Thursday, February 19, 2015

Burning Heat

Living without you would be like existing in a dead sea
a land without peace,
nothing my mind for to ease.

You are my reason to believe
my deep blue sea in a desert without ecstasy
my life of fantasy in the flesh.

And I have turned away,
turned my face away from the burning heat
the hunger in your eyes
something not left over from the days when we were younger
something stronger
with a yearning that lasts
so much longer.

Yet still I feel
the burning heat
between your sheets
the smoldering flames in your eyes
as you growl so softly, "Mine".

Yearning for that magical high
my adrenaline fix
where I get my trauma kicks
keeping me always crawling
for one more kiss
one more whip
one more slash across my back.

You are my crack,
my heroin
my dug of choice for which I can no longer choose
living only for you to use
and so I drown
over and over again
in your burning heat
forever on my knees.

10 comments:

  1. "something not left over from the days when we were younger
    something stronger
    with a yearning that lasts
    so much longer."

    Mmm. Love that!

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    1. guitargurl,
      thank you! And welcome to my crazy corner.

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  2. "Mine"....one word....but creates so many emotions. This is beautiful...you really should look into publishing a book of erotic poetry.
    hugs abby

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    1. abby,
      it is one of my favorite words to hear...

      But to publish, I'd have to e brave and work for it! Lol.

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    1. Thank you, sunnygirl. As always, your kind words are very appreciated!

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  4. This is awesome Lil, and simply beautiful.

    Hugs
    Roz

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Play nice.