Pull After Pull

she will soak the sleepless night with her praise, as glistening sheets cascade where they may fleeing from folds of limbs, bids that bend, moans and yips that rinse the walls amongst rain scented pillow cases that cup and caress strained faces the moon, she will rush the room push and pull wave and you... Continue Reading →

As Can Be

I caught you staring at me,as if I were a thing of beautyas if these scars didn't maulthe silk of my skinas if you weren't afraidto freeze in the blizzardof my gaze,as if there wasn't bloodsmeared from my chin to my cheekas if my lungs weren't soakedwith the tarof my angstI saw yousee me as... Continue Reading →

Surprise Gift

I told herwhere not to touch, not to bite, not to pinchwhat tickledmade me jerk, went too deepmade me spasmbut the gasps...and the moansthe pleasureand the pastthe restit didn't matteras I was latheredwith a sudden rapture- B. Brown(image courtesy of Pinterest)


sharpening, refiningtill the edge sheds with a kiss    and tomorrow,    which trenches    will be torn through?buffing, shiningtill the spine is glistening    and who's life    will trickle    from the grip to tip?engraving, unveilingtill championed and praised    and today    what wars    will be faced?- B. Brown(art by Mariusz... Continue Reading →


how did I let this happen? the dust settling leaves applauding silence preluding desperation realization grimacing with a cracking voice bit lip and quivering chin it's all in dissolution the serpent striking it's own tail within my grip and the knife slips clattering to the pavement and there will be payment no matter how sweet... Continue Reading →

Why Not?

why not enjoy it while it lasts this truth that's come to pass nothing flourishes forever love you or not, maybe I need you why not, maybe you'll want me to stay why test it, why pick at it there will never be another night quite as cool or quite as calm quiet enough to... Continue Reading →


this one time, for one night only, you belonged to me and I was nobody's, free to be reckless, as rough and eager as we knew we both needed, I thought we were harmless and we believed it we were careless winded and massless falling harder than we wanted this night for this time only... Continue Reading →

Cup of Sugar

you're there with a craving for the coconut milk that polishes my skin, my neck, lavished with lavender and my honey-lemon stained tongue with a faint fragrance of a hard working day wet bark and grass, earth cigarette smoke, motor oil and rum or maybe dry erase, coffee and wood shavings in any case, you're... Continue Reading →

My Pardon

I leave my dark work to karma, your blows will only produce poetry after I've turned the other cheek, uplifting me -B. Brown (art courtesy of Pinterest, but if anyone knows the artist, please enlightenment me because I love this style)  

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