warmth - soaking ecstacyas her ankles come to restupon my shoulder bladespullingthrustingevery penetration bursting,spurting delicious elixirculminates perspirationwith shuddered breath betweenfainted whimpersdeeper we willingly diveinto this forbidden chasmtabooed behind ignorant eyeswho fail to witness the lustof my cousin’s bliss
poetry
A Summer’s Day
"A good girl explores being bad at a pool party"
My favorite teacher, Mr. Andres, had sent me a text this morning.It read: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”A joke between us since I had taken his English literature class during junior year.He was still on my mind...
A pair of swans strolled through curtains of white and pink blossomslike lovers hand-in-hand.Petals were strewn around themtheir path tracing a poet's pattern of love.Leaving a single feather behind.
Lush in Quebec
"The first time meeting a Lush friend."
My hands shake on the steering wheel,My fingers gripping tight,A glance out the window does revealOld Quebec, at night.I do not know this train station,I do not know this placeBut I know for months I've thought of youThough I've never...
A longing lookA hand against my thigh“Do you want me?” I breatheAn answering sigh I glide a little closerA smile laced with charmYour mouth along my neckMy fingers rippling down your arm Your lips meet mineA fervid brush of tonguesHands rushing through...
i'm dying—there can be no other explanation forthe way my heart beats against its bone cagethe way my lungs tighten and swellas your tongue maps the arch of my throatdescendsto the curve of my breasts. i'm dying—burning to deathas your hands...
Pania of the reef
"A poem based around the New Zealand Maori myth of Pania of the reef"
Still and silent stream in the midnight darkResting amongst the flax is the night sky beauty herselfQuenching a thirst from the sweet, still watersWinds that whisper vows and carry the faintest of spellsHer eyes are deep pools of wintery waterPlaying...
A Memory of Waking
"A memory of waking next to a lover"
Time slips away, leaving only the memories,shadows of reality once solid,now fleeting and flawedyet no less precious for that. The memory of waking to find you next to me,arms across me, holding, touching me as I lay,seeing awareness in your eyes as...
The essence ofHimSeeps through theGaps in my soul,Thrumming the darknessWith growing need,Bringing forth honeyTo scent the airI wish he breathedUpon my skin.His electricity singes the tipOf my tongueThat longs to danceAlong the breadth ofAll he'll give to meIf only I...
Lying here, overmastered. Solitary in the night.Still possessed by the taste of you,The scent of you, the savage sweetnessOf this moment in its impermanence.First the harmony, then the dissolution.The joining, then the leaving.The connection and departure.Slipping into sleep, I am...