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With the sun setting behind me
I behold, with my back turned away.
I feel its warmth fading as swiftly as it came.
I shutter, and shiver from the wet breeze-
And the fear that the sun may never come back to me.
I stand here, with your gaze upon mine.
You reassure me-
The sun will rise again.
And when it does, there you will be.
Grasping firmly to my hand.
With the waves fixed before me,
I twiddle but a twinkle of relief.
No other man has made me feel so foolish.
Driven me to snoop and peek.
To prowl and scheme.
No other man has done this to me.
Made me question his story everytime he'd leave.
Never have I been with a man, who promised me he'd cheat.
How blind do I have to be?
I'm finding out....
Through this disgusting jealousy.
d
softly
         and deep
                           and
                                    infinitely
and on and on and on
the night yawns  strenuous  **** limbs
uncoiled precisely fingers splayed groping the
hillocks. and loves the land with gentle laps
of the moons tongue. refreshed wholly with pleasure.
       pale towers undescent pillaring dully.
and the flaccid dawn scallops the piles of mountains.
    or about the lips, whom the (day sprays dew), glistening
on the cheeks. and i go quivering between its ivory legs. kissing
         her flexing belly. exactly arched. lip biting.

                                                                 emoc
                                                    rehtih; hither coming
giddy mystery.
                                  pumping string. gasping on my stomach.

                    naked sliver grin for me.

— The End —