I Wish I Was

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I Wish I Was

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I wish I was sunlight

to lick the milk of your thighs

and taste secrets ‘tween your legs

Don’t you know?

I built my castles close to shore

and every time I want much more

you hold me captive in sky filled eyes

Release me woman in roaring waves

to catch my breath and softly say

I wish I was the cool soft rain

to wet the skin I so much crave

Don’t you know?

I built my castles close to shore

for you to wash them all away.

-H.O-


“Oh no. Don’t smile. You’ll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.”

― Tessa Dare

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Love Forgets

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Love Forgets

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When I see you my heart forgets-

A thunder beat so strong across my eyes

reflecting deep desires, but then too late

your fading smile reminds me

that love forgets to knock, so many lives

to gash their hearts and me alone I simply watch

how love forgets I’m still alive-

If just one night would be forever

inside my dreams

when all I do so empty seems

when done alone,

when love is gone

to other parts while broken hearts

remember love that used to be.

-H.O-


Our lives may not have fit together,

but ohhh did our souls know how to dance”

  1. Towne Jr.

Flapping Emotions

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Flapping Emotions

(does it make a sound if no one to love?)

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If a story starts with hello, does it ends with goodbye?

What to do with the emotions flapping deep

in the chest like the clouds in the sky?

Clouds are close imitating the shapes

of lifelike, same as what’s in my chest

late at night imitating a love now long gone,

flying high when it feels it’s all wrong

for the emotions to keep

flapping fast in my chest

late at night, when reality escapes

drifting fast in my chest like a cloud in the sky-

H.O

Awaken

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Awaken

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Your gentle face fills me with possibilities-

It reminds me of sunsets and starry nights

of how fast my heart beats with a touch

of a hand or a look that incites

to want more-

And I attempt to remember the whys

I stopped seeking and eventually ignored

my far need to be love and the want

running deep in my veins-

Then I look at your face and your eyes

make me wish I could have it return

all my longing, somewhere it remains

buried asleep to be awaken

to the heat of your touch

that now burns-

H.O

Barren

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Barren

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And my life half composed left me barren,

love must sprout from the tenderness of kisses

and the softness of a touch-

Desolated once again my bed an island

in the middle of an ocean of desires

left untouched-

And I drowned many times in the flesh

of passing lovers,

and I burned in the flames of blazing fires

to be left once again lone and barren

in an ocean of desires

left untouched-

H.O

“And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.”
― Sylvia Plat

Nested in Your Skin

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Nested in Your Skin

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Sometimes I wish I was again nested in your skin

and expressions could flow inside rivers of lust

caressing deeply buried fantasies lying dormant-

Other times I wish among my wants I could entrust

my heart in your loving hands, but to do so requires

to disregard an idea of me and a sense of you

letting go of imposed restrains and simply be-

Sometimes I wish we could be again defined as two

instead of one alone without another, to see

the want behind your eyes, the deep emotions

that rocked my nights knowing inside my heart

a life with you was not an end but a new start,

oh how I wish I was again nested in your skin-

H.O

“I am inhabited by a cry.

Nightly it flaps out

Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.”

― Sylvia Plath

A Passing Sting

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A Passing Sting

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I regress, sometimes from love I feel the sting

of wishes lost between the sounds on cobblestone

with every step in darkest nights that took me away

so far away that only in dreams I may still cling

to hold you again, my arms forgetting you are gone

amid the sounds on empty streets in disarray-

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And I fall back inside these dreams to call your name

my tongue accustomed to the words so dearly heard

that I wake up my eager hands searching your skin

under the coldness of the sheets my mind inflamed

while I regress into the cravings so deep stirred

when in my bed from love I feel the passing sting-

H.O