Friday, May 28, 2010

Guest Feature: Reality TV


It's like a movie screen that flashes across my eyes. These visions of you, I and that stroke. It doesn't cause heart failure but the limousine you drive that parks so perfectly in my garage does give me palpitations.

Closing my eyes that movie screen becomes HD as I see the sweat drippin from my brow, feel your tongue glide across my skin. Asking how I taste, your moan let's me knw how sweet and sticky your tastebuds feel, enjoyin that first layer and craving the next.

Our hands clasp and your thrust sends me over the edge. Biting my lips, tightening my thighs...you whisper in my ear, "talk to me"....I tell you go faster but wait! Not that fast, right there. Covering every inch of the egyptian cotton, these gymnastic-like movements occur. I grip, you push, I scratch, you pull...wondering if your suspended in air using one hand to easily apply those rhythmic movements to my backside.

My mouth waters as the back and forth movements drive my spine insane. I wanna taste you but your grip feels so good. Breathing heavy, scalp drenched, the operatic sounds from my vocal chords reach pitch tones unimaginable....I scream your name, you scream mine as you bounce me up and down your column of ecstasy.

Pulling my hair, you arch my back...I close my eyes and right before I explode, I open them and realize your in front of me...fully clothed, smiling...asking me if I'm ok....drifting off into this fantasy of mine occurs each time I see you but you'll never know. Scared to approach, I keep it all inside, until the right time....if there is a time...but now, I'll settle for the screen across my eyes.


Written by @AlwaysVaughny

Thursday, May 20, 2010

What you do to me

That feels so good
It's like...
You knew just...*ooh*...where.....to find...*damn*...that...*aah*...feeling

Or did you put it there as I was lying here unaware
You're so damn good at this...I don't even care.


Eyes closed I feel my breathing get irregular and light
Deep sighs because everything you're doing is right
Every ounce of insecurity is dripping from sight
I don't wanna catch my breath I wanna chase it through the night
Exhale more times than I mean to, but I need to, 'cause I feel you..

...and I feel too.

That's more than I expected when I opened the door
More than any part of my body was even hoping for
I just wanted a distraction and a little bit of heat
Now I'm stuttering your name until the dawn finds me asleep
Or maybe finds you still deep
Now look what you've done
Look what you've begun
Look at the web you've spun
Look how these waters run

How'd you know that if you kissed me there I'd re energize?
Or that a touch right there would tense the muscles in my thighs?
Oh damn girl don't cry,
I know he's taking you high
The air is thin up here, your brain is no longer clear
Now I no longer hear any of the voices of fear

It's just you
Sweet salty caramel coated strong sweaty rock hard (good lord!) you

And me.
Soft supple slippery curvy bendy tender (i need you to remember) me

It's been so long since I've felt so free
You made the transition seem so easy

You just don't know what you do to me.






Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Reader Inspired Series: Can you hear it?

My heart beats louder than my mind speaks
This kind of internal volume does nothing but make my body weak
Hard to hear what you're saying over my own needs
So forgive me if I'm following my own leads
But I know me
A few days from now I'm gonna wish I didn't say yes
Think about how I keep failing my own damn test
And I know we should speak never, and fuck even less
But love lusts what lust loves so I'm-a let you caress
And all the rest
'Cause you're the best - well...not really but I'll settle for less
At least until I find more; but if I'm scared to open other doors,
How can I possibly obtain what I'm looking for?
Standing still is cowardly, and outwardly, I am that Lion
I can tell my bravado is something that nobody is buying
Then again I'm not really trying to be bought, sold, or rented
And I definitely don't need to justify my heart or defend it
But I wouldn't mind if this song its been playing was ended
It's like a loop that's been going on for years
Attracting the same kind of disillusioned ears
Who make my same eyes cry the same kind of tears

Can you hear it?

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

I shouldn't be here




Came across the above youtube video and in my mind I lengthened and repeated and edited these chords. Came up with a song. Below are the lyrics.

