I Need

I need a fairytale, a world wind, a prince, a white night, a gladiator, a lion, a wolf in man's clothing!

I need a hero, a superman, a ray of light, someone to make me feel this life, to lift me high above the clouds, to unblind my eyes to see the sunrise.

I need a crush, a love, a lustful lust, a simple touch, a feel that's way to much, someone strong to hold in my clutch.

I need a kiss, a wet kiss, a deep juicy kiss, one that when he's gone, I would truly miss.

I need hands, hands that will touch me everywhere, hands that are large or small, I don't care!

I Need!!!

I need to be held, held tight and never let go, hands to touch my body, sometimes nice and sometimes slow.

I need to feel, to feel his body pressed against mine, for him to drown me, drown into me like a fine red wine.

I need a pulse, a heart beat a throbbing to release my soul, to warm my blood because right now it's cold!!

I need a breath to breath deep into me, bring me back to life, to open my eyes from this dark allowing me to see the light.

I Need!!!

He Fears Me

Clearly he feared me, or was it fear of himself. 

Untouched flesh that goosebumps covered 

From the sensation of my breath, 

upon the sultry scented neck he possessed.  

Clearly he desired me, Aspired to acquire me 

Yet, he clearly feared me, 

Perhaps he could see the duality of my personality, 

evil and good. 

These Things I Need

these things I need are not hard to give
just a necessity these things I need to live

I will be everything I possibly can
in return all I ask is that you be a man

be a comfort in my hour of need
be the band aid when I bleed

absorb my tears as they fall
lend me your strength be my brick wall

Tears like Rain

I wouldn’t complain if love gives you
Me
And you’ll pull me away from that bitch name karma
And the dark spots that linger over me
would be replaced with the sun’s rays
Shining light on our destiny
Dreams chased with us being side by side
And us holding hands Somewhere over the rain bow

And We

will become each other's pot of gold
And tomorrow will seem like a couple of lifetimes away
when really
It’s only a few seconds
and

Intellectual Intercourse

I've invited you
to whisper
sweet nothings, everything
and whatever
is in between
your thoughts
about me
to me....

Your lips
close to
my ear
enticing
my lips
to be
near yours
but I want
to hear
of this
explicit desire
to be closer
not just
to my body
but
my heart
as well....

My Offering

Waiting on the edge of addiction
Standing on the ledge with restriction
Part of me wants to stay
Part of me wants to run away

The darkness of my needs are returning
The part of me that bleeds is now burning
Touch me if you dare
I don’t easily scare

Help me lose control and possess me
Reach inside my soul and caress me
I know you can taste it
Would be a shame to waste it

My lust is like a siren’s call
So trust yourself and start to fall
Let go of what’s inside
Reveal all you try to hide

Put your hand against my breast
Understand you have been blessed
Between my thighs
Is where beauty lies

Waiting on the edge of addiction
Standing on the edge with conviction
I release my fears
And offer you my tears

Fever

A thought turns into fantasy
A smell burns in my memory
A touch can last forever
If you let it

A dream can wake a nightmare
A desire becomes deadly
A whisper chases a scream
In an instant

Pleasure wrapped in pain
Don’t you dare complain
Try to break the chain
Nothing more to gain

A scar holds secret beauty
A laugh blends with the tears
A truth retells a lie
If you trust it

A caress leaves a bruise
A kiss lessens the wound
A heart has no limits
If you’re open

The choice is yours to make
Inside I feel the ache
There is so much at stake
For you my soul will shake

I Gave You My Soul

I gave you my soul: handful of shimmering leaves from the treetop of a birch reached towards the Sun...

few rays of Moon and a few flowers of healing meadow's herbs tied by thread of the spool of magic

whose thread I follow through darkness up to the place where your soul is lonesome

brooding into the sky Forgive me because of the modest gift,

I didn't know how to become a star to lighten you glance because 

in this moment in life I learned just how to be a human, woman carried by whirlpools

of the red river which springs from the heart and again pour in it