Friday, July 31, 2015

Yours Forever

Strip me, petal by petal and slowly;
Touch me…and fondly mold me in your open arms.....
Let me feel your breath and the heartbeat in the dance
Let imagines paint me with the trail of your tongue....
And I will forever dance for you and with you alone

See how slowly my body sways, and begs for you
See how my hips whisper to your fiery leaps,
To lead you to my temptation's gate...
Do you hear me? Do you feel me?
Can you gather my tears?

You are the one I have been waiting for
To savor in my well of elegance
To melt me into your waiting arms
Let’s fuse body and spirit when you run the tip
Of your tongue along my spine
Oh this will ride my pulse higher and higher
Leaving me wet and wanting to devour you.

Envelope my sweet surrender
And awake to my addiction to your devilish embrace
Sip my liquid gift of abandonment for you to know, I burn....
I burn for you and for you alone and please,
Take my soft sparkling surrender with you
I’m craving....I’m craving always for the singe that
Trembles my silky will and sparks my hidden desires
That we live forever on this playground with sighs...sighs.

Ooh! Why did I do this? I’m yours forever.




Do You Remember Me?

Hello Dear, do you remember me
We danced together at Tip Toe Gardens before
That was many years ago, many, many years ago
And I couldn’t let you go because of many things
Your love was so divine and your embrace so warm
That I wanted you to be mine though you belonged elsewhere
Do you remember when you made me surrender that night
Today, I’m helplessly helpless, your memory is all I cherish
So when next we meet again I'm going to hold you tight
And squeeze you with all my might because
I am head over heels in love with you
Remember, if you love me like I love only you
No knife will ever cut our love in two
Hello Dear, do you remember me
We danced together at Tip Toe Gardens before
That was many years ago, many, many years ago



Sunday, July 26, 2015

To Whom It May Concern

To whom it may concern:
The words stood long by his side
Like a watchdog at the entrance of memory
This is how he will be remembered.
When they say the last farewell.

He stood looking as if he was solidified
He remembered his dreams for his children
On the verge of difficulties where he saw death
Where he lived without life and faced terror
And danced through profound darkness.

Yet, before the sun set coldly that noon
One walked to his window and looked at him
You are not my father, my father is God in the sky
How odd, he thought, to be blessed with a cuff
But of course, he was blessed to know it now.

To whom it may concern:
The words stood long by his side
And he remembered the journey, the tight pants
The sea-lions barking, and he smiled at her
Who saw a doctor of misery in the father.