Flame

Okay, I see you. Hips swimming in hot pools of body and breath, eyes closed, all you feel is sound tugging at your waist. He’s pulling your hair you come up for air And I help. Wish it wasn’t so unfair. Greedy, but all I want is to share, you. Caress this radiating energy In…

No Feels

Feel no way.. Feel no way.. Lately I’m only painting grey. A washed out hue, of baby blue, A drunken shade of pink. Two dozen roses in the garden And they aren’t even red. The hell with the color of a flower, the petals still end up on your bed. I’m filling myself with a…