A Lover’s Quarrel

Dearest Lover,
Whisper in the evening
All the ways that we make sense
Sneak away from your dear spouse
When the sun breaks above the fence
Grip your hands around my waist
Your eyes ablaze from sinful lust
Temptation worn from morn to noon
A break in your dear spouse’s trust
When feelings catch like fish to bait
A quick escape plots through your mind
It’s but an hour I will wait
Until you seek our stolen time
Xoxo, Her

Dear Lover,
A twist and turn between the sheets
while satisfied, means not of love
It’s my betrothed that I’ve avowed
and will fulfill come push or shove
The moments shared so full of shame
though craved must come now to an end
For feelings felt cause quite the stir
The heart’s the hardest thing to mend
Though you may catch my longing glance
to steal a moment raw and wrong
A stronger will has been instilled
Lust fades away, so thus, so ‘long
Xo, Him

Dearest Lover,
What’s a goodbye without some skin exposed in coitus, pure and true
If honesty were to be pressed
I love you and you love me too
The drive to dodge is natural when two wrongs make the perfect right
Guilt breeds most fear, I understand
So we should meet when moon shows bright
A shock runs rampant through my veins
Your lingered touch so much the cause
I know that you have felt the same
Your heart fell victim to love’s laws
If it’s goodbye you still persist
Your promise false of us to come
It’s me you’ll never see again
Though easier said than will be done
Xoxo, Her

Dear Lover,
Please understand there’s no regret
The time we’ve shared won’t be erased
My truest self had been revealed
whenever my eyes met your face
And what I feel has no real place as we had formed out of a lie
I’ll meet you where we used to go
If nothing more to say goodbye
The time will pass and you will find that in my absence you have won
You’re something special, that rings true
But me, my love, I’m not the one
Xo, Him

Dearest Love,
And so it’s true, you’ve chosen her
I guess it’s meant to be this way
But I can’t help but feel so used
After the things you used to say
The trips to sea-shell filled lost islands
and all the riches that you swore
How you said one day I’d be yours as we picked rings out at the store
More than just sex, it was each other
I know that everything was real
But now I must break my own heart and deny how you make me feel
Thank you for the best times I’ve had and the worst nights that’s sure to come
You may not feel like it right now, but know to me, you were the one
Xoxo, Her No Longer

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Selfish

There’s nothing like thwarted love smudged across my collar

Bodacious Red

The honey eyes of my beloved gaze happily, unknowingly from the portrait hung boldly along the corridor

A stroke across my nudity prods an erasure of guilt

Aware now of the more current events

and able only to respond in vulgar adultery, again

Sweet death to my morality as my temptations smother my waist

Sounds-forbidden, yet lusted for during long nights between the subtle breaths of my consort

Absent for only a few hours more as her slumbers holds records in its depth

More than enough had, gluttony fiercest in moments of weakness

which appears like a wolf in the night of the fullest moons

Thirsty for prey while its cave holds abundance in nourishment

A shuffle from the sheets arouse an overcoming anxiety

and we scurry

Shame-filled and frustrated at the thought of another rendezvous sure to come

I make my way back to the side of my betrothed

Enamouring beauty peaceful in her stillness

Her heart growing weaker from every stolen moment she knows nothing of

and never will

Crystallizing Moments: xii.

He’ll ruin you in the best ways
Leave you struggling for your breath ways
Tie his tongue into your lips ways
Sew his hands into your hips ways
Melt your heart straight through the sheets ways
Arch your back and arch your feet ways
Never even dared to fathom ways
How the hell did this all happen ways
Feeling lustful but unsure ways
Tempting lines of vice or pure ways
Keep returning back for more ways
Midnight ventures on the floor ways
Can’t believe that this is real ways
Hope he’s feeling how I feel ways

Catcaller

Have mercy on me for I have sinned
and fallen for that tight skirt girl,
High heels an inch away from reaching the heavens,
breast molded in pure perfection,
And I won’t lie,
it was pure lust that drew me in so heavily,
And I did stare,  boy did I stare
at how her hips swayed with the breeze,
A whistle slipped from out my mouth into the air and she did hear,
Her lip frowned up and eyes grew wide,
Disdain showed with a hint of fear,
But my, oh my, was she a fox,
Walking sex,
Her body like sugar; sweeter than honey,
And though I know not of her mind,
I’m sure it’s there,
But please have mercy,
for all I saw
were the voluptuous curves of that tight skirt girl.