Chalice
Drinking from you
drinking of you
A chalice of the divine
Ambrosia
I wanted to taste you desperately
Some days the hallucination
hazes my mind
And there is my chalice again
Photos make me drool
Thoughts make me quiver
Heavenly
Wishing my face was sticky again
Reaching Out
The chase begins slowly
“Do you wish to send this
message?” – the pop-up asked.
Damned right, you think
You’re fishing; no bait no
dynamite but hopefully a hook
You’re looking for lust
You’re looking for pleasure
Eros
You’re looking for a memory
Orgasm
Delight
Existence
Maybe one day someone will
be reaching out too.
4 comments:
These are examples of what continues to draw me towards you.
Both gave me butterflies in my stomach.
sighs
Glad I could bring a smile to your face. ;-)
sits and reads again
These made me cry tonight. They're still as lovely as the first time I read them. I'm just in a really bad place right now. God how I wish someone wrote like this to me.
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