It's Zenobia

I have nightmares  about the way it ended how we'll never get it  back  those moments  of open mouthed screams veins taut and pulsing  rhythmic and heated the way the light  just snuck  past the blinds so that the shadows  cast a mask across your eyes and I could see  the sun  hiding  afraid  behind the trees I toss and turn  and burn  with need to hold on tight to that time as it threatens to slip away  when I awake  in a cold sweat throat left  dry  eyes wet  with tears  chest heaving  breathing desperate ragged breaths  left sore  heart gored  gaping  taking time to recreate  reanimate  my memories stitching stills  of frozen faces  before they melt  faceless figures  sitting silent  at the tip of my tongue desperate to remember  all...

My heart starts To exhibit different Characteristics Slipping Gradually Out of me It finds  Its legs  And heads Off into some dark unknown Traversing A forest Far from  Its home  No compass  To guide it  Blinded by its own Ambitions To live in  Something greater than Myself The humble home In which its dwelled It is compelled By visions of grandeur Wishing for some pure Perfect Place To lay And stay awhile It faces Endless open places Great expanses Of empty Sadness Sadly It presses on Sinks quick In sands Hot from the sun Some Barren scope of land Leaving it numb But it is Ever strong Never done Battles brambles Thorns Sunk deep In the sweet Of this flesh And yet Still it rises Ready Steady on across Oceans Of hoping Nearly drowning As waves Break Repeatedly Not once heeding Me and my warnings Storming Through life like It sees its last Morning Just on the horizon And I am On alert For the hurt And the pieces It leaves In its wake While somehow still ...

I'm supposed to feel Guilty When he runs His fingers Inside the edge Of my waistband White cotton Pulled away From my waist While he wastes No time finding The center Of my deepest Regrets He gets me off The wrong path Wets The pavement I'm meant to be walking Talking Filth From lush lips Spills In Eardrums Judgment numbed By nimble fingers Finishing Fast As I fight To hold legs steady Underneath me Pushed back Oh so easy Melting into tempur pedic Apex Flushed Lust Heated Having Palpitations Taking Ages To form thoughts To remind my mouth How to say No How to not Moan I'm supposed to be Resisting Not lifting Hips In time to hand Gestures Wet Wet Wetter Writhing Dying Dangerously close To letting him End This I suppose I'm supposed to feel bad But he promises Endless Supplies of forgiveness I listen Intently And respond Briskly Quickly His name sticking For only a second On the roof Of my mouth Then slipping Swiftly, spilling out And I offer myself In exchange For this n...

I can still taste you, My mouth flushed, hot, and aching Waiting, needing, more

When the words Have dried Like leaves On the pavement Of my tongue Crushed Beneath my teeth I seek Some other road To speak Some other way To reach The empty Space Between Us To bring You and I Closer Under And overcast sky So that there are No shadows In your eyes No glare To break Our stare Into the infinite And secret Center Of our souls So that rain Will wash away Inhibitions So that eager lips Will find Warmth Pressed against The hearth Of hearts That beat beneath Our skin Charged like the air We breathe in As we lean in And fall Into each other And this autumn So we smell Earth and rain and wet and the things That we are made of So that skin Like the leaves Bleeds Its color Our green Intentions Blend then To the caramel Of sun kissed flesh Then sweep to a sweet Pink As a blush Touches Fevered skin Then all is lost And we Are falling Falling Free Like leaves Scattered about Dancing now At the discretion Of the wind And we are left wet And quiet On these sheets Patient Waiting Achi...

Bruise in the shape of a light switch Sits just under my shoulder blade While teeth marks, rainbow arcs of this small mouth Worn proud across his collarbone, that hollow though Left wet with Sweat and remnants of My tongue, He loves this, us, hot, swift hard against that wall With legs wrapped tight, his grip like love, so strong, Secure, sure of arms beneath these thighs, They are thirsty for his perfect pace, he strides, Smooth through like satin, sultry suffocating need, rises Deep inside of me, He likes this spontaneous nature The hurried desperate motions, So then I have to have you now, how about right here, Hands tear at clothes, hooks release, shirt comes free, Skirt hiked up high, jeans around his knees Mouth by my ear, voice barely heard, raw with ache, asking me to beg, begging me me take More of him, rocking hard against that waist, this greedy need I have to feed... it only....takes takes takes All of it, groans, growls, vowels lost inside of mouths Up and down up and down...

I am waiting Lungs  Filled with patience Debating  Whether or not to stop Lost thoughts Invading My already straying mind Will  You  Find Me  In enough time I'm sick  Tripping over this  In circles Hurdles have hit hard  The edges of my mind I'm waiting Lungs  Filled with patience Heart taken  To aiming At the bright side As the right side  Of my lips hitch In a hopeful smile  Time ticks while My tongue  Tastes your name  A memory Might be  Blamed  For the way it plays  With notes of fruit  And lust  And love And just  A touch  Of something else That sparkles  On these buds Champagne  Such Is the way it goes  To my head  Sharp  Clear  Best  Bright and clean  I'm waiting Lungs filled with patience Aching To finally breathe Your scent  Spent on my skin  Left  Long  Taking time to savor  The interim The anticipation And it...