Stamping your heart
Footprints through your veins
Fossilised emotions
Body pushed
Grated down
Pushed with erosion
Muscles pumped
Exploding with the thrill
The scent of the iron
Is your pill
Sweat falls down
Scent fills the air
Curiosity of roving eyes
Smiles that tantalise
Dominate my mind
Close down my soul
I will play along
For I know my role
Purged to fulfil
Your fantasy
Reflection of who
You expect me to be
Push me pull me
Throw me about
Lips tied together
No room to shout
Exhausted
Pressed breath
Touches the cold air
Movement of her hand
Sunday, 22 January 2017
Sunday, 8 January 2017
Burning Desire
Shredded lines
Hardened times
Isolation
Is his broken spine
Roads that meet
Divided by the past
Escape jarred up emotions
That never last
Prisoned by
Entwined vines
Hungry like wolves
Silent cries
Moon over river
Bring me your dawn
Scent of your nature
Waves of perfection
Brush against your lawn
Scents gather
Filling the air
Teasing the wildness
That once was there
Brushing fogged
Up glass
Prints of gasping clasps
Fingers hold
Fast moving breaths
Hearts beat
Like drums
Encased in
One another’s figure
Sheltering the fire
That burns
Deep inside
Fogged up glass
Eyes close fast
Fantasy fills
The air
He is her challenge
Thursday, 5 January 2017
Satin
Perfection in white
Your eyes
So innocent
Catch the light
Folds of satin
Carefully fall
In place
Ivory skin
In your flawless face
Dancing eyes
Glimmer like
The stars
Music to our ears
Like a thousand guitars
Hands cross over
Time stands still
Memories of this day
White satin
Holds the frill
Monday, 28 November 2016
I want to survive
I want to feel angel wings
that gather lines
along the snow
that watch from a distance
where nobody goes
Touching soft skin
causing bumps to rise
sensual wafts
of perfumed
sunrise
Horses run wild
heartbeats at will
mind in a whirl
nothing stands still
Lips that seal
images prevail
cornered in silence
body is pale
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Hope
Separated like torn pages
curved at the edges
wilted by passing
eyes
Burning eyes
empty throats
veins tighten
pocket less coats
Reflection of someone
he used to know
where does he go
nobody knows
Imprisoned in his cell
walking through hell
whispering in voices
none would he recognise
a broken down vessel
a man in disguise
Saturday, 26 November 2016
Exist
Broken bottles
falling petals
sheets of
toughened metal
Whispers that glide
shadows stand still
hope
is their only will
Echoes of daily events
challenging times
he
repents
Hollow is his voice
no sound
to fill the space
disbelief in
the chase
Vinyl's of old
walls of mould
stories never existing
to be told
Wednesday, 9 November 2016
Time
Torn and shredded
Nightmares gather
Cognitive understanding
Catapulted where
are they heading
Worn out
throats
Testaments
of old goats
Limbo for
the testing
Unsettled no
body is resting
Galleries of
ideas and will
Spines shiver
in those
Who quiver
and chill
Eyes that
bleed
With disbelief
Like a
platter
Of hunted
meat
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