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writing with love

Hot Wax May 13, 2011

Drip
Drip
Drip
Onto my flesh
Into my veins
Within my heart

 

Drip
Drip
Drip
Down to my thighs
In between my legs
Make me feel so good

 

Drip
Drip
Drip
Intoxicated by your scent
Revitalized by your stare
Pleasured by your stroke

 

Stroke
Stroke
Stroke
Bodies pressed hard
Fingers gently caress
Lips passionately flirt

 

Drip
Drip
Drip

 

© LRS 2011

 

 

On Bowed Knees May 10, 2011

Doors upon doors open my chest
Guilt spills out covering their faces like masks.
They hide beneath terror
Afraid of righteousness
The fear of God paralyzes them.

 

Heightened burdens cloud my steps,
Inspire my actions.
Realized and provoked
Their teeth rip into my flesh with rage
Hungry for blood,
Thirsty for revenge.

 

Eat, sulk
Celebrate my demise.
Sins overshadow greatness
Anger arises, brighter than crisp white linen
Soft and with vigilant preparation.

 

Mercy seeps
My pores constrict with desire.
I withdraw nothing
I rule with skills of a Queen.

 

© LRS 2011