Tonight, Send Me A Warrior King



My enemy lies beside,
under the cover of night,
A little slice of heaven,
desire to roam my body, passion to clutch my throat,
lips wet with promise, lust never tasted so divine,
savoured like forbidden fruit, I bite with greed,
leave behind teeth marks
and a throbbing wound

send me a man,
a bold one,
a warrior king,
I need a fighter, someone who’s not afraid to sin,
a solider looking for a fight,
to combat under the sheets,
we will battle through to dawn,

is all we have,
tomorrow you can leave,
I’ll be finished with you by three,
we can be nemeses,
in the light of day,
but under the cloak of darkness,
you will be mine.

Tonight, you’ll stay.



To Kiss A Girl – Revised

I’ve always wondered

What it’d be like,
to kiss the lips, of a girl,
Soft and smooth,
like my own,
open and ripe;
the arc of her lips
pressed against the curve of my tongue,
to please
and feel the stir,
to stroke and suffer,
the sensations – textures of silky skin,
of two hearts beating in perfect applause,
to thread and tie,
the gather, of her strings,
the grip of her curiosity,
dearly – grasping my wrists,
in heated desire
our bodies dripping wet,
bound between curiosity and knowing
our bodies, to discover
each extinguished edge,
on the threshold, of the end,
to shake and tremble, delicate in our adore,
what it’d would be like,
to kiss a girl.


I Kissed A Girl

With lips open and succulent,
Titillating and moist,
Bareness brushes against, the delicateness of her skin,
Gently stroke –
Press together,
Lick and suck,
In tempered thirst,
Fingers to caress, each location,
Our bodies of perspiration;
Wet and damp,
On the brink of collapse;
Dip and guide,
Hands behind our back,
Tied and bound, to the cuffs –
Wrapped around, the bed,
To kiss, the lips of a girl,
The sweet sensations;
Atmospherically exposed,
To stimulate and spur,
Limbs an entangled mess,
Mouths vulnerable and feverishly awaiting,
The wetness of our love and;
Insatiable tongues.