just like that bare naked ladies song, I'm hot like wasabi when I'm next to your body, baby

this has been cycling through my head all day

hidden addiction

I have a nasty habit of romantasizing beauty and art and falling in love.
Then there you were, with poetry in your eyes and undiscovered colors in your words.
I was defensless, caught unarmed and unawares.
My heart raced, skin buzzing, hands itching to behold, to discover.
A slave to my addiction I reeled and I raced.
Mouth watering, salivating for a taste.
Characteristically biting off more than I can chew.
I was enchanted by the muse I found in you.

naked

I dream of a day when I can bear my soul to a man and be embraced. Not as a vessel of carnal means, but for the captavating beauty yet waiting....

is it beautiful?

Can you see through to the beauty of what you can't posibly understand in me?

because I feel insecure sometimes too

If I fell in love with you


Would you promise to be true

And help me understand

Cos I've been in love before

And I found that love was more

Than just holding hands



If I give my heart to you

I must be sure

From the very start

That you would love me more than her



If I trust in you oh please

Don't run and hide

If I love you too oh please

Don't hurt my pride like her

Cos I couldn't stand the pain

And I would be sad if our new love was in vain



So I hope you see that I

Would love to love you

And that she will cry

When she learns we are two

Cos I couldn't stand the pain

And I would be sad if our new love was in vain



So I hope you see that I

Would love to love you

And that she will cry

When she learns we are two

If I fell in love with you

never again

This is the last time I let you get close.
I can't afford your fickleness.
I can't stand on the edge of this legde
Waiting for you to cross the bridge.
Not another drunken night.
I wont give up my heart to your knife.
Your empty words penatrate deep.
I don't know how I thought I could believe
this time...

intamate exchanges

When I embrace your fears,
Do I scare you?
When I accept your imperfections,
Are you troubled?
When I'm not put off by your ideocyncrasies
Does it disturb you?
When I say all the right things,
Do I make you nervous?
When I ask for nothing,
Are you unsettled?
When I want only but to be with you,
Does it frighten you?

Damn you, Man. I wasn't looking for this. I linger on everything I touch because the feeling of your skin lingers in every nerve ending in each finger tip. Electrically intoxicating, a multimedia canvas. Every touch of my tools creates a beautiful combination of reactions. Blisstic high. I leave and my high fades. I'm an empty vessel, an addict feinding for the next fix. I don't know what this is, and I frankly don't care. What I do know is me body craves more. Sir, you've ruined me. My concentration is askew, boundaries have flown out the window... Man, I don't know what to do, I want you.