I have the need to taste you,
But not like before.
I want to feel you inside,
Beyond that locked door.
Crimson drop of desire,
wet upon my lip.
My emotions run higher,
Please don't let them slip.
Beyond the body spirit,
and to the flesh below.
Remember to breath deeply,
Give in to the undertow.
Kiss me gently with your touch.
Whisper the words that mean so much.
The salty taste of my tears,
The painful tense in my throat,
Seeing the colors of my pain.
The colors of pale gray,
The mix of the year,
Feeling my heart quit again.
Darkness is gray,
Not black like believed,
The gray of muddled emotions.
Heart wrenching pain,,
Disastrous memories,
Needing to forget again.
One year has passed,
the physical scars have faded,
But the hot tempered visions persist.
When will it stop,
the sight of the hate,
The hate to the faithful me.
Broken body encases,
The broken spirit with in,
My broken pieces rigid to be cut on.
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