted
When did it become so?

Riddle me this, as we go…
Who must it be we show
As we faultlessly grow?

Live to let go for living
Release the pains and misgivings
Expunge feelings of guiltful relivings

Within single cells we die collectively
A little more and more goes away
Leaving a wrinkle in it’s wake

The growth you feel to see to believe
Be it advancement or handicapped’ment
It is no song or dance for show; take heed

Grasp, Conceive, Believe
You are the only one to please!

wOrdS

Was it all obscured?
Where did it all fall wrong?
When did the words feel not to belong?
Fallen into the mouths of those not heard?

Here, here to all unsung heroes?
Ones to which suffered in silent pivotal pain?
Trying nothing more than to stay “sane” amongst such disdain?
Who was the one to make up such sick odds to this twisted game?

I want off this “god forsaken” rewind
I don’t want to take any more of both ‘our’ times
It is by far, nothing like now as time to bow out and to know
Many a line, to which, have surpassed the many thoughts & now lost

Consciousness has most all but a total rott
Drifting in a land of virtually, only, one’s after thoughts
Into the depths of an abyss which the bottom is only a thought; taught
A labrynth with no guard at the gate nor a riddle for one’s thoughts; contemplate

Everything feeling so ….,

Forge through time
Verses, but many lines
Into each; a subject of unheard
Most conceive to disbelieve; absurd
-The unwritten word-

??~What is it you read~??

What Was Her Name?

From her neck to her toes
Kisses ensue, flourish, & grow
Tickling her soft sensual flesh
Breathing a breath into her chest

Fingertips trickle past
Up and down her ass
between her thighs
Just not up so high

Caressing her breasts
Nipples hard unlike the rest
Anticipation of what’s to happen next
What is it that you truly know, shows

Dipping your fingers into a glass
Slowly plucking & pulling out the last
Across her hot flesh it had splashed
Down curves, what you always asked & now observe

Engorged, you almost cream
Touching her skin so much more than just simply seen
To feel in her presence the sexual tension
Until you breach that wall of protection

Fondling past her belly, sensuality soft
Between her legs is all you want
Deep into her as far as you can go
Penetrating her body, mind, & soul

Into her psyche you fall
Deeper and deeper you find nothing empty at all
Living in her mind is so very unwell
But her body sure can fuck so damn well

Climbing thru her psychological past
Into her space unto which no one can wear a mask
It’s her place…one to where there is no fake pacts
Naked; exposed, vulnerable for attack or a naughty sex act

Her moods flip so fast
Better to act now before it’s to pass
“Going for the gold,” she asks
You nod and continues on w/the task

Precisely you manipulates her thoughts to body of kind
Reaching out to her through every sense in time
Quietly whispering in her ear; the nothings she wants to hear
Deeper & deeper her moans become more clear

Building to a point of no return
You slide your cock inside her; stern
Listen to her sensual moans to screams
As your bodies release so much steam

Fucking her was your dream to which you came
Now you can’t think of anything the same
She’s ruined you and upped the stakes to the game
The bar to be risen by a sensual vixen; slightly insane

What’s her name?

The Other Day

A: What’s so wrong?
B: I hurt so bad inside
A: What happened to being strong
B: Please make it all subside
C: Why?

C: You sit and childishly cry
A: Leave her alone
C: You think you want to die
A: Bring her home
B: Can’t you see I’m drowning all alone

A: Please carry on my friend
B: I think I see the finish
A: Why must it be the end
B: The scars always slowly diminish
C: Why not completely FINISH

C: You are but a weak link
A: Why make her sink
C: Willing to drain the tub
A: After she’s ran out of blood
B: All I needed was some love

Flower Within The Vanity

Bottles to consume
Fairest of all the lands
Fine minerals & perfumes
Made by the gentle hands

Before her mirror she sits
New lipstick & eyelash tips
Ruby red to adorn each lip
Black noir crowns each lid

Glitter still to ensue
Her bobbles & trinkets
Her rings & things
All to make her feel
Like a Queen

Beneath the jewels
Without the perfume
Under the fine minerals
It is she that must resume
to continue to
BLOOM

Ticks in Time

Midnight, most joke
Each clock on it’s own stroke
It’s 3 o’clock like many know

Candles flawlessly flicker to & fro
Restless souls, whisper what they know
Bewitching hour I speak & warn ever so

Out of the corner of your eye
You will see in due time
Something that’s clearly not divine

Don the mirrors w/blankets; many
Turn all lights low or they won’t show
Only into the light of the unknown

Falling each grain of sand to drop
Hands circle each fine ticking time line
Speeding faster,
Only to stop
@
3 O’clock

When’s The End

Above but below them all
Problems arise as they fall
She finds herself pondering
Unto a shoulder she hasn’t a call

Her deeds undone
Nothing won nor begun
Silence in her heart
Yet, a spirit once sung

The shimmer
The light
The hope
All swinging on a single rope

Accepting less than perfect
Wanting more than surface
A Couple equal in every way
This she’s totally certain of

Her boughs have broke
Choked
Her heart suffocated
All to waste’ly go unspoke’….

for her…..

….Heart is famished
….Mind so very malnourished
….Body hardly able to control; manage
….Soul ravenously savagely damaged

Time to end all this madness
A sadness; hurt felt deep inside
Wanting nothing but a place to hide
Instead forging forward w/each stride

How long….
Who knows…..
Until she dies;
I’d guess so…….

sorry for such long writes & appreciate each & every one of you for taking the time out of your busy life to check in on what it is i have to ramble about.

A purple candle blessed by a knight

A softened radiant glow; the light of acceptance
Despite all-consuming & stealing them breathless
Across their only walls; their shadows dance to fall
Wrapping around all & squeezing night into deathless-ness

No matter how, why, when, & who
Only one, maybe two, to walk them all the way through
Taking shape birthing selflessness; always to ensue
Some insanely try to do & some shouldn’t bother, too

Into the flames many a heart hath burnt
Flames kept feeding; nothing to be inert
Once to stop; everyone will feed on ’em too
No matter the hurt; face shoved in dirt

One’s to which taken away the brightness
Berated and burned by family w/a likeness
Scars, to never fully heal from hindsight-ness
One’s feeding off the sadness & kindness

So inevitably, burned..maybe/might
A candle set for her blackened nights
Emotions, bewildered at best; no contest
Hoping to cleanse away her terrible night frights

A

purple candle blessed by a knight

Lit and put on her nightstand

Good Night…..