Water, Light and Air

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Water, Light and Air

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If you were water I would willingly drown

open eyes, inhaling liquefied

your scent in every drop once inside

would transform my desires

into dreams just for you-

If you were light I would stare until blindness

burn your image on my iris with the fires

glowing bright on your skin.

If you were air I would intensely inhale

gasping wants trapped in pockets

permeating with your essence

in my lungs, never exhale

every molecule of you kept inside-

But like water

you slip through with no presence

while I’m thirsty even more,

and you are light

shinning far your cherished beams

passing smiles and a brief hellos,

then you are air

quickly blowing past my dreams

while I hold every breath

when you pass unconcerned

and I yearned

for your water, light and air-

H.O


“Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings…but there’s something dead about it, something deserted.”

― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

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Her

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Her

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I would die in your arms

if forever was promised in a piece of heavens

looking at your face lost among the stars,

and if only knew I belong to you

with a sudden death

I’ll embrace my end for another look-

H.O


 

“There’s something about her.

It’s not her smile or grace,

It’s not her beauty or race,

It’s not her scent or warm embrace,

Maybe it’s her laugh or the shape of her face.

No, that’s not the case.

It’s just her.”

― J.A. ANUM

To Burn

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To Burn

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Ah those crumbs you leave behind for me to feed

just leave me hungry for the whole loaf-

You have a way to tickle dreams my dearest girl

entice my mind and make me need

our coupling words to plant a seed

and maybe grow into something more-

And then I feel the lava flow across my chest

and on my tongue a crave to taste

what flavors hide between your lips,

to rush my wants with hungry haste

my hardness strong

I’ll spread apart your eager hips

to find the streams of lava flow

and burn myself down to the core-

H.O


“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

― Pablo Neruda

Surrender

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Surrender

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‘Tis a way of loving deeply seeded in a heart

left to wither, unfulfilled desires  scattered across

places where memories come to play.

And what to do with this overflow decay

of passion in nights when all I need is you

to sprawl your body wide apart

and engulf me whole, to ride me stead

until my wants become a few

exhausted dreams of flesh and sweat,

my aching need to taste eternity

above a goddess striding hard

and I to perish in your arms.

H.O


“Reason lost the battle, and all I could do was surrender and accept I was in love.”

― Paulo Coelho, The Witch Of Portobello

Briefly

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Briefly

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In those brief moments

my universe expands at the speed of light

your eyes become stars and your mouth planets

your face becomes the sun

that attracts and ignite my wandering desires,

and I’m hopelessly lost.

H.O


“Love must not entreat,’ she added, ‘or demand. Love must have the strength to become certain within itself. Then it ceases merely to be attracted and begins to attract.”

― Hermann Hesse

A Place on Your Skin

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A Place on Your Skin

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I seek a place on your skin to hide desires

naked dreams shy from others to see

the folds around your neck in dire need

for lips to bury deep until they melt

and disappear becoming one-

A place between your breasts my lust

to keep away from prying eyes

when late at night it wakes and rise

on black smooth sheets to keep it yours

when yours become after a while

of hiding deep underneath your skin.

And thus a place between your thighs

to keep my secrets and my needs

secluded far from daily life

from all to feel the burning heat

your skin would shelter every night

and only you could safely ignite-

I seek a place on your skin to plant my seeds

of love and lust that hide between

the words I write,

and only you could safely touch

once tucked away beneath your skin-

H.O


“I loved you with texture. You loved with a softness. Texture brought detail, softness brought folds. Folds brought creases and creases had secrets.”

― Dominic Riccitello

To Burn

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To Burn

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Just wonder how bad it would burn

when I watch your skirt crawl up on your thighs

followed by the hunger hidden in my eyes

when you look my way-

And I wish a story in that frozen moment

to create the lines that would let me engage

your alluring sway,

but I know the sun in your body encased

would become too much,

wondering now then if I was to touch

how bad it would burn-

H.O


“Ultimately, it is the desire, not the desired, that we love.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche