I Think I Love You..I'm Leaving

Why did you treat me this way? 

WOUNDS 

Can I let you miss me like this and walk away? 

CHANGE 

Who calls me just to tell me how crazy I make him? 

DESIRE 

How will I forget and recover? 

HEART 

When the passion dies between two bodies where does it go? 

DISINTEGRATES 

What does it look like when it is revived in the eyes of another lover? 

REAWAKENING BEAUTY

Flooding

This is a repost from 2008. My friend recently asked if I had a favorite poem. This is certainly one of them

FLOODING
Large drops of rain
Don’t just drip,
But roll and twist
Around sopping wet
Curls.

She believes
smudged eye liner
changes her identity
And for just a minute
She is somebody else

Twisting her body
spewing random prose
packed with venom
Her seductive whispers
pierce through
the tropical storm

When her eyes catch
a familiar victim
immediately she is horrified
when she is caught
wildly dancing
to thunder and lightening
during a flood warning

Photo by wallpoper 

A galaxy of shells

A galaxy of shells

shine like stars

on the floor in the dark

We glare passionately,

exchanging strikes

of the eye,

each with its own code

The open door is split

down the center

The windows

have been

blown

out

These are the consequences of eruptive behavior

It’s fiery HOT in here

We’ve been destructive

AFFLICTIONS:

strike,

bite,

blow,

cuff,

collide

Created an inferno

in this pressure tank of a bedroom

with a raging, love

that’s like a machine gun

Battle Scars

A blow torch was taken to our love..

It burned 

blue, 

blue, 

blue.

I saw an image of 2 lovers 

       in a carnal battle

A fight to the death of hearts

A power struggle of the minds,

One with emotional nuclear-like weapons.

The other with a dangerous intellectual sword.

It was a deadly combination

An exchange of vows 

we guarded,

locked up,

turned up the pressure,

pushed buttons and it detonated.  

In just seconds it disintegrated

floating off in the form of smoky clouds

In a bed alone I lie

I’m floating on 

the black blankets 

rolling before my eyes

Counting the little scars 

I feel tingling on my flesh

Writing our saga into a book of history,

a manual to help win the next battle 

Game

These stilettos resemble 

       football cleats 

caked 

                with mud and blades 

        of grass.

         Beaten up, 

this game has got me 

on highs and lows... 

Going 

       game 

          for 

  game 

until I get tackled

      by the one 

          that 

     makes me

hang my jersey up.

Shelter

His kind of love is

a weapon of mass destruction. 

He falls over and over 

destroying the hearts of 

crowds of the most innocent 

         women. 


He is a terrorist,

a heartless beat,

with a mind set to reach

a point of detonation

in 5,4,3,2...

tick*

BOOM!!!!




Danger... danger... 

follows me

danger... danger...

I cut my connections.

There is nothing stranger

than the thought of another

knowing my wiring.





You found me on this 

dance floor that feels more like

a bomb shelter

you don't know me

I've lost my phone and ID


Smudged eyeshadow 

shimmery darkness 

across my cheek bones

resembling the aftermath of a blast




In your arms 

I find a bomb shelter..***

And on my lips  you taste 

the residue of an explosive passion 

that is not ours...

I Want to Get Digital -part one

Virtual lover:
We are each other's
dream-guy and lady
Digital kinks
Smiley face with a wink ;)
Ur words..
Hot..and translated into images
of the ideal love
Romantic & sensual
The most real of all
invisible encounters
We exchange
pictures and text,
dreaming of a physical intersection
XXXXXratedXXXXX
Hesitant, fearful that the fantasy
will be assassinated
dare we ever meet
face-to-face

Dysfunction

From blogs.miaminewtimes.com

We are a passionate movie scene

A desire.. man made

It’s not supposed to be like this

You make me feel so low, worthless, desperate

Then say with your eyes

baby give me a kiss

It’s rusty..

there are sparks flying

from the pieces that grind,

& roll over each other

No longer fitting together

Malfunction…

These words fall silently from my lips

Before I grab a hold of you

It’s uncontrollable

The way we touch

We are parts of this machine

Squeaking and screeching

Uncared for

we’ve taken it for granted

Now, it is just used to doing

what it does

We are outdated

You no longer take me on dates

It’s broken,

Dysfunction

And we can’t let go

Because somehow this beaten up machine

Still moves

Beauty and the Dragon

We burnt the place down

&

Shook up the room 

Now, were lying in the aftermath of a lit match

against spontaneous, alcohol-infused passion

This room appears to be a battlefield

A slayed a dragon sleeps next to me

I lay clutching my sword

He snores, sighing, dead to the world

He’s very ordinary, common-

with his scruffy face and squishy love handles

My wide, curious pupils watch him

in the dark as his stomach rises up and down

Through these amber eyes he is mystical

My arms stretch longing to touch the ceiling 

In this bed that’s like a cloud 

I soar curiously into the darkness of these walls

like navigating the night sky

feeling as if the stars were tickling me

while I fly over a battlefield of firey dreams

REINVENTION

I want to reinvent myself,

color my hair

then cut it all off,

get a blond wig with black streaks,

and live the life of a freak

a few days a week.

Imma remix myself

be more lusciously,

sexual,

emotionally tolerable,

look even hotter in a t-shirt,

find a man who is dangerously irresistible,

and be more aggressive

and vulgar with the fellas

I’m rewiring my connections,

masquerading around

with 6 different masks

in my back pocket,

experimenting with voodoo,

and admitting that I’m hot for dreadlocks.

I am NEW…

Making a vow to be fearless,

more attentive,

more intuitive,

I will breathe each breath

like it’s sacred H20,

look deeper into the eyes of others,

cleanse,

wash away the anxiety,

regrets, & phobias,

get a psychic reading

ask for an exorcism,

bow to the gods

and start anew.

photo credit: becomegorgeous.com