Cease to Bleed -- by Mockingbird

It's like being fucked on a bed of glass
When you treat me like a piece of ass
The shards dig deeper with every thrust
Until they disappear


Later all the strangers say
A lonely thing, a little plain
I wonder if I'll be whole again
I wonder if I'll cease to bleed


Fuck me on your bed of glass
Treat me like a piece of ass
Their hurtful words dig ever deeper
Until they disappear


His breath upon my ear, fingers in my hair
And he says: I wonder if you'll cease to bleed
My lonely bird, just ride the pain

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Your beating heart

Lay me out on Your bed

with my head on your shoulder

the years are flying by and we are getting older.

Just let me lie here 

listening to the beating of your heart

the most beautiful sound in the dark

as your chest rises and falls with your breath

life itself signals an imminent death.

Just let me lay here forever

feeling you breath

I never want to leave.

With my head on your shoulder

hearing your beating heart

a beacon in the dark.

In some place
where I am You
and You are me
where each other is all we see
You are all I need
everything I believe in.

Just give me forever
the sound of your beating heart
here in the dark.

I want

I want
to
go back
and be
what we were
and
somehow
stop
what we are
from becoming

Bent but not broken

To bend but not break

to find out what exactly I can take

to be in that space where nothing is fake.

 Just You and me

completely open and free.

Taking a leap of faith into the familiar unknown

where I am property and You are owner.

Dive off the edge and hope to land

on that invisible bridge

as we play at the edges of reality

where what is will be

and together we are forever free.

Bent but not broken
kneeling at Your feet
waiting to hear those three little words
"you please me."

The mark of Your lips on my head
as lines burn tracks across my body
traced by Your fingertips
as You outline my soul
making me complete and whole.

No longer afraid of the words unspoken
I am...
bent but not broken.

This thing we do

This thing we do

has become a part of me

and a part of you

It is difficult to remember time before

when I was not your whore.

I know I'm pushing hard

waiting for the 'oh shit" moment

when I have no words left to fall back on that can make you stop.

Because we took another step into the abyss

and crossed another line transcending time.

That place where you say "Mine"

and I melt at your feet

in this burning heat

that washes my soul clean.

Where life is a measure of extremes 

and there is nothing in between 

you and me.

They Come To Me

in a hotel room
at lunchtime
by the light of the moon
or as the sun rises
you live in my town
or up in the city
whether i come to you
or you come to me

a mess in need
you've come for one thing
each of you
have the same in mind
you all come to me
under a guise of seduction
and the thrill of the forbidden
but in me a different fulfillment
you each will find

with your boss on your back
your fading love affair
your marriage that lacks
with money to burn
or money you saved
you buy what you want
but more than you realize
is what you get back

i see you for you
for the beauty and pain
you bring to the room
for the sensual nature
the passion that exists
the animalistic urges you release
deep within you that
you want to see again

you come clean and fresh
and eager to please
you meet an angel
who speaks on your level
who worships you entirely
who wishes only to ease your deepest sorrows
looking up at you
from her knees

when you leave my side
you feel a bit more natural
a little more alive
a lot more relaxed
okay with who you are inside
you remember you are loved
you have fulfilled a long awaited dream
we both know that you will be back

so many people look down their nose
at the supposed immorality of what i do
the service i provide considered dirty
people see what they want
and they see me as lewd
that's why they miss the underlying truth
that i offer much more than an affair
something more lasting than a brief interlude

i am an escort, a professional date
for the rich or the poor, the small or the great
large or small, there is beauty in all
i see it in every one of you
as real and honest as any girl gets
i want to lift your shoulders, your eyes,
your spirits, your pride
and the corners of your lips

Dark Sun Rising

There is a dark sun on my horizon

Rising to illuminate the journey through my dark places
                       on my knees
                                   to guide me to the thorns
I await my own dark surrender with pounding heart...
                                                                      and trembling anticipation


There is a dark sun on my horizon

Burn away my desire for anything that is not of you
                         it honors me
                                  to be more of you and less of me
As a new power dawns for me, I am undone...
                                                                      in the light of the Dark Sun