Category: Poems

move a lil closer

Things are moving way to slow
sitting there, he’s lost in his head
My mind is screaming go
looking at him
squirming on his bed

He needs to move a little closer
it’s so hard to keep my hands to myself
I can’t wait,
come on over
let’s get to know each other well

He needs to give himself a break
his voice is
making me ache
Sitting there listening
like a perfect lady
when I just want to
kiss him like crazy

I want him
to move a little closer
so I can reach out
touch him with my fingertips
I want him
to move a little closer
So I can taste his kiss

I can see the future baby

Do you believe?

I’ll whisper a spell

In the form of a kiss

Take this cup in your hands

And drink of the

lie here beside me

Where its warm

So I can be your disease

Your large hands hold me

Hip bones to bruise me

Overpower me With your strength

Don’t forget Mister

In my scattered way

I want you to be mine

Me and you
We are through
We barely got started
You wont get a chance to leave me
I could care less
You missed out on the best
You never even got a kiss
Take one last look at what youll never get
Some boys are not quite men
They dont know where to even to beginThey play games and think theyre real cute
The only thing for them is the boot.
Im way too good
Your way too hood
Im outta your league
I love myself way too much buddy
Trust and believe


My heart is full

of so many songs

the way you move

really turns me on

Come over here

show me the stars

I just wanna be

wherever you are

turn up the heat

and turn me out

I’m your change baby

Make sure I’m ┬áspent

hands on my hips

while I bite your lips

let’s move this forward

don’t bother looking back

I’m your lady I’m your whore

I’m where it’s at

Anticipating Grace

I believe this belongs to you
a pile of broken dreams
a basket full of tears.
You said give it to you
and so I do so without fear.

You overcame
every obstacle, every trial,
you are so much more than me
but I am your child.

So, I will clean out my room
of worry and woe.
Throw out the bags
of trouble in tow.

Give the to you
without so much as a goodbye,
I believe this belongs to you
there is no need to cry.

tight skin

Tight Skin

I need to touch it

rough hands

I want them

to press my skin tightly

until I bruise

Its been a long time

way too long

Need a willing victim

to tangle myself with

Who cares his name

I just want long and lean

and need to go in search of it

Whatever happened to that woman I once was?

That would take a young thing down

in a heartbeat.

When did this virtuous bitch

take me over?

Don’t know, God

how long I can keep that promise

when all I can think of

the slide of a zipper

and the warmth inside

At this point I don’t care to know a name

Just want to take over another body

just for one night