sometimes

Felicity

i'm sick of pouring my heart out
so that i can move through
days without you
i've contradicted myself
time and time again
i promised myself
that i would stay strong
against all pushing
into my soul
my instincts will tell me
without fail
that which i feel
is true and natural
but here i am again
needing to formulate
an explanation for it all
it was sex
that scent of urge
those words of request
you wanted to fuck me
to fuck the body
that belongs to the mind
that changed your life
you wanted to fuck me
and you still do
because you know
our chemistry astounds us
i have it all inside me
part of you is forever
making up some part of my body
some proteins
remain somewhere here
some memories
remain locked in brain banks
never dog-eared
like pages of the bible
but fresh each time
vivid scenes and sounds
tireless watching
of our inner movie clips
i've never been so obsessed
repeating over and over
your words
your touching me
your kisses
you've never been so obsessed
feeling over and over
my calm
my fondles
my quiet intensity

i lay my soul out clean
i have no guilt nor remorse
i have no regret,no never
for one cannot feel repentent
when one has loved
in the name of GOD
and what He has brought
from deep within us

clean and holy love
GOD bless you
my darling

Lucky Lucy

I relate to your words so much, you write with your heart and not your head, i admire that so much, its not easy to do. Thankyou for sharing your inside and not just the out.

tenaciousA

funny how some feelings have a smell...

i was struck by the sensation today...


some subconscious cerebral machinations moved my physiology to sensory response and i was left with an unmistakable scent experience

as olfactorially present as a rose on a sunny windowsill

fucking fascinating




nice read, felicy...