My words spilled as effortlessly
as blood from my veins,
softly, seductively
Just a catalyst for my thoughts
Rendered into a dampened
contemplation.

I am not the muse of your lines,
rather only a villain in your mind
penned with poison ink that
etches craters of hurt in my soft flesh
meant only for lusty licks and laughter.
Let those quills compose gently on my skin
not dragged, marring my soul

She ruled her world with one hand dipped into the divine
and the other grasping a twice bitten apple.

One hand is dipped into whatever god or gods there are. Their energy. In this case the abrahamic god. And the other a twice bitten apple. So she’s a duality. Both godly and sinful

She ruled her world with one hand dipped into the divine
and the other grasping a twice bitten apple.

I don’t pine for you as I once did.
Your face is blurred in my memory,
and I struggle to remember details
of our interactions and songs don’t
bring me your particular brand of pain.
At first,
for a time,
I thought I would break,
now?
I can’t understand why.

This darkness will lift
pain will recede like tides.
No grasping for that. Overdone beautiful
floral release of discomfort.
After all, it is I who has
always survived

So glad you understand the Mr Hughes. Not many do.

My Dear Mr. Hughes,
A Dream Deferred
need not fester and run
it may thrive beautifully,
silken and golden in the sun.

The memories come with rain
Of our dancing and the
pain,

your breath heavy on my skin,
my inability to refuse every sin

Now?
I struggle to remember your name

My Dear Mr. Hughes,
A Dream Deferred
need not fester and run
it may thrive beautifully,
silken and golden in the sun.

Memories fade
Time is a thief.

no whiskey breath
scorching skin seeking solace,

no gentle whispers to raise my flesh
And butterflies have flown away
in search of deep lusty laughter.

I imagine her, enraptured by all,
and my butterflies finding their new home.

#poetry

He entered my soul
a heretical black mass,

with merry making devils
dread masters who revel

Peddlers of used hearts,
sculptors of empty parts

I Exhaled the ones
not anointed,

The bastards left giggling
not disappointed.

#poetry

If you kiss me with rough
butterflies
I promise to swallow them whole
and keep them safe.

There is a thirst
that lies beyond
ravenous.
Whisper to me
your sublime from
fevered lips
Which desires shall I
quench first?

He smelled of the sea and bourbon tasted of it too,
of a mint julep with an odd salt rim
Somewhere between sympathy and regret a sensitive
hand grabbed mine,
and opened his mouth as if to say something.
Instead,
he smiled his crooked smile unconvincingly and walked away

Your storms frightened me, but it was the calm before that made me tremble

@agingbull.bsky.social thank you kind Sir

I don’t get how people can’t

Same child was 3 and I was on computer and asked myself out loud how do I get off this site? She came over and said distinctly, with great authority. Minnie mize the page. I knew she was going to be trouble.

It was 15 years after Vanilla Ice did Ice Ice Baby and always to go to go. It took my 6yr old to explain ... Mom, "it's too cold too cold." I was shook.

That’s good

Gypsy Heart with a Rock 'n' Roll
Soul
She's been lookin' but it can't be found
She ain't stayin' around to hear those church bells toll
Oh no Sir!
She's has something a kinda magic flow
That girl? She's destiny bound

I’m dead. lol.

All most women want is to feel safe

Lying with you I knew it wasn’t ok. There was so much silence in the replay
You think I didn’t see, but I saw things that weren’t me
I had seen everything you were,
Watched and knew my place

I knew with you I wasn’t safe

Don’t bother me with slick goodbyes
I’ve. Been awake and seen with my own eyes
The way you menaced internally breaking all ties
Then talking sweetly
but full of lies

Your face seems to
Haunt my dreams
They don’t ever end
it seems
Im begging them to go away but they are here cruel torturing me to stay.

You picked up my shattered heart and held it so close. I’m not surprised, but I’m happy you have it in you hands I’m not surprised, but I’m stunned how quickly you knew.

Float with me into the ethereal
Where magic glows
a Crimson haze. Where
time ceases and your heart
thumps its promise
to only mine