Fear

A torrential mindfuck When it takes hold You struggle to Plant your feet back Firmly on the ground You're in it The trenches Gripping at sanity Clawing to get peace Forgetting the grace in your heart Goodness evades you Dread fills your belly And the only relief is Screaming into a towel on the tile Bathroom floor

Stripped

Darkness pulling me in I succumbed to temptation Buried Deep within me The voice inside my head whispered "Slow down" Fantasies silenced it Giving into your experienced hands Letting you feast upon Willing, greedy skin Ravaging it with Tormented delight A shared need so great I saw it Reflected in your eyes Until a clock struck The hour of reality I felt my Tender heart Ache Bruised Shattered I took a ragged deep breath and looked for the light

Craving

It's more than fingers curling over bedsheets and dilated eyes; Hands held together over head, Liquid gushing between the thighs. Air thick with desire, quickened breaths compete; how will he leave his mark on her, how does she tame this heat? It starts off slow, but always grows; a craving that's so primal, she's barely left composed. Her eyes meet his and then he smiles; she revels in pleasing him, there's nothing more worthwhile.

Perfect Fit

my small hands yearn for yours to grasp them squeeze them protect them when i look down and up again your eyes meet mine you smile ear to ear eyes twinkling soul shining take them to your lips my heart's an olympian doing triple somersaults and we walk on

Crumbling

Stealing glances at the clock I waited impatiently Typed impersonally Made to do lists mentally Then the telltale hour hit and breathing came unsteadily Tentative fingers dialed The unknown beckoned and beguiled Ringing and ringing and ringing My sinking heart awaited trial Until a voice on the other end Quietly confirmed a fear most vile Sending me falling onto my knees and wondering if life would ever again be worthwhile

Battleground

Each morning when the alarm clock rings, she whispers a prayer and hopes He brings...an end to the war she’s waging. Every single day. The enemy may surprise you; Evil works hard to find a way. To crush a positive spirit, dim the light inside. Cruel words, deceit and mockery are now weapons to strip her pride. Belittled, manipulated, attacked...such ruthless spite could knock anyone off their path. But though her soul is deeply bruised, the strength within her can’t be diffused. With a graceful heart and spark so bright, integrity is her shield to win this fight.

Disenchanted

It was impossible not to let my guard down when such earnest words escaped your lips. Caressing the edges of my face, lifting the hair from my neck, they made their way in through my receptive ears. Tentative, but twinkling with hopefulness. They began to chisel at the stone wall around my skeptical heart. But just as I started to believe them, their value began to change. Hopefulness turned to disrespect and hid behind a mask of silence. The common bond we quickly formed was cast away like pirates. Any honesty in those words will always remain a question. The wall around my heart is secure again; and only a man as good as his word can break it.