Sunday 22 November 2015

Sensual

Darkened mind. Full of confusion. Elements surprising his ownself. Looking out the dusty window. He had only one thing on his mind. Her and nothing could remove her from the background. Wishing she was there just like before. Leaving this place meant leaving her behind. Something he could never do. Creating the scene was his only option. Turning himself around. His heart beating in his chest. His mind was playing tricks on him once again. Or was it. There she stood. In her playful skirt. Hair half hung on her naked shoulders. She walked towards him, took him by the hand. ' Come with me '. ' Where? '. Her smile brought him to his knees. Gathering her skirt in the other hand, she took him to the room where life once lived.

His silence made her wonder. Showing him the way. Her shoeless feet marked the dusty floor. Cold to the touch. He followed each dusty mark left behind. No windows to show light. Close the door slightly just enough to keep us in here. A flicker of light escaped in between the slight gap. Now she had him in her love trap. 'Are you ready?'. 'Yes'. As his heart almost exploded in his chest with excitement and fear. 'Trust me'. His head fell gently to the floor. This was his shyness. She took her hand. Placed her finger underneath his chin. Pushed his head up slowy. Looked him in the eye and moved him around the floor. Fumes of dust filled the room just like they did that night all those years before. He couldnt control himself. Wildness filled his soul. Now its my turn. Removing his shackles now. Opening up his spine. Arms held out. He placed her against the wall. His shadow following him. Lifting her skirt his thirst grew stronger and stronger. Her tainted love was all he needed. Moving her arm upwards her body responded to his actions.

Her curls almost strangled his breath. Dry throat made him wet his tongue on hers. Smoothness of the experience. Now taking her other hand. Moving them both above her shadow. Particles of dust falling like tiny angels over them both. No escape no where to go. Applausing his actions in her mind. Smirking away as he had to work more for his meal. The only sound that filled the room was their beating hearts and their breath getting louder with each intention. He turned her around. Now removing her blind.' Open up your eyes? ' ' Let me in? '. Her hands fell down and grabbed his placing them where he wanted it all to start. His hands moved her hips as lust fell from her lips. Their shadows left the room as the flickering light left it's place. A room full of darkness. Adventures became the game now. Guidance was his flirt. Taking her skirt and removing it from the temptress. Her shawl that was covering her boldness fell in the same sequence. Wondering hearts, wondering minds, taking off the blinds.

Having the time of their lives. Life filled the room once again. Steamed up with emotions. Scents of one another. Like two planets colliding. The explosions were the formations of the present.' Close the door'.' I want  nothing to interupt what we have'.  Teasing him with her flirty eyes. She lay him down on the floor and began to explore. Moving his legs out. Her red nails moved upwards. She lay kisses on his chest. As her naked breasts brushed against his vulnerable body. Sugar candy was his flavour. She gave him hers. Moving herself all over him. Like two painted mannequins, displayed in different ways. Her adavances made him loose control. As he did she moved back on him. Pressed down hard and smiled and all that she had achieved. Like a hungry wolf she had played the game. She came out on top.

A feast she gave him. He devoured every last bite. Love and lust emptied out the stillness of the night. As he stood up a card fell from his pocket. Queen of hearts. It was like dancing with the devil that night. She took the card. ' What happens next? '. '  Your the one holding the card '. ' So i am '.

Temptress

Muscle torn body
perfectly in time with hers
What a scene
naked flesh
pressed against each other
water falling
making the scent fresh

Lather of the bubbles
brushed against
tempting skin
performance of sin

Steam finds its way
towards the glass
smears been brushed away
with naked ass
her lips pushed
against his with such class

His intensions to unglove
her hands
leave his mark
from where he stands

Eyes rolling
with each thrust
droplets of temptation
leave her body

Red nails
paint his back
leaving behind
nothing but her track



Saturday 21 November 2015

Passion

He ran his fingers
in places where darkness grew
passion fulfillment 
heart pounding lust

Blood thirsty
shadows put on a show
of the forbidden
a room full of sin

Breathless nothing
turning away
silence of despair
arousal is in the air

Eyes that invite
one another into the den
what happened before
what happened then

Sensual evocative thoughts
evoke mystery
chained in illusion
not wanting to jump
to the wrong conclusion

Laid there
everything bare
feasting on the fruits
of the forbidden

Ecstasy

Her ruptured heart
Timeless past
not everything in colour
needs to last

Perfumed words
scaled  imprints
lined her spine
caught up in time

Red foot prints
steel claws
fogged up glass
no applause

Sea of indulgence
drowning  abundance
requesting substance
of smothering recall

Softening offers
prisoner of matter
isolated particles
of velvet cascades

Remembrance


Explosive memories
is all you have
a day of devastation
and destruction

My calls to you
were to be my last
my tears that fell
that day
fell fast

Ruins now stand
where happiness once lived
of lives that were drastically taken
all now is forsaken

I tried to lie still
as they moved over us like the kill
please help me
i don't want to pay for their sins

Blackened hearts
who know no love
at all
we are separted so small

Ripped from the wombs
of our mothers
the ribs of our fathers
caged for your satisfaction

We will stand united
we will not falter
we will remember those
who are gone
from the greed of your gun

A mother, a daughter, a son, a father
an uncle, an auntie and cousins
a circle of friends
a family

Let our flags
fly high with pride
we will fight
the painted black

Friday 20 November 2015

Scars

Assault of the mind
treasures for them to find
yesterday left behind
emptiness inside

Vulnerable isolated vessels
tortured for your cause
no time to stop
no time to pause

Escaping the here and now
like dogs in the wild
howling out the nothing
that exists

Performing your infliction
walls that cry tears
trying to break down
innocent calls

Praying for their loss
scars that will weep forever
no ones escapes
the blackened clouds

Cold are the hearts
encaged in rage
fires that will burn
a road of no return

Wednesday 18 November 2015

Pulse

Inspiring her to drop it all
right there in front of him
left his lonely mind
isolated and wondering

Absolutely conscious
of all he knew
all he ever wanted
was a glimpse of her shoe

Ankles that wore
her tattoo well
perfect leg position
who could tell

Cigarette smoke
blew into the night air
strangers who had
crossed paths
 no one to judge them
no one to care

Eyes that devoured
flickering lights
mouth watering thoughts
hearts free
like kites

Smiles that awaken
something buried inside
no need to run
to need to hide

Chances that fall
like a deck of cards
gambling with
the cords of the heart

Pulling strings
making music together
muscles of excitement
ride the stormy weather