Sunday, August 2, 2009

The Water's Surface

The shining surface draws you in
It's beauty calling to the depths of your soul
You walk towards her
Curious, is there more than meets the eye?
The rocks beneath your feet
Are wet and slick
But smooth from years of wear
Wade in up to your knees
The coolnes sending goosebumps
Rippling throught your body
Wade in further
Feet no longer touching bottom
Struggling to keep your head up
Caught in the undercurrent
Dragged beneath the shiny surface
To the darkest depths
Body wheeling out of control
Why continue fighting
When submission is so sweet

Choices

A winding path
A crooked road
Choices, chances, coincidences
The things that have brought us here
How things have changed in a year
Death always brings forth new life
From the ashes of my former self
I rise renewed
Stronger, smarter, more open to life
Her gentle hands guiding me
To each new discovery
Our paths running parallel
Taking one step at a time
Each day a new adventure
One foot in front of the other
Will bring us to
Wherever it is we're going

Dancing Water

A wild fire burning brightly
Devouring all in its path
The fire sprite dancing
Playfully leaving a path of destruction
She is met with a sparkling pool
The water sprite rises
And begins to dance
He body's movements mesmerize
The fire sprite is over taken
Her mind entranced
As the water slowly enfolds her
Who would have thought
Such beauty could lead to
Ultimate demise

Beautiful

The beauty of the stars
Shining brightly
Without the impediment
Of city lights and sounds
Pales next to the beauty
Of the one I hold in my arms
Her head resting comfortably on my chest
My arms wrapped tightly around her
Protecting, securing, holding
Face alight with
Child-like wonder
Eyes shining with enthusiasm for life
We hold each other
Til seet sleep comes
To carry us
To the world of dreams

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Nightmare

You walking away
The image is haunting me
Burned into the backs
Of my eyes
Can't escape it
You looked back once
And then kept walking away
My worst nightmare realized.
Don't let yourself fall.
Don't open yourself to pain
Trying to close the door
Too much pressing against it
So easy to hate
So easy to love
I have to escape
This hold on me
A pitbull's jaw
Not easily broken.
But still fighting
To keep my head above water.

Monday, July 13, 2009

A Fitting Analogy

Like a drug
I crave you
The intoxicating effects of your touch
Take me to places yet unknown.
Like any drug
A tolerance will be built
And the cravings will become more
A deep yearning
A desire so filling
It controls me
Much like you do.
It makes me do things
I wouldnn't normally do
Liquid courage, they call it
I'll say
No better name for it
The courage to live without regret
That's what it offered me
Glad I finally accepted
No turning back now
No turning back.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Beast Unleashed

Silence pressing around us
Not awkward, just peaceful
It all seemed like a good ide at the time.
The poison seeping through my veins
Makes it seem safe for the beast to be
Released. No thought of how to recapture
Her once she is loose.Just the thought of allowing her
To roam free, to wreak devastation
To leave her wake among the living
Blood, teeth, nails, tongues.
The cage open
The pent up animal running wild
So many years of oppression
To be set loose upon a friend
Carnal passions soaring
Animal instinct taking control
Take what isn't yours
Submit to the Mistress
Desire is all that matters,
Why not submit?
Why keep fighting
Last remnants of self control
Slipping quickly away.
Bodies moving as one,
The beast wreaking her havoc on the land
Chasing after her half heartedly
After all, who wants to stop the beast
She's too beautiful to keep locked away.
Her body entices all
The absolute carnal calling from the shadows of a society that doesn't embrace pleasure
Let alone pleasure derived from pain.
Stop. Stop. Stop.
I call desperately, knowing the effects of this will be felt for long
But the beast is in her element now.
There is no stopping her.
How to lock her away again,
How to repress the feelings that have been stirring under the surface for too long.
It's easy to say the poison made me do it
But what happens when the poison is out of my system