Sunday, March 9, 2008

I wrote this a minute ago but i still haven't finished it

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Tell me I’m beautiful
Tell me that when we touch your lungs collapse, your heart stops, your spine liquefies, your knees buckle and your eyes water in hopes of quenching dry mouth
Tell me when I’m walking away you are looking in my direction
And not staring at my derriere but looking in hopes that I might retrace my steps
Tell me that you will be my knight in shining armor, glimmering not only in the in night but within the split second of darkness I experience every time I blink
Tell me that I am your sunshine, not because I brighten your day but because your day can not begin without me
And when I laugh at your age
Tell me you were made for me and that’s the only reason I was born first
Tell me you are more aroused by my intellect than my thighs
And when you look at my eyes you cant look away because within them you see a better reflection of your self
(to be continued)

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Creative Writing Assignment

I had to write about something I don't think about as much as I want to. Tell me your initial and final reaction!

Tingling

There it dwells
Swelling with me
Below the place where my umbilical cord used to be

There it rises and falls
Caressing my inner walls
Pushing inwards and outwards all at the same time

There it lies
Between my thighs
Waiting for my next move

My legs cross tightly
Sweat pierces my brow
I am panicking

Here it rushes through me
Like the urgent sound of fire alarms
Telling me to just release

Here I am on my way to my little slice of heaven
The pressure keeps building
Revealing the secrets my face is telling

Here it flows out of my body
As I sit in ecstasy
Then I get off the toilet seat