Wednesday, January 8, 2014

A little bit of steam

Oh the way you touched me last night
And, when I saw goosebumps raise upon your skin
The sigh I let out when you bite my neck
And, your moan when I kiss your adam's apple
Breathtaking.
You're so beautiful.
Wrap your strong arms around me
And, I'll hold you tight with my lean legs
I'll pull your hair and you'll arch my back
Tantalizing.
You're so beautiful.
Kiss my breast
And, my teeth will find your arm
I roll on top of you, hair spilling around my face
Your smile and words "You're the most beautiful woman, I am so lucky"
Sweet.
You're so beautiful.
My turn for goosebumps
Passionate kisses
I like biting your lip
Your fingers find my hip bone and press hard
Lean back and groan
Hot.
You're so beautiful.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Could it be you?

22 years old and I've never seen the Grand Canyon,
But, I have seen my father divorced 3 times.
22 years old and I've never broken a bone,
But, I have had a broken heart.
22 years old and I cannot speak more than one language,
But, I have experienced more pain for my young age than any words can describe.

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger,
But, they didn't mention how much one can hurt before they die.
I feel it all when I'm alone, I'll say
"Don't leave me, please"- to no one in particular.
It's a beg, it's a prayer, it's a call
For help, for love, for someone.
To hear me, to end my misery.
To make me happy, to feel something, to experience everlasting.....anything.

Do you love me? Forever? Will you?
I'm crazy, I know.
What a preposterous thing to ask, to seek.
How selfish of me.
You do your thing and I'll do mine.
Meet me in the middle, or just somewhere far away.
I have no idea what I am looking for..
Why look at all?

I am impatient.
I curse and I swear.
I am stubborn and strong willed.
I am confident and cocky.
Beautiful and silly.
I don't know how to forgive.....or maybe it is that I do not know how to forget..
I can drink my coffee black
Because that's how my father does it, and I'm a daddy's girl.
I fall in love quickly and easily, but every time
It is with all my heart and soul.
I am afraid of being alone, yet I push people away.
Some of these are faults, some are nothing, some are
something.
Something to me, they are what I know about me, they are what I know to be true.

What do you know about you?