magnet

she would not approve  of this pull  between you and me  yet i am not strong enough to  resist this attraction  and neither are you ~

insatiable

via Daily Prompt: Volume Volume her voluminous curves did nothing to fill the emptiness within

queen

in a world of earthlings who stoop so low i see you saunter ahead with your head held high the grace in your tread a confounding sight to see the same legs that glide so swiftly now were crippled, mangled from being slashed at the knee one too many a time while you were lost…

inferno

grazed knees and calloused feet from treading on glass being tripped by knots and stones- a small price to pay to get a better look at my temptress   my coquette lead me to purgatory burn brighter than the towers of flame we walk through; let my sizzling blood be the music we dance to;…

Seduction

Run away  To sunny days and bright skies To a brand new labyrinth of streets and  Unfamiliar eyes Pour your heart into quaint houses and  Beautiful women who walk down the street Feast yourself my dear –  Devour what’s in front of you till you burst and do it all over again  Scars like these…

Frustration

Bring some color into my empty eyes A vermillion shade I crave Bring some feeling into my numb hands  Welcome would be pain Just end this torture of plain existence  Where I die a little more with every beat of this fucking heart.  //3:04 am

anchor

via Daily Prompt: Unmoored   so much to lose from letting these feelings go, Unmoored bovine to the futility of trying to hold on to an anchor when the ship is long gone.

labyrinth

via Daily Prompt: Maze   all our lives we run away from a sea of chaos only to dive off a cliff into another one; trying to pave a way through this labyrinth only to find ourselves in the middle with no way out drowning, gasping for air caught in the clutches of Pandemonium’s lair  …

To the girl who changed my life

Dear friend, If you ever read this, I do hope you’re sitting outside on the marble stairs of your lovely house looking at the setting sun, scrolling through old pictures and letters, caught up in a sudden flurry of thoughts reminiscing about your life about forty years ago. Perhaps you’ll remember the queer girl who…

WOMANIFESTO

Originally posted on Libba Bray:
? Congratulations. You have woken the witch that lives deep inside me. You have removed the slumber chains from the giant of old. You have handed me a box of matches and no chaperone And a world made of lies and polyester. Congratulations. ? You have barked up the wrong…

Countdown

Five fingers clenched on each hand, nearly ripping my hair out, Four little crescent shaped wounds on my palms, Three strikes almost down, Two piercing screams not nearly loud enough to drown the whispers in my head, One last chance to back away from what seems like a winding staircase for Persephone. And for some goddamned…

Comfort 

“…men’s hearts are not often as bad as their acts, and very seldom as bad as their words.” Sometimes in an attempt to be understanding and caring, we lose sight of what our loved ones really need when they’re down- a real, logical solution, not rosy lies slathered in honey.  Now please do not get…