A Poem Inspired by "Your Hands" by Marsha Ambrosius

I wanna grab you & suck...

Suck til I have all of you inside me

Feel me sallow & digest you into my heart & sole.

Your Hands feeling, caressing my inner parts until you

reach your final destination at my heart & rest...rest.

Rest your heart in mine& let's synch our rhythms.

Boom, Boom, Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom....Breath...

Breath til your breaths become mine,

& mine become yours.

Let's connect spiritually, physically,mentally & sexually .

So that we are forever in each others thoughts.

Become my lips to listen to them whisper I LOVE YOU in your ears.

As our bodies melt together & stay. Molded....entangled as we lay holding each other tightly, gravity will never force us apart. We'll stay as one for as long as you can stay sucked into my world.

The Game

 In the beginning there was honesty, trust & fear that we were doing the right thing
The two of us had so many dreams of things we wanted to do.
We often shared with one another no matter how weird or frivolous.
I was afraid at first but then you made everything escape me &
For once I felt free. Free enough to expose my natural self to you without doubt of what you’ll see is the true me.
We start what I call the game, when you want everything to be perfect, & see no pain.
It never rains. Just the luminous rays of sun shine.
The smell of spring, the language of the birds in the am after leaving you lay refreshed in our bed. The ideas of what gifts to bare, soaring like the eagles in the air. Fulfilling your every need is what’s important to me.
I’ll drop the earth, and replace you on my axis if I can continue to keep you spinning with me.
Soon our visions of each other change, trying desperately to hold onto each other’s dreams. Some how they are swayed, tangled, & revamped into energy that no longer governs us. What’s become is not us, it’s not what we both longed for.
 Let’s restart this game reignite our flame and join our worlds without all the pain. 

Me

I am not the perfect person you think I am

I am not your knight in shining amour

I am not as strong as I always pretend to be

I am me; the only me I can be.

Me that loves so hard that it hurts

I wish I could forget all the pain, but the pain reminds me that I too have been hurt.

Maybe not in the same likness of you, but pain is pain.

Iam me that longs to be loved not only by my peers but from me as well.

A love that is unconditional, through all of my fears, thoughts & insecurities.

Would you still be there even on my bad days, when I’m at my lowest thoughts?

To have, to hold, to love me the way I give love to you?

With tears in my eyes or rage in my heart just to say everything will be ok?

I am not the perfect person you think I am

I am not your knight in shining amour

I am not always as strong as I pretend to be

I am me the only me I can be…..