Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sex Portrait

We'd spend our days painting fantasies, and live our nights imitating art,
Each kiss is sketched with lustful strokes, enticing feels adorn the canvas,
Our fingers locked, our bodies glide, our moans are sung in perfect sync,
We'd think of more as passion peaks, so hooked on fixed salacity,
With every sigh, with every scream, seduction draws another dream,
Arousing yet another piece...that oil and paint cannot depict.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

My Apology

There's nothing that I could have done differently,
To remedy his misery,
His solitude had screamed in vain,
His pain prevailed with nothing gained,
I gave him love, though heartache loomed,
And he was so consumed in doom,
The more I pressed, he pulled away,
He was possessed by disarray,
He found his peace in death's abyss,
Could not resist the Reaper's kiss,
I'm not to blame for someone's fate,
Love could not win against self-hate.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Te Deseo A Ti

Inside I am afflicted with indecision,
such hesitation I feel with every lustful temptation,
When you entice me with nothing more than a soft embrace,
you interlace my sanity with a lecherous grace,
And I face the pain of feeling such a longing thirst,
a binding curse that stimulates my conscience's worst,
I'm feeling wrong because my "wants" seem so perverse,
and yet my needs have gotten myself so immersed,
I'm needing you, I'm wanting what I shouldn't have,
I feel subdued by self-control I couldn't have,
I've been entrapped by clandestine allure of lust,
it's so unjust to desire what I should distrust....

Sunday, September 11, 2011

So I Creep

So selfishly I fear solitary nights;
seeking more when passion has subsided me,
My heart "black", and yet so innocently dazed,
I sense love, but lust is such a stronger urge,
On the verge of hurt when I discovered "thirst",
Is it curse? Desire is a remedy, though....

Written in September 2008.