You called, I answered
But none of that matters.
At the end of the day,
I shouldn't be here

You spoke, I listened
But none of that's important to me
No, I shouldn't be here

You smiled, and I'm scared.
I'm trembling with fear.
But who cares?
I shouldn't be here

Now your hand is on my face
Like it doesn't know its place
Is on another her, a different me
But you touch me like we're meant to be

Those eyes, I recognize
But this time, I crave the lie
Oh no,
I shouldn't be here

You paused, I felt the heat
Now nothing else matters
But I shouldn't be here

My mind's playing our song
You're standing too close please move along
I shouldn't be here

Turn around you stupid girl
Just walk away, don't you dare stay
You should know
I shouldn't be here

Then you caught me by surprise
Felt your lips press against mine
What are we doing? Didn't I learn?
Nothing that fire can do but burn

But your eyes, I recognize
And this time, I crave the lie
No no
I shouldn't be here

But if you touch me again
And say you love me again
Then in this moment I'll give in
Then everyone loses, nobody wins

Or

Say nothing and save my heart
Play the villain; play your part
So it's clear

I shouldn't be here

Monday, May 10, 2010

This is How I Survive (Unfinished)

This is how I survive
I put one foot in front of the other and make forward steps in time
I put one thought in front of the other and that's how I change my mind
That's how I move on and get over, that's how I suffer and grow
That's why this world can either kiss my ass or acknowledge my flow
Somebody better act like they know.

This is how I survive
Cry, scream, laugh, repeat
Divulge information most would usually keep
In public forums I show the weakest part of my heart
Some people think it's insane, but that's how I shed so I can restart
The reaction others get from my poetry is my high
So while you critique my wings I'm still gonna fly
I'm still gonna cry, scream, laugh and then repeat
I'm still gonna sigh, beam, and draft with no defeat

This is how I survive
I call that really bad man who broke my heart
Let the softness in his voice remind me it wasn't always dark
I wasn't always sad I wasn't always broken
He wasn't the first or last that's gonna get me open
I wasn't the first or last to taste that kind of pain
And I remember love is never given in vain

This is how I survive
Turn the music all the way up and disturb the peace
Shake silence from my heart; fill it with beats
Doubt gets relentlessly attacked like drunken abuse,
Wife beaters on my breasts I sweat through til I'm through
Singing loud and off key
Then me panting desperately
The song ends and I smile as I catch my breath
Shower off the stress and hold on to what's left.

This is how I survive.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

#MM Part 1: The Order

I
Am
Starving...

I need this to ease..
4 pm on my screen is just a tease...
One more hour 'til I rush out this building and calm the storm that's been building all day...
Because I know there's a king waiting to give it to me my way
Thick, stacked, and juicy...shit...my mouth is watering
I dial 10 familiar digits and say "I'm ordering in.
Please have it hot and ready to serve by the time I get home
And I'm not frail like other girls I want that meat on the bone
Don't serve me anything burned, I wanna savor all the juices
And I'm not putting my mouth on anything that flakes around the edges
It should be firm with just enough give so I can feel the layers with my tongue
This is custom ordered; serve me someone else's shit and consider our business done
Do you remember how I liked it the last time I placed an order?
Yeah...damn your memory's good! You're making my body water!
I'll be home by 5:30, please be waiting when I arrive
I'll make sure that what I give you will be worth the drive
Yeah I hear the thunder; are you worried about a little rain?
Just be there when I said and trust me you'll be glad you came."

Typo Inspired LOL: This time of yesterday and other random thoughts

Ever notice how more than the weather changes this time of year?
How the mood and the energy is different in the air?
How the light directly correlates with the smiles we wear?
I know I personally love to go from covered up to bare...

With all this in mind, it's bittersweet this time;
Grateful for the sun - please continue to shine
Grateful for the warmth - I missed you, it's been a while
Yet to say that I'm satisfied would be living in denial

Because I remember this time of yesterday
When the warmth was just a symptom of how we played
The sun only shone so to me you could find your way
Water dripping from our skin every time we laid...

Down is no longer a direction but the description of a feeling
Transcribe these words however you like; find your own subliminal meaning
Consider me the mirror mirror that's hanging somewhere on your ceiling
'Cause we're all more honest at night, at that moment just before we're dreaming.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Reader Inspired Series: How Many Lies does it Take?

One lie, two lies, three lies, four.
You've gone from a man to a common whore
To a coward's door I walk up and knock
Got a box full of things, from his clothes to his watch
I don't think you'll need these at my place anymore
He's not even phased; he's been through it before

Five lies, six lies, seven lies, eight
And this was all before we even had our third date
Took a little bit longer to catch on to your game
But that's what little kids do; they don't love - they play
You're supposed to grow out of that phase, c'mon son, you serious?
Hoeing is what got the cat killed, so keep on being curious

Nine lies, ten lies, eleven lies, twelve
I'm not even listening; you're just lying to yourself
Nobody ever taught you that men don't need to lie?
Be real to a woman and she'll stay by your side
Nah I'm not saying she'll agree to be your slide,
But if you can't handle the job then baby don't apply.

And whatever you do...
Don't
Fucking
Lie.

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