Tag: poetry

His strong arms around meHis scent encompasses meHis hands caress meand his lips . . . His lips touch my cheek            taste my lips            tickle my neck            and explore my bodyI wish he was here beside me    holding me close    looking deep into my eyes    running his fingers through my hair    as I dig my fingers in his backPlayful rough housing that ends in sweet euphoria He releases my endorphins    enjoyably sweet like chocolate    all I can do is smileSmile and wish that this visit would never end . . .

Do you need me?Because I need to feel like you do….Am I important to your existence?Because I need to feel like I am…..I don’t think that’s asking too much…..I don’t think that’s asking enough…I give the same in returnI need you like I need air….Without you my world does not existWhen I’m around you, I breathe you in like I’ve been buried alive and you are my beacon of lightWhen I’m near you I sometimes just stop and stare, because only God could’ve created such a perfect specimen.I get goosebumps when I catch your eye….I feel you when you enter a roomI hear you when you think about meI sense you when you crave my touchI feel you all around me…I need you..I need you…….I need you………But most importantly, and…

It’s morning…I haven’t opened my eyes yet but I feel the ghosts of his fingerprints over my backI’m tangled in nothing but sheets with the sunrise dominating our roomI feel the hints of a tiny smile begin to form on my lips but my eyes remain closedHe’s following his own pattern as he uses my body as his canvasI feel the loops and the curves of the letters and pictures he’s creating on my skinHe’s so focused on what he’s doing that he still doesn’t notice the smile on my faceI love these moments…These rare moments in time where nothing exists but usAnd just when I’m about to let him know that I’m awake, he begins to speakHe tells me he loves me He explains to me how he can’t…

I’m terrifiedUnder this strong, independent exteriorI’m in a constant state of fearFear of heartbreakFear of failureFear that I’m…Disposable……ReplaceableI was comfortable before youEverything was easyMy friends and family were my constantBut you, you scare me…You’ve given me something that I’m afraid to loseAnd I’m fighting against my natural instinct to flee Are you fighting as hard for me?I need to know that I’m importantI need to know that you need meI need you to save me from myselfI didn’t even know I was this lost until you found me……My love is unselfishUncaring of the consequencesBut to give the deepest parts of my soul to you displays a vulnerability that is unknown to me and everything I amMy entire being is crying for you Aching for you to find a permanent place…

My outstretched hand missed you by an inch….I was dreaming the dream of a dreamer and forgot one important thingIt was nothing but a dream……An alternate reality of an actual realityI can close my eyes and see the image so perfectlyThe image of you in all your glory and I wonder to myself,When did it become a dream?I felt you…….I know I did…I tingled from your touch from the tips of my toenails to the ends of the strands of my hairThe art of our lovemaking will stand the tests of time with the skills and the craftsmanship that was articulated within those momentsI can still feel traces of your name on my tongue and the remnants of a kiss on my lips….And your gaze….That penetrating stare that I could…

He kissed me….He made love to me….He talked to me….He showed me….He listened to me….He told me…He liked me….He was patient with me….He loved me…..He waited for me….He taught me……everything I needed to know and learn about those four letters.In this life and in that order…The right way to loveAnd how to love in return.I am gratefulI am indebtedAnd I am ecstatic.He IS the truth.He is MY truth.Because not only does he speak the words that I need to hearAt the moments that I need to hear them…But he personifies the love that he givesAnd he is animated in the way that he shows it.I thought I was determined to have him,But I am more determined than ever to keep himBecause I let him kiss meI let him make love…

I am lost in this placeFilled with iPods and iPadsWhere am I?I am lost in this placeFilled with touch screen phonesApps for downloadSometimes freeSometimes a small “fee”Where am I?All I hear is:Go Green! Go Green!But as soon as you Go GreenThe annoying commercial comes on,Now I must live above its influenceJust to live below yoursI scream!Where am I?When did it all become so hectic?Whose idea was it to push so hard?Now I’m backed against the wallFighting everythingEverything that everyone else is embracingUntil I give inCause it’s easierAnd then I ask,When did I become so lost?Who am I?-Kaydee

I’m afraid…..I’m starting to hear the stutter of a heart that’s not really sure anymore…..The scary part?It’s not my heart I hear…It’s yours…What happened?Where did you go?One minute we’re in our impenetrable bubble of love and want and desire and the next….Nothing…No warnings, no hints, no cluesBut what I do see is doubt in your eyesI hear it in your voiceI sense it in my unanswered phone callsMy unresponded textsAnd the nights when your voice isn’t the last thing I hear…anymoreCome back to me…I don’t understand this sudden waver in consistencyAll I need is a sign that this is worth fighting for and I will fight with everything I haveShow me that you feel the way I do and I’ll do the restI’m strong enough to carry us both but…

It’s a random Sunday morning and we’re wrapped around each otherA tangle of limbs in a California King size bedAll the room in the world…… All the space we need…….But the distance is not a luxury that we want to take advantage of right nowI can hear his heart beating And I notice that mine is beating in tune with hisThis causes me to smile…My eyes are closedHands are caressing skinSkin is caressing skinAnd we can just………beAfter a moment we may talkAbout everything and nothing at the same timeIt’s sensual and real and passionateLike were making love with our words…….The best kind of foreplayMost of the time we just listen to each other breatheAnd are comforted in the simple pleasure of sharing something so pure, so trivialOn this random day,…

I'm worth it.....You treat me as if you're the prizeBut don't be mistaken,I'm the treasure.I'm the gold and the diamonds and the riches that you can only dream to possessI can walk circles around you on your best dayAll before even opening my eyes in the morningYou say I should be proud to be on your arm?The way I see it, your arm is only worth it if I'm on it......You say I should be happy to be in your presence?Your presence only makes sense if I'm next to you....You clearly misinterpret the heads that turn when we enter a roomBecause I guarantee you, if I step away from your side, the heads that turned will turn in my directionYou think I need you in my life?The greatest gift you…

Imagine and image of the imaginary mindFocus on an unfocused dreamTell a story that was told twice overAnd bound a bond worth a bundle; and you’ll find meStill where you left me the first day you met meOf maybe it’s reversedYou’re worth every memoryAnd the time it took to make one…If I imagine an image of the imaginary mindAnd if I focus on an unfocused dreamI’ll find you…right where I left you the first day I met youThis time not reversedNow think of me as I think of youAnd we’ll smile foreverA light worth shining in the darkest place-Kaydee