Adventures in Lonely-land - Sunday Scribblings

Cool air hits me...

Dances across my face...

Forcing me to breathe....

Deeply...

Wanting more...

No, needing more...

Warm air inviting...

Intriguing...

Calls upon me...

Though misleading...

Night air swoops me...

Saves me from disgrace...

Only to find I've been lost in this place...

Under my heart...

Lies the knife of morning's story...

Solo in arrival...

Heart and soul now rivals...

Pleading for the devil's savior...

Diminished serenity...

Prancing through scenery...

Precarious on the ledge...

Teeter...

Totter...

Failing to find footing...

Racing through lonely-land.

Unity

His hands bare on my soul...

Filling me...

From crest to base...

And core to shell...

His lips grace me with desire...

My heart pounds with famine...

Desperately feeding on his every touch...

Pulling him closer...

Closer...

Closer...

Bursting with a sigh...

He fills me...

Entering the depths of my soul...

Passion luscious with every bite...

Hospitable in threat...

Bare...

Breasts to chest...

Flesh to flesh...

Lust to hunger...

His hands no longer bare.

Immersed

Taken love's time...
Threw it through vines...
Blossomed in sparsity...
Vanished in quantity...
A vein's vine...
Begging to find...
Hearts chamber...
Somber in commotion...
Lively in distortion...
Summer's Eve curtsies...
Crossed in her distinction...
Stumbling through motions...
Baffled with explosion...
Immersed in love's ocean.

A Journey Like No Other

A journey like no other...

Shall be discovered...

Hiding beneath the earth...

Above the graves of life...

Far off places...

Dreamy in their spaces...

Winter-lands of warmth...

Cradled in the frost...

A journey like no other...

Twisting around every bend...

Spying...

Peaking...

Mysteries worth believing...

Captured in impression...

Glistening crystals glowing in hues...

Ravaging of created souls...

A journey like no other...

Is where I shall begin...

Sinking out...

Seeking in...

Falling wind...

Sucks me up...

Along this path I fear no fury.

Bare Tenderness - Sunday Scribblings

Berating around like you've got something on your mind...
Something more than what you've called mine...
How sweet of you to belittle me!
Shall I cherish these enticing memories?
Dredging up pleasantries...
During times where affection was what I needed...
Instead...
Instead you threw me out to bleed...
Humiliation was your tactic...
Mortified I sat spastic...
Trying to reclaim...
Sanity from this pain...
While you danced around...
In flitting fits of gloating myths...
I watched you...
Laughing at me...
I watched them...
Feeling sorry for me...
Guilty?
Not I...
Years of you have only tarnished me...
No longer shiny platinum...
Exterior mussed...
Interior bruised...
Washed up and used...
Caring no longer in existence...
Others pass by...
Resistant to sorrow...
Afraid to be next...
Whispers all around...
Lend way to my frowns...
All I asked...
All I pleaded...
Was not to be mistreated...
Ashamed...
I sat...
No words could be spoken...
Pain raining from my stare...
Warmth dissipated from my touch...
Frozen...
I am bare.

Gone

You found me...
When I lost me...
You loved me...
When I hated me...
You blessed me...
When I cursed me...
You left me...
When I loved you.

Fall of Bravery

Shut out...
In the cold...
Left to hunger...
Knawing at the bone...
Wondering...
Waiting...
Through anticipation...
Light begins to cast her shadow...
Doubt begins to drift her sea...
Misery...
Grabs a hold of me...
Swallows me like Chianti...
Swaying from side to side...
Warmly cradling...
Clinging to the walls...
Bravery in the fall.