We belong....

trinityelizatrinityeliza Posts: 426
edited January 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Soft, tender lips
quenching my hunger
holding me hostage
under their
transforming touch...

honeyed clouds
dancing on my tongue
I feel light headed
for you have stolen...

my breath is controlled
by your every move
so is it not obvious
how much I need...

you gently push
the hair out of...
my eyes must give
me away...

tell you my
dreams... become reality
as you lift me high
beneath the stars
only to bring me back
to your
soft, tender lips once more
quench my hunger.
Put me in coach...I'm ready to
Fuck up...the USA...
Look at me...I can rig...
The presidency!!!!
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  • you know i'm thirsty too... pm me and i'll reveal what i can do !
    i'm a thief... and a liar...

    see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
  • where's the pm??
    Put me in coach...I'm ready to
    Fuck up...the USA...
    Look at me...I can rig...
    The presidency!!!!
  • Mrs.Vedder78Mrs.Vedder78 Posts: 4,585
    You guys are really going at it tonight huh?

    Your poem is very provocative, I like the subtleness.

    It describes many feelings I have experienced myself, things I probably couldnt explain but you beautifully put into words.
    "Without the album covers, where do you clean your pot?" - EV
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