if i wake up blind

–1 hour later- i teeter and hobble across narrow hallways nearly alive, with shadows dancing -or so i think- for what were mere speckles of black have now become my canvas- my Starry Night what should have been a wonderful sight except the orbs don’t seem to shine for me -well at least not tonight-…

tunneling

tired of waiting  for you to break my heart so that i can begin to fix it  –yearning

sparks

i believe in  stolen glances and  fleeting caresses-  momentary sparks just enough to  rile up the electricity  between you and me

moana

it’s been years now  since you turned around; made the world  a conquest to find the ultimate oyster and bequeath unto yourself that radiant pearl, having ventured across the seas to find where exactly it was within you for all those years of hurt and ache dulled your lustrous beauty as you drifted, closer and…

A Stroll Down Memory LaneĀ 

Daily Prompt: Amble “I’m so sorry!”, I exclaimed as I bumped into a sweet old man wondering why my eyes were so fixed on the little cobbled path we were walking on, rather than being trained in front me. As I ambled across this road I seemed to fall into a sort of trance, my head…

VENGEANCEĀ 

i see you with your filthy gaze your perverted eye-licks up and down my body  groping, somehow,  whilst standing a couple hundred feet away  i hear you loud and clear with your cheap innuendos- buried in “sugar” doused in “honey”- and as for ballads? no, your shrill whistle is music enough  i feel you  begin…

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…