The Forbidden Wanting

I don't...want. I consider the desire of a thing to be a weakness. Anything I have acquired was something or someone who I was Passively interested in. Like an afterthought.Like Dessert after I'm full. "Mmmm I guess I could fit in a slice". I'm a Power player. we don't want for anything.That's how we achieve EVERYTHING.

But you. You with your walk.Gliding across the oceans of my soul so gracefully. You. Old as the air we breath and more knowledgeable than all the wisest men in Babylon. You. With the beauty of every type and kind at your finger tips. You. Who could make an Ice Prince Smile. Grin even. Chuckle. You. I want you. When I say it? The word drips with desire. I want you. I desire to join with your fire. I want you. More than I care to admit. For desire of it a thing is inherent in its denial. But you. may be worth the risk. You. I want you more than my next breath.

I whispered your name against my bed sheets as an extra layer of protection from the cold. Guiding me to sleep.The syllables driving off my tongue into the sweetest regions of madness where reality is covered in honeyed lenses. Sugary and sweet. I breathed your essence in....

Then whispered the name again..... #TheGift

I long for the day when you thirst for me. When your every waking breath is consumed by the thought if me. When your voice quivers as it releases my name. When your body burns for me. Your mind yearning for my stimulation. Your ears filter through all sounds searching for my confident footfalls, the jingle of my keys. I long for the day you feel my momentary absence as an assault on your soul. On this day, I will give you.....

..... TheGift

My addiction

I'm hooked on you

I package and label you brand new....

There's an itch that you scratch at the base of my spine

Please scratch it I can't reach it at the base of my mind

I love it- I love it
I can barely breathe

Sharp intake of breath/life
Bring me to knees

I don't need it-I don't need it -Its never good to be addicted

I can't fight it- not at all it feels so good to be injected

Intoxicated from your touch
Before I ever felt it

I worshipped you from afar oh so much to relish

Dammit now I have another fetish- its your stimulation without it life is hellish

I never been high like this before- where the funk is my detachment?

I'm acting like a crack whore
Now I only have 2 choices

I can quit- I can quit
And cause myself affliction

Or I could open up my soul
And become your addiction......

.....TheGift

I cannot contain her

I want her so badly I cannot contain her in my poems. She Haunts me. Taunts me. Becomes the betrayer of my body. My mind becomes her playground. She sauntered into my dreams. Picked up and walked across the cellphone to satellite to ME connection and settled into my REM sleep. How could she do this to me? Now...I'm rambling. I just remember her breathing my name slowly...into...my ear... and it took my breath away. I faded into oblivion. I let the ages envelop me.I fed her ALL of me and she regurgitated me from her womb. New. I cannot contain her in a poem. So I wrote several. and none of them make sense to the casual observer. She's just. That. Good.

....TheGift

You have no. Idea. What you do to me.

When I read you, I breathe you

My Body Shudders as I speak you

I moan as I beseech you

I flee to you

I

I

I

Caress your face with my words

Give you life with my verbs

Play out quick fantasies

I'm not worthy

This form is

not working

.....TheGift

Cake

The air is mixed well.
Equal parts longing and desire
A little hope
A little spice
Yes...... A little lust.

The air is tinged with expectations
Broken promises flavor our conversation
As We both

have never
been taken......
There.

And I want you.
Blast off in my spaceship let
Me take you,
To a place in your body you've never been let me
Make you,
See a different spectrum of
Color your never seen,
Let me break you.
Only to rebuild you once again.
Just promise me you can reciprocate.
The act is the only time I can let my feelings
Take over
So dammit, take over.
I want to shudder like a leaf
And st-st-st-stammer when I breath.
I don't want my legs to retain solidity
Turn my knees to Jello
.......

Contact sport.
Go hard or go home.

.......
Blood Sport.
Go IN or no DOME

.....TheGift

:::::::From the Purple Book pt.1:::::::

From: The Purple Book

The drop one by one
like Hammer blows
No Pretensions
Only admissions
charges thrown
Only guilty pleas
Quiet sentencing
lives finishing...



We stand shining like
Stars fallen from twilight
Bright lights
Diamonds among the rough
Made from different stuff
Weaknesses taken from
Strengths given from
We shine among these
Broken rocks