Master of Greed.
I wish I were the Master of Peace,
there'd be no tears of war, no suffering, no grief.
No evil, No corporations, No governments and No Police.
I wish I were the Master of Pain,
For it's such a sweet, pleasurable learning.
No anger, No shame.
I'd teach those who exploit, that our life is not your gain.
I wish I were the Master of Place,
I'd spread my wings from ag...
Tuesday 6th September 2022 3:51 pm
Winter, is here. Am I?
This is inspiration from the ice breeze, and cold realisation with my love.
Has it always been this cold?
I don't remember shivering so often. Nor my back cramping in pain.
Something is changing. Something is different.
As weather patterns come and go, so do you.
Why?
How can it be that the amount of love I need, doesn't need me.
Doesn't come to me. Blows over my skin, ...
Saturday 11th June 2022 1:48 pm
Never ending currents
I am in the sea.
I feel pulled under, my left arm ripped off,
My head so heavy with words of everyone except my own
This world makes me feel like I'm so unusual, that I'm a visitor.
Everybody sees a portion of me, but never all of me.
In an ocean I am drowning, with the way I'm "meant to be" pulling me under
I have fallen into a pit of cement
Wednesday 16th March 2022 3:11 am
My body is just cells to you
Torment is
Our bodies together
Soft skin on soft skin
Entangled tightly
Spooning
Your breath heavy on my neck
A kiss goodnight on my back
My lips
start to relax
Warmth begins between my hips
Pulsating
Mind racing
My lips
start to drip
My desire
A scented aroma
Fantasies begin to play
Body begging to be played
A silent moan
A loud resentment
Don't let it feel good, ...
Tuesday 4th January 2022 1:29 pm
Bottom of the list
Pumping fast to the heart
Blood
Skin feeling warm
To the touch
Inside and out, love flowing
It's flowing
Again
Into your veins
Another day,
Lost
An offer,
Again
Of a blanket on the grass
Your love in a cup
The warmth on our skins
Under the sun, like you planned
Time and time
Again
I've stopped my demands
Always promised
Always empty
If I were a substance
Could I get your love
...
Tuesday 4th January 2022 11:05 am
Intense
Overflowing like a river
On repeat over and over
I hear it
Too much
I am
Too much
My skin as thin as paper
Too thin
Always set on fire
Reactive in the wind
Too windy
Every day my skull hears my frustration
My ears
hear it from all different voices
Your voices
Stop, I beg my self
From myself
To myself
Too late
Now I hear my voice
Y...
Saturday 1st January 2022 3:14 am
Self inside
I am more than my sexuality. My job. My pleasure. My image.
I am my past
my future, my lessons,
my life, my heart, my fears.
My skin aches to be loved and my eyes to be seen,
my ears to be heard,
and me
.. me... ME... to be seen.
My passion, is not simply created and finished between my legs,
between my thighs,
but flows within my body like glitter in the wind.
...Friday 31st December 2021 9:20 am
Expressions of turmoil
My face, screaming in silence.
Unable to contain myself, unable to hide
What's inside
Muscles forming without consent
Ripping through my flesh in dismay
Stop
They say
Look at yourself
Again, again, again, today.
For my emotions cannot be silenced
My insides demand, demand, demand
To be released
Stop, they scream at me
Do you know how hard it is to be around
...Friday 31st December 2021 9:17 am
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