Falling For A Stranger...
, at 12:05 PM, in
And dubious like the sea
It's slow and enchanting;
Faltering forward, unsteady,
Into a vortex of possible damnation
And loving it all the same
Like flirting with darkness
And kissing the fringes of danger
Like sticking your finger in a flame
And waiting for the sweet burn...
Like listening for a whisper
On sensual air currents
Or taking a deep breath before a dive
Falling for a stranger...
Is tortuously beautiful
Like a wilting rose
Or an ended love
Like a dark, unsteady road
Only bathed in moonlight
It's dubious, and raw, and true
It's sweet and sour
And something in-between
It's heady and frightening
And hauntingly captivating...
It's a deep gentle bite
That only caresses a vein,
Yet leaves you pining in hopeful vain...
PS: Partly-inspired by conversations with a wise and wonderfully alive person... :D
Application From A Hopeful Romatic
, at 3:47 AM, in
Your careless hair, your dark brown eyes
Your tender smell I wish I knew...
I wish I could break through these walls
These chains that keep me from your arms,
And feel the depth of your sweet charms.
I wish I knew your favorite song
So I could play it all day long
And drown in you, and drown in you
And the perfection I wish I knew...
To My Brown Sugar...
, at 10:20 PM, in
When I look in the caramel pools of your eyes
I see depths of mysteries I want to explore
A cryptic beauty that intrigues me
And a soul that wields an alluring essence
When you touch me, your hands of delicate beauty
Leave me with a lingering sweetness
Sensations and memories that leave me infinitely giddy
Your lovely hands I wish would caress me, oh so tenderly
I love making you smile
And hearing you laugh, even for a while
And yearn to let my fingers play in your hair
And stare into your eternal eyes
So Brown Sugar,
Will you let me?
Do say you will…