POETRY
These poems are a living expression of my inner work. I offer them to you as a glimpse of my process towards radical self-acceptance, healing, and growth.
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Two Leaves
Can’t Quite Express
Dear Little Part Of Me
Monkey Mind
Eyes
Seed
Trippin
Blessed With Life’s Baggage
My Shadow Bleed Ink
Forever Cursed To Sing
Burn These Pages
Lifeblood
Uncontainable By The Bondage Of Words
The Derelict
The Cave
Pathology & Perversion
Music Of The Ever Present Moment
To Purchase The Moon
I Find Myself
Erotic Poetry
It Felt Like Heaven To Flirt With Hell
It felt like heaven
To flirt with hell
To saunter past
Where shadows dwell
The devil’s touch
Like an angel’s caress
Forcefully moved
My body blessed
Elated by falling
The embodiment of sin
My new bed awaited
A revelation within
A prayer escaped
I screamed his name
His attention on me
The moment I came
Divine intervention
Both body and mind
Stuck in that moment
Soul forever entwined
Trapped eternally
In a pleasure spell
The heaven I desired
Is now my hell
It felt like heaven
To flirt with hell
To saunter past
Where shadows dwell
The devil’s touch
Like an angel’s caress
Forcefully moved
My body blessed
Elated by falling
The embodiment of sin
My new bed awaited
A revelation within
A prayer escaped
I screamed his name
His attention on me
The moment I came
Divine intervention
Both body and mind
Stuck in that moment
Soul forever entwined
Trapped eternally
In a pleasure spell
The heaven I desired
Is now my hell
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This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’
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Slightest Touch
Erotica, R-18+
So close
And yet
So far
The slightest
Touch
Would satisfy
My every desire
This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’
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Words Flee
Erotica, R-18+
Soft touch
Hard gasp
Hand grab
Breathe fast
Tongue taste
Air in
Pulling hair
Moaning begin
Eye contact
Begging plea
Going deep
Words flee
Come hither
Beckoning finger
Can’t talk
Only whimper
This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’
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