Friday, June 26, 2015

Steps, 2006

these steps.
i take these steps.
a tap after a tap.
it's 2:00 am.
another sleepless night.
i went for a stroll.
what is keeping me awake?
why does my bed feels ever so empty?
am not lonely.
i would try to fool myself.
am not lonely.
i try to fool myself.
am not lonely.
if i day it too much i know i'd fool myself.
am not lonely... am lonely.
sigh. my feet.
they have each other.
a step after another.
a tap after a tap.
a step that leads to a direction.
always somewhere to go to.
one step after another.
always somewhere to go to.
onwards and forwards.
defenitely, i'd find somewhere to go to.
i stop.
which direction...
leads to you?

The Lesbian, 2006

my touch,
it stirs her;
i whispered a promise,
you are loved...
she was my bliss,
she is a beauty.
a goddess i worship;
i, am here to excite her,
to ignite the fire in her loins;
oh, my humble hands,
my fingers, my messengers;
her body's like mine;
the fire i feel are mirrored as hers,
am a woman like her;
how cruel that i fail to satisfy her like a man;
my passion, my passion,
will it suffice?
will she seek a man's embrace?
cruel a thought,
but now, she is mine;
my lips will tell her of my love;
i thirst,
my tongue...
her body spasmed with so much joy.
i know how to claim her, like clockwork,
her body, like mine;
i whispered my promise as climax took her;
ah... then she is mine.