Contact Desire


To crave another’s touch, feeling every kinetic connection

A caress upon the face, graze upon the neck

Lines traced upon the skin, a circle made upon the flesh

Sensual nip, a butterfly kiss on the hip

Every taste, every delicious morsel

Each ounce devoured

Consumed willingly



He is those many words

Jumbled on dangled cords

That dance in my head

Of emotions once bled

Oozing through my blackened pen

Rewritten over and over again

Finally, spilling out on paper

A long tale of a heart breaker

No fairy tale prose

Unending stories which never close

Except for my stolen heart

Left scared in parts

Fortified Princess

Known to herself she initiated

Such separation of heart
Speaking the truth she never lied
Always herself, she put herself on the wall
Her feeling worn on the sleeve
That once cared greatly and deeply
All shattered by time and stubbornness
Now Cacooned in herself
She cowers under the pressure
Of words spoken that are meant to break
Broken into pieces, her soul lays limp
Lifeless and mortally wounded
Bleeding from the sword of love
Wielded from a knight
Which was suppose to save, not kill
Dead are those thoughts she once had
Buried under the walls that once were
Never will she let a knight behind those walls
Holding only at arms length
Nor shall the truth be known
What lies within those walls she hides