when you look into my eyes
right before we kiss
something inside of me stirs
and like whiskey
the taste of you
lingers on my lips
long after we part
i seem to be living my days
intoxicated
but needing one more drink
because baby
you may taste like whiskey
but you do down like
honey
April 1, 2017
he fucked his way
into my poetry
but he kissed his way
into my heart
and with his sexy words
he got under my skin
and into my bones
March 30, 2017
you are every word
to the poem
that i can never forget
something about
salt rose and topaz
shadows and souls
you buzz around my brain
and consume
my every thought
because when i am loving you
nothing else exists
i seem to know
no other way
March 30, 2017
starting at my knee
you trace a
slow
deliberate
trail
up
my
leg
and stare into my eyes
i think you must enjoy
watching me struggle
to find my next breath
because your finger
is taking the scenic route
along the back of my thigh
making it impossible
to exhale (or inhale?)
my body seems to have forgotten
which one it was on
sensing my need
or maybe experiencing one of your own
you break our gaze
and pull my lips to yours
offering me the oxygen
that you are to me
and i hear you moan
an i love you
into my mouth
or maybe that was me
March 29, 2017
if you could see my
every thought
you would know that my
every desire
is you
you could count the number of times
in the middle of the day
that my mind drifts
to memories
of you
and you could understand
that when i say
that i am addicted
you will see how i have found my vice
in you
March 12, 2017
i close my eyes
and am met with memories
of another darkened room
the air clouded with
whispered demands
and safe words
that never passed my lips
with no light
you navigated my body
by touch
fingertips teasing
and leading the way
for teeth and tongue
your hungry mouth
tasting my body
slowly
inch by sensitive inch
nibbling
devouring
as i gripped a fistful of sheets
and your hair
when the orgasms you commanded
shook through my body
and when only my heavy breaths
and pounding heart
echoed around us
i kissed a trail
down your delicious body
worshiping you
with my tongue
and lips
before climbing atop
in a brief moment of control
and desire
for you to claim
once again
that which is already
yours
March 12, 2017
there is something different
in the way that you touch me
and i have spent so many hours
trying to put my finger on it
i have had late night conversations
with the moon
listening to his lovesick ramblings
about the sun
and trying to put into words
how your hand on me
touches more than just skin
he speaks of the heat he feels
in the presence of his love
and the cold darkness of her absence
i just nod in agreement
because no better words can describe
you
March 11, 2017
