Monday, August 15, 2011

I need...

I need You to pull me in with that soft kiss 
and gentle caress.
Lure me down with Your hand in my hair
and that particular touch of infinite care.

I need You to
unleash Yourself on me and set the Beast free.
Take me to my knees
make me
whatever You want me to be.
Push me over the edge and into the abyss
with Your raging kiss.
Down that road through blood sweat and years
Far beyond my fears
washing them away with my tears.

I need You to momentarily
rip away my humanity
to strip away the superficial.
to bury Yourself in my body
and roam through my mind.

I need You to flow through my soul
tearing away all thought and everything I am not.
Force me to my knees and smile quietly in the face of my screams
as I rest at your feet.

Take me outside of the lines
where the only word I hear is "mine"
where we exist
outside of time.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Happy Birthday (belated) to Some Sub Text

One year ago yesterday -- I started Some Sub Text

as a place to post some poetry -- to share it with those who want to read it -- and have a place where you can post as well

and we've had some amazing contributors

if you want to post a poem?

Just email me at yourpeacefulone@gmail.com

until then?

thank you for reading
and for writing

sfp

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

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

(Want to read more about Mockingbird? Check out her blog at: http://mockingbird-peripeteia.blogspot.com/ )

Sunday, March 13, 2011

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.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

I want

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

Thursday, February 10, 2011

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.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

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.