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It’s all new and fresh and young,
Glistening like promise on a spring flower.
My fragile, tender silence begs you:
Do not break me for I am weak.

You, with your warm, enveloping skin,
and deep dark, dangerous eyes.
I feel my future in your gentle kiss,
Sense no goodbyes in your eyes.
You are mine.
And I jump into your pool,
sacrifice myself for just one minute more,
to be only yours.

My heart is racing to catch you,
beating so hard it might just burst,
I have an unquenchable thirst and desire
for you and us, for this, our love.
Let it rain.

For GJ 06/10/14

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Mud Washes Off

There he is, just a man.
The distance between our bodies
small but impossible to cross.
The night is dark and cold
but the heat of something
unspoken
envelops us in
it’s charms.

Here I am, a lost girl.
I do not know how I got here.
I only know I cannot leave
his electric eyes shoot
sparks deep down inside me,
lighting
our way on the black
road ahead.

Show me your intentions
Let me first know your hand before
I reveal my cards, or fold.
This game is already
lost. We both understand.
The silence
sings with words we daren’t
yet speak.

A desire, justified
by a rare depth of connection,
begins to bridge the gap, that space
between us. Allows us to
creep closer to what we want.
Our lips
touch. Now its too late.
We kiss.

Everything I thought I
wanted melts away till all that’s left
is you, you and I, us, this kiss.
The moments reality
is huge and hard to bare.
It hurts
but it’s exciting
and ours.

We want so much more than
just this brief moment of time we
stole. But we know the clock is ticking.
We know that I must leave.
The kiss ends, the spell breaks
and I
run away, too scared to
look back.

The rain is holding off
but the tears show no such mercy.
They spill down my cheeks as I run
away from the truth and back
towards my pretty lie.
Eyes open,
heart in shreds, lips still
burning.

As I arrive home, boots splattered, I realise…
The mud will wash away but the memory will stay forever.