Treat me like an Angel
And I will fly for you
Tell me I’m beautiful
And I will grow more so
I am what you put in
And take out
In. Out. In. Out.
This is what love is about.
You touch my skin ever so slightly
But I feel weight in those fingers
I feel light. Lighter.
I’m flying above this room
I’m floating on lavender clouds
Your breath is the breeze
And for now you control my direction.
I must remember though
That I am more than Angel
That I hold both dark and light
And the balance is mine to keep
I must not let the heavens weep
So treat me well and I will be an Angel
But there are parts of me that
That are mine alone
Mine to mould
Mine to hone.
Your fingers are magic
Your touch is delight
You hold the lighter
But I carry the light.
I give in
I am made to fall.
True. Mad. Deep.
Down the exquisite rabbit hole.
Hitting every pleasure bump on my way to the underworld.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Oooh that’s nice.
I have tried to peer in
I have clung to the ledge and watched longingly from afar
But that rabbit knows me well
And his eyes hold pity.
I will always follow the bunny
Bunny. Runny. Run.
Would I really change it though.
While others walk on solid ground
I am both above and then under.
Hello. High. Low.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Is not a casual fling.
Not for me.
I’ll make you see. I will make you love me.
I want the bones of you.
The sleepy iridescent pools of blue
The moving tides of your beautiful blood.
The bad. The good,
I want the unfurling, uncurling length and breadth of you.
I will make you love me.
This heat of mine can’t help but yearn.
It will singe the sockets and pockets of your soul.
I’m more than whore. Isn’t everyone?
You already like me a little.
You’ve already given an inch ..inches.
But in a while .. I’ll get the mile.
Be careful with me
I have a heart that knows no limits
A soul that will search for embers in every cavity of you
Long after the fire dies out.
Because it has already begun
That gentle drum
Louder and faster
Until it hums and I float mid-air
Waiting for your nectar.
Don’t play with light
If you can’t take the glare.
Careful lover. Careful.
I have a bellyful of you but I still want more.
How sweet it is to be held in honey
Luscious and amber ,tongue to cheek
I’m weak. I’m weak.
I hadn’t realized that I was worthy of this manaaaaah
The delight in craving
Something that is saving
Me. You. Us.
Is there a sting coming though?
Do u feed me sugar and spice ?
Keep it nice
Until suddenly you strike
And I’m again fool
Caught in a sticky spool
Left to dream at night
I will clear the sediment from my spleen
All the imperfect feelings that linger in my guts
I will filter through the muddy waters of my mouth
The raging tides of down south
I’ll clean the gutters of my unclean laugh
“It’s too raucous”, he said.
I’ll shave the bones of me
I will do anything to make him see
Something else other than me
I’ll be shiny and new
No black or blue.
He won’t wonder about my past
Never be aghast
My cheery demeanor won’t let him ask
The silt like blood that courses through
Will pass through a sieve
Change from old to new
But where oh where, will all the waste go ?
Why my darling don’t you know ?
Sedimentary, Dear Watson. From dirt to rock.
The pieces of me that may cause shock.