Treasure

perceptible only to me,
a breath released from a distant dream
rouses my body,
that hint of musk, detectable from all others, travels
through the frigid, penetrates my ice
and i am liquid fire, murmuring in my sleep,
dancing in my dreams
slithering around you,
your perfect skin a map,
my tongue desperate to explore,
slowly, thoroughly, nibbling my way to your treasure
and i am combustible,
and i am supple, i am flexible,
but most of all,
i am yours 

Kitty Crawl

kitty vision,
eyes open wide,
glow and reflect,
i take You all in by the light of dusk or
not-yet-morning light,
slouched back, supine, alert in reverie,
silent sizzle
it’s not a stalk but a draw, a pull,
insistent and incapable of taking no for an answer
so I slink,
low and slow i take it all in
no words, just purrs and hisses,
instinctual,
ingrained from the ancient tribes,
when primal ruled the lands
and winners took all
to live another day
it’s in our dna,
impossible to resist, this pre-ordained,
You dangle treats and i pounce,
positive reinforcement or force of habit,
maybe,
but that certain growl tells me
You control the outcome

Who Owns Who

like a kitty needing to curl up near You
i purr at Your touch
scenting You, much like
the way You left Your mark on me,
waiting patient and still
i crawl in Your direction at the sound of Your voice,
as i feel the pull of Your invisible leash
attached to my invisible collar,
alert and ready to leap across the room
or strut slow and low, tail in the air
searching for the slightest bit of Your attention
a gentle nip leads to a salty lick,
cat-like signs of devotion
yet it never crosses my mind
who owns who

Selective Amnesia

let me spin the wheel into the past,
so i can feel your mouth on mine
for the first time,
see the fire in my eyes
mirrored in yours,
feel your hands in my hair
as you circle for the kill,
i wanna forget,
not everything, but a little bit here
and a little bit there,
temporarily,
a do-over of a sort,
not for any reason really,
just to relive the pure pleasure,
the newness of it all
and the shivers you spread
through every cell in my body

Morning Minutia

it’s the morning minutia i miss most,
you and me,
a cup of tea without boundaries or barricades
and everything on the table,
nothing sacred, nothing secret,
just open roads and smooth sailing
because you never steer me wrong,
even in your absence i hear your voice in my head
letting me find my way, urging me on
to find my perfect me,
no matter where you are
there’s a certain strength you built inside me,
instinctive and innate,
connected through the blood line of the ancient ones
or maybe just a crazy happenstance,
something put me here,
now,
this way,
these days,
but lately there’s a more frequently occurring calm,
i’m beginning to trust the absence
even when the shadow-monsters whisper ‘never forever’,
this me i’m becoming is learning to banish those thoughts
designed to break me and i breathe easy,
the sound of your voice silky smooth
sliding through my mind
keeps those waiting times safe and sure
and much more bearable

Once ~ Moments To Remember ~ Daily Prompt

once,
you whispered in my ear
telling me we are inevitable because
we just are,
i grinned in return,
positive i heard you wrong over the beat of the band,
wondering how you were able to see the invisible girl,

once,
you claimed me as yours
just to keep me safe from harm and
i smiled and agreed, laughing the whole while,
knowing your warrior instincts kicked in,
as you would never leave a damsel in distress,
even though i’m tough enough to save myself
the flash in your eyes was enough to scare away the riff-raff,
making my heart beat a bit faster, yet not knowing why

once,
you took me by surprise,
unaware that your arms were about to wrap around me,
pulling me closer,
into your leather-clad embrace,
the world melted away when your mouth took mine,
a hint of possession in your kiss
my surrender unmistakable when you made my knees buckle
and i sank into the inevitable

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/prompt-moments-to-remember/

Simply

a tiny little bit of me
bleeds out through my fingers
splattered on the page Rorschach-like,
open to interpretation to the casual observer
although you see through me like sunbeams,
soaked into my skin translucent,
you break it down,
every puzzle piece interlocks, simply,
and the dots connect
when your eyes are looking,
no place to hide even if i wanted to,
you scent me every time
sniff out all my secrets scattered far and wide
when the wind whips through,
my deepest thoughts ripple
like pebbles pond-skipping across the surface,
somehow, you manage to calm the violent waves
deep inside my soul,
every
single
time

That Tingle

sometimes out of nowhere
there’s that tingle along my spine,
it shoots up quick like a volcanic eruption
zips through my veins till it settles down low
electromagnetic pulse in that one spot
and i wonder to myself if you felt it too,
at that very same moment in time
because the zap’s too strong for me alone,
before i know it i’m slipping into a pool of lava,
hot and flowing in all directions
waiting breathless for those urgently needed words
real or imagined,
they have the same outcome,
like the flash of a camera exploding in my eyes
leaving everything shiny
and me at your mercy
happy for it

We Mesh

the way you slither through my mind
is similar to the way my body
yearns to slither around yours,
sneaky-like,
unexpected,
leaving a trail of liquid fire on your skin,
a steamy path to hidden treasures deserving of proper care,
you weave your way covert,
seeking out secrets without my notice
until i’m laid out before you, open for your perusal,
see, you owned me before i knew i was yours,
your natural inclination made it so, tracing back to your warrior roots,
my roots are strong too,
although you know exactly how to make me lose my place,
all flustered and rosy-cheeked, an aftereffect
from the way you master words and me,
because we mesh,
and isn’t that what matters?

Three Little Words

there isn’t much i ask of you
or anyone really,
i don’t want anything i have to cajole out of anyone
that wouldn’t count to me
i don’t want anything that costs money
that’s meaningless as well,
(although a collar would be nice, i would never ask for it)
i only want what comes from your heart,
what means more  to me than diamonds or gold
is something very simple,
just your words, your thoughts, your feelings,
unasked for but desired above all else,
just those three little words,
the best gift i could ever hope for and you gave it to me,
unasked, unprompted, out of nowhere,
three little words that make me breathe easier than anything else;
“i miss you”, you told me,
and suddenly my whole world was righted