He Fed me….

 

he fed me with words

what a delicate stomach that i have
such lovely skills he has

and the words ~ before ~so untied
now have a body and  breathe

my breast arched like a bow
my breath so silently ~ rested ~

 

repeat an echo on my heart
feeling  at the beginning

that was a soft  blowing
no, no ~a murmur~ insisting

 

saying what i can’t explainpeaches

a punch … makes me pull the air
while  i inhale scent  of fruits

and i tilt myself again
not as an arch but as a woman

what a sophisticated love is that

food me with his words  and breathing  me  as his air

 

The Beast blamed the blued Moon!!!!!

 


 

Based on a horror story!


lobo

 

The beast returned
with and for his gang
because of them he has yearned

he could not take one simple step ahead
even his pack

 ~alone from each other~
they claimed all those nights… the dread

where is our  alpha affair?????

 sounds of wailing filling the air

the moon plagued for the pleading
gave  its last  signal
and finally… the beast ~ was released ~

OH!  the feeling ~being breeding again~

he ran through the  gateway

and

reaching  the other side of the bay

responded

~still alone~

growling

AHOWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

~Thou ~

 

fearless is thy heart that rescued me
taking hold of me with fierce feelings

OH! Me

no stars or moon’s lighten
thou jumped on this very deep well
leaving your shade behind to be my guide

Oh! Thou

I ~love of mine~
followed what was cloudy on me
now i am crystalline  of your eyes

Oh! Me

 

thou art tiny clear trail
over me
And ~sweetly~ thou make me brightPicou,_Henri_Pierre_-_Romeo_and_Juliet

Oh! Thou

 

 

Lost words

Lost words

it seems i lost my words
cof cof, sorry …
they are hanging on a tree
and don’t matter which is the size

~the time ~

my words, my inspiration
they are leafs now
but not in autumn because they never fall on me
i see a flowering, red …beating….but not in my coeur
not in my heart, not falling down to me
just hovering over my head
Hello i am here….
cof cof

Freddy Krueger Bang day 6 napowrimo

Originally posted on Poetheart!:

i have no time to sleep
even to dream or have a nightmare
inside my head
has a knot of skeletal fractures

they talk with me and shake your bracelets
calls itself FreddySee-you-in-your-dreams-a-nightmare-on-elm-street-16217430-800-600
and whisper when i dare to fall
and bang bang i am in the floor

promising to me to turn into a Krueger flash
and another
BANG in my head
i open my eyes in suffering

~skeletal- bones~ shaking my bed
and the drums announcing FRED
make me terrified
in this painful and lonely nigh

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Reptile Heart day 5 napowrimo

Originally posted on Poetheart!:

Inspired by~
One Poet and  friend call me alligator. I think with myself, why not??? That is why we are poets……

Red_Lizard_Eye

~AReptile Heart~

beat slow and cold
inside my~ something~
what once was innocent and hot
transform itself in a torpid beast

A evolution of the species

i always knew that i was a reptile
changing colors and sharpening my claws
an alteration in my eyes
two colored orbits ~peppering ~

I spit ink to seduce
an introduction for their surrender
placid temptation in my colored lake
there ~exposed ~ in sunbathing

perfect tail and smooth paws
powering the desire to capture me
in a thrust of lust ~lips wandering through my mouth~
waiting~ patiently~ by the normal beat ….

of my reptile heart

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Cooking for you – day 4 napowrimo

Originally posted on Poetheart!:

cooking is love made visible

if I had to cooking for you
first I have to think of you

and make you special to me

but damn….expectations….

you will be my first special dish
in years…..

I would not get through the kitchen
there….oh! Just an excuse….

but i’ll be at the dining room
waiting for you….

i would open the door

with snacks and wine and one heart so tight

and a breath so contain displayed on my face

that you’ll smile….

and introduced you in my life….
and a beautiful table to delight

two candles, the old china
two glasses of wine

~ could be a Chablis~
the only one I like
as you i think….

I would ask you to choose the music
and maybe we dance

in a trance….

one of the 70 or 80

but…

i dont know if is because you are so close to me

your scent… all…

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