PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Pale blue colored breezes

Uncontrollable masochistic sneezes

You frolicking in the Ivy

Naked dreams of unholy binding

Holding your breasts

Swirling in the mists

Bushes, trees, Cattails and other things such

Pull at your legs with such a touch

Smooth, pale, skin with stains

That you must keep secret-

And still they remain

Show us why your so mature

Painting yourself with leaves of

Red, yellow, brown décor

Feel the roots between your thighs

Planting themselves firmly in your mind

As my mind is slowly covered with mud

So do hands and wrists drench with blood

Moonbeams , sunbeams,

And little puppy dog smiles

White fluffy clouds and your neighbor says “hi”

Cracked faces, Disposable graces and then

Everyone cries…

Watching you stumble on tracks made before

But we all stand up and ask for more.

I give you a little of what you need or a lot if you beg and plead.

Don’t you like what you hear anymore?

Or should I just call you a whore?

The dream is mine and everything is fine…

The trees are swaying and the grass is not misbehaving

You lie there with you’re your plastic smile

Tingling of lust and denial

Dandelions, Roses and Honeysuckle vines.

Everything is there, just resting in time…

The world shudders under your touch

It cries, it screams for it knows too much

Everyone and everything has left you now

The tears, the laughter…now only a frown

It saddens me to see you like this

Maybe I should lean over and give you a kiss.

Push myself through so you can never leave!

I will make it more worth your while…

More than you could ever conceive.

I lock the door behind me and give you the key,

I got all that I wanted… for one little fee.