No One

Dirt under my nails

Digging my own grave

Why can’t I stop

It’s the pain I crave

My fingertips are bleeding

Yet still I dig

What am I trying to find

Must be something big

Insanity is not far

I feel reality slipping

I must be going crazy

Something evil is chipping

I see myself falling

I just can’t catch me

There is no one there

To reach out and snatch me

Pillow Talk

The anticipation grows, The indication shows

I’m waiting to collide, All needs supplied

Bodies intertwined, Two souls combined

Frantic moments spent, Love pushed to the extent

Lips brushing flesh, Slow and tender caress

Eyes rolling back, Pleasure giving maniac

Gasping for air, In this whirlwind we share

Fingers strumming skin, Like a violin

Melodic moans, Tingling in our bones

Rising like the sea, You and I in harmony

Roaring like the wave, Ecstasy’s what we crave

Mouths whisper affection, Passion made perfection

Exploring each other, Under the cover

💋Kiss💋Me💋

💋Kiss💋Me💋

Kiss me
Under the sunset
Kiss me
In the moon’s silhouette
Kiss me
Like the colors of the sky
Kiss me
Lest I die
Kiss me
Sunset reds
Kiss me
As the night air spreads
Kiss me
Sky blues
Kiss me
Until my lips bruise
Kiss me
On the clouds
Kiss me
In the crowds
Kiss me
Until my last breath
Kiss me
Until my death 

Suffering

I am suffering in agony, longing

For you to love me, hug me

I’m thirsting for your affection

I’m starving for your adoration

I want to be your one and only

I want to be the one you need

I want to fulfill your every desire

I need to feel your fingertips

Sending electricity through my body

I need to hold my face close to yours

Inhaling every breath you exhale

I want to fill you with happiness

I want to be the reason you smile

I need to be your every smile

When your mind wanders

I am craving your closeness

I desire to lay in your embrace

Engulfed in your presence

Oh baby I wish you could feel

This yearning, this withdrawal

That I’m suffering everyday

You are not in my arms

Come baby come rest

Lay your head on my bosom

Let me shower you with bliss

Or let me waste away

Into oblivion into nothing

Where Art Thou O Inspiration

Some days I want to write, but it’s just not there. I guess it happens to the best of us. I’ll look around for some inspiration

” First comes information, Then comes imagination, Which ends with inspiration.”

`                         `~April Mitchell~