If I hold my heart out
Will you take it, will you dare?
Will you take my heart
Within your hands
Will you hold my heart with care ?
Will you love me as I love
Will you never let me go
Will you walk beside me
Will you love me so?
Tag desire
Be Mine
Vice
Nothing to live for
Nothing to gain
Your sweet pleasure
Drives me insane.
I cut you out
I push you away
There’s no resistance
Nothing to say.
Touch me once
Again touch me twice
Broken I crumble
Your kiss – my every vice.
Gate-Crasher
Drifting to another world
I wonder what will be
If you will lift me off my feet
Or simply rescue me
There’s nothing more than can be shared
We’ve said it all before
Our pleasures past have come undone
It’s gone – our lust of yore
So now I’m left to question all
The should’s I never do
For when I fall asleep at night
It’s you, it’s only you.
Infiltration
What is it about you that gave you all the power to sweep in unawares and infiltrate my mind with longings and desires of you by my side?
All-Encompassing
It is love that I am after
The pure, unadulterated, all-encompassing love
That accepts me as I am –
And for who I am.
Secret Message
For one day only
I will tell you my thoughts
I will write them down for you
Tomorrow they will be erased
What I have to say will all be gone
No trace of these words will ever remain
I would like you to know how much I love you
The pain in my chest when I think of you
The longing to be close to you
The desire of my heart
But it can never be
It will never be
All that will remain
Is a blank page
With no words typed
Or written
No trace of any words
At all
Stay Away
Even if I crawl on my knees
Beg with an outstretched hand
Even if I am overcome with raging desire
Surrounded with butterflies from
My head down to my toes
Please, I plead of you
In my temptation
Overpowered –
Please!
Stay away from
Me
Second-Hand
He sent through a poem
Better than I could ever write
About smiles and kisses
Butterflies and wings
Peace and dreams
Flying me to lands of love
The words I hungered to hear
The words I ached to feel
And then I saw
The lines were old
They were written not
For me, they were presented
Second-hand
https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2016/04/26/bleeding-words/
Thorn in my Flesh
