I place my Poems within Pockets / Of unsuspecting Men.
:: 02.18.2026 ::
Category Archives: #lust
TERROR SPREADS
EASY was media until words became
digital (you love . yourself now) Oh,
humanity i swear i learned how to not
Love Myself (the location of all enemies
upon a plane) m y l o v e died, flower
too and my lip dried — what should
we do? flaccid penis and dry
vagina? from head to toe we
think — i won’t complain: the
famous steel within the condensations
receive gratification always — WITHIN
MY BODY of glass — I grew with love
from you (a lot of bad blood) bad news
OCTOPUS
she before 100
-better than everyone.
I am on a level plane; no complaint.
:: 08.15.2020 ::
YOUR SCENT
the scent
of your
nectar
intoxicates me
And big indiscreet
kisses made my dry
thoughts turn wet
-as time ticks
the color of
Mind a wild ray
of ideas flooded
my Soul -the point
of delirium___|
:: 07.31.2020 ::
CARELESS WITH A DELICATE SOUL
AND the devil said, “Who’s got the heart
of my lover?” and the sky burned
in thunder-lust and the angels fled
like a bad bad storm.
I stood up like a prick and said,
“I ate him last night.”
And heaven help me for the way I am..
I am just a hungry woman looking for
the one who can help me know I am
more than this need I have within my soul.
So the devil looked inside my soul
and flew away, said, “honey, you got more
a need for the soul you ate
and I’m just the devil.”
I’ve been a bad bad girl
and I ran away the devil
but all I need is just
a good man.
:: 11-17-2014 ::
LUST IS A STICKY THING
LUST is a sticky thing
I touched it once
and never have removed
it’s vicious luscious
touch
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