"I don't want your Love...."

Words. Funny little things. Everyone uses them. Few use them properly. Whether written, spoken or gestured, their power is intangible. Written in conversations or constitutions they can be freeing and protective. Used in society as labels they can be restrictive. We were taught as kids "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Could anything be further from the Truth?

Words are Powerful, so I will choose mine wisely.

I know I dreamed you to be.........You were sent into Life.

The things You wanted,
I had them for you.
You know I can not let you just slide through my hands.

Watch me Suffer

'"I don't want your love,"
I told her.

I think she took it the wrong way.

Baby, baby, baby,
come back, come back...
you didn't let me finish.

I said I don't want your love
for tax purposes.

I don't want your love
bearing the twin corpses
of tradition and overpopulation
in its arms like
dusty wedding garments.

I don't want your love
steeped in the bitter waters of jealousy,
dripping self-righteous rage in my eyes
when I look astray
and no, I don't want you
to make my bed....

I want you to help me mess it up.

I want your love raw and bleeding,
pulsating, delirious.

I want your love to rip through your body
like electricity, your back arching spasmodically
your frame barely able to contain it all.

I want your love sevenfold:
once for each of my senses
and twice more to make sure
it takes it rightful place
among the Great Wonders of the World!

I want your love
dripping from my beard
when I come up for air,
and I resent the air,
I resent the fact that I need it
when all I want to do is plunge
back into the Great Divide.

I am facing the place we came from.

Tonight,
I want your love
to bloom like a rose,
and I fully expect your thorns
to mark my back.

I'll find your most ticklish spot
and slap it
while I bite your second most ticklish spot!

I'll stick my tongue so far into your ear
I'll taste brains,
and I'll make you cum them out!

I'll overload your senses,
caressing your every part with mine
until I'm like ten lovers,
and just between you, me,
and this room full of sexy people,
tonight I'll make you scream
louder that I can!

Tonight I want your love
sweating and panting,
collapsing, then napping
in the perfect moment
before conversation
becomes relevant again.

We have pushed each other's bodies
to the breaking point
and kept each other safe-
it feels like our lives
were in each other's hands.

This is love.

No monogamy,
no drama,
no bullshit....
just love.

Call it lust if you want,
but the rose
still smells
so sweet.