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Chemistry

Technically, I wanna set your soul on fire
But figuratively I would love us to melt on a canvas until we are stripped down to nothing but our blood and oils
Sensual passion that boils
Colours that drip from canvas to floor
To slither along these marble shores
Not tip toeing because our love is no secret behind these metophorical doors
The doors, we slither under
The floor, we’re slathered over
The art we make is more than love roasted and turned over
A fire
Because it was passion we desired
And your soul,  I wanted to melt until our hearts caught on fire
Chemistry.

All of the Above

I can remember you saying, “how will we keep in touch”
*laughs*
Not knowing that later along the line, not only would we find that we would love, touch, fuck and an arrangment of such things
All of the above…
I can remember the talk of keeping our friendship a friendship
But there was too much tension on censorship and before I knew it
I was riding you like a bandit getting away with a stolen Buick
*sigh*
I could admit, i never experienced a loving like this
It was so much love , an abundance of passion
It was me, crashing into you, pulling your hair, you pushing me there
I could almost say in that moment that I loved you
But my mind kept wondering back to the intial reason of our deposition
You were taken
And I took you
But what a woman to do when bottled up emotions are shaken
Should I had burst into a mad frenzy of lust and let those feelings be forsaken
I couldnt
I couldnt pass up on the pass on such fucking lust
I had
So much trust in a man’s hands i shouldnt even have touched
Was it wrong ?
For me to want some of his heavenly love
Making
For me to look into his eyes and hope that in the moment he meant every silent word his dripping body cried
I could have been mistaken
But it was all right
When our two bodies were shaking, gyrating, making the new stories of this friendship but just a frienship
With no tension or censorship
I poured down rain as your clenching grip and temperature raised me to another level
Everytime our skin grazed, as we touched, as we fucked
As we all of the aboved…
You were like a God to me
So heavenly sweet, I could taste me off your tongue
I couldnt devour the power to speak because my body screamed with every stroke
I went into orgasmic attack because like a swimmer you didnt even have to come up back for air
I gasped
This forbidden lust was more tragic then when Adam ate the apple
Like we were in the garden of Eden and along with the snake we were two heathens commiting an act of orgasmic and blissful attacks agaisnt each other
You were my bonafide bonafide lover
And as i sinned, you commited an act of betrayal agaisnt your lover
Do you still love her?
I never wondered
Because I love this
We seal the deal every time with a kiss and dismiss the comittance of yearning we want amiss
I always want more
But I wonder how long I can keep remissing that you have a misses
Who is tasting my kisses
I miss it
And all the above.

 

 

 

 

Dear King

Dear King,

I want to ride you.
Until you fall in love with me
Until you fall in love within me
Inside me
Until you fall in love with what’s inside me
My…
Wet
Warm
Tight
Passionate soul
I want you to rest your hands on my hips as I straddle your mind
As I kiss your lips
As I gaze into your eye, the third one
Till I can no longer ride because as a man your supposed to hold the world on your shoulders and you told me I was yours ; So as I get higher to the clouds I just end up sprouting wings and flying higher till I mount extacy…
Does that make sense?
I want to see your soul laying next to mine
I want us to be spiritually devine
& connected
Through auras and chakras
Through our nerve endings that shock us
I want us to be in love from the inside
From the mind out
So deeply wrapped up in the plots of our own character twists that we dont even know if a protagonist in our story could be a matter
So intrigued in our pages of our own life story that the world seems like a dream we’re only experiencing to make us better
And as my insides, only get wetter
We continue to get better
Because this whole time I was riding you
Guiding you into my mind
I’m already yours but tell me if yours is a mind of mine?

Yours,
JK