You’re my secret sex pot
Soft and sweet
Piping up
I drop to my knees
You’re my secret sex pot
Supple and candied
Burnt candelabra
Caught in wax and steam
Smoke in the air
Sweat in my hair
Silhouettes in the air
Tender whispers
Sprawled out
And bare in your lair
Tasty honey
I’m panting for you
Chocolate lava
I’m drowning in you
You’re my secret sex pot
Please don’t leave
The way you’ve snatched me
May I have more? Pretty please?
Hearts are built to endure the whips
Shaped like bloody fists
Would never leap so far
If I was bound to miss
Crashing down love-less
Blisters and bliss
Kisses and lisps
Screams and violins
Racing through a rose petaled labyrinth
Losing myself again
Pushed and shunned
Under a spell and jilted for fun
Violet orchids and white lies
Boiling in your cauldron
How I yearned for just one embrace without the disdain
How I spun in love crazy and you drove it insane
All broken hearts sound the same
No matter the 100 smiles and hugs
The sex, the tears, thank you letters and drugs
I am all there is to blame
Once upon a time not quite like this
I yearned for a sweetness just like this.
A touch like this.
A kiss like this.
Never knew butterflies could soar like this
Or the sun would shine like this.
Smile like this.
So warm like this.
Never wrote a poem that sung like this.
Think I’ll stay for a while…
She mourns. She cries. She drinks and drives
down an endless road, staring into a midnight sky.
Fist clenched and heart racing.
She screams. She shouts. She fights to force all emotion out
into an abyss of nothingness, praying the pain away.
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