Burnished head consecrating
tarnished thighs in the hot tongues of unborn
sighs candle-fingered, the light is bleeding into
Prince of stares in the semi-seeing night,
when you are certain as arrows
you will never catch me.
Cold at FourIs there a technical term for a harp maker?
If there isn't, it's you, as a body, that canine
Your name doesn't
ring right but it's what you do with it that counts:
I tumbled around it and never said it at the correct second, like the
cuboid-skulled choirgirl a note behind, loud and disgusting. A faulty
The banal usurping of my bookish tongue
came on quick.
I'm very sorry.
Everything scratched backwards and now my spine streams
from my throat, cursive handwriting.
Scored in your scalp:
the clicking of toes, falling asleep in the hands of metal men,
forgotten criminality, barbed wire telephones -.
you look like so many faces -
for all I know you don't exist except in broken chairs.
The Maritodespotic PathI am naked beneath my coat of armour.
I woke and thought it was the sickness
I'd had before - my lips had never burned
The ghost of your dog came to me
last night, while I dreamed;
it burst into grey dust and
told me my bulimic piano solos were beautiful.
Dancing under the pregnant sky,
a waning gibbous belly crowned
with violet cloth,
I converse with the moon -
deep, dark French.
I love to speak
to hunted rabbits
and unlit trees.
WitchMy belletrist, little hunched cardigan-drenched
finch, he says, Mess, blooded with French shores and burned cakes,
don't you come to my hand anymore,
crying poppies from sallow ducts, my tiny soil-saviour?
- he touches his own ass-ears with his spiked teeth
and pets me 'til I'm salmon, sunset -
Sleep in my bed, stocky moth,
cease your painting, beetle queen, queenly slut,
turned frizzy in the process of sharpening the sea,
mouth your watercolours and hose down the wall
- I am ill of him, his eating
makes me a murderer -
Newborn kettle-coffee throws a kiss
and our son climbs my sullen thighs;
I doubt we will fall out of love,
the spiders we are.
The WoodsThey were shaped like humans, humans with rat-tail hair or weeping willow spines or long hungry feet, and they danced around her, carried on her fearful imagination. She could taste their wicked delight and she cried, paralysed as they fed upon the chilled currents of winter walks. The little wolves spun up her ankles and took on her thighs; nothing left unexplored for them or her, a vicious loving in the trees. She met the thick loam with her knees and stayed upright, her hollowed body becoming the only memory anyone might ever have of her.
These are the woods where the children come to die. These are the shadows where grey-faced sleep waits, never speaking, never turning. The children fall into the grim peace and no one can follow their red toes into the shroud.
Vulva SongThe curtains are never drawn in the spare room.
Why aren't you coming, why aren't you sitting on the edge of the bath keeping watch right through me?
I feel the carpet and soak up every silent look, store them under my toenails, and I miss you. You exploded,
the bees in the lavender bush are all that's left of you.
Articulated PointsOne year after I met you -
Ill, stricken, your chocolate orange lies
castling across my joints,
I break concave dandelion, seeds
splashing under my gambling shoes.
One year, one month -
They may lay their hides over your favourite
city garden walks, might leave hopeful lip prints
on the glass in your sturdy museum holidays, spit
love-letter typefaces down their ankles or hum in the grey
cold to stay awake for surgery,
and I will coagulate with my dresses,
Pregnant TGPregnant TG
I was browsing the sex toy store online, when I saw a female lingerie set "Feminine Fantasy" on sale, with a free complementary maternity edition. Huh. I figured I'd try it out as any horny college guy would. It shipped to my apartment a few days later. That evening, I went to my bedroom and tried on the panties and bra. It felt smooth, almost tingly, when all of a sudden, I looked down to see that my penis had transformed into a vagina! I looked into the bathroom mirror, and noticed that wasn't all. My chest was filling out to a pair of C cups, and my hair was growing longer. My body thinned out, my adam's apple disappeared, and my jawline smoothed. My nose became smaller, and my eyebrows thinned out. I had become a woman!
I looked over at the packaging, desparate for some sort of explanation. I found nothing until I saw a small note in the bottom corner saying "Effects Temporary." Relieved, I went back over to the mirror to admire my new figure. I noticed that the bra str
Getting it on
(Wait, isn't that hentai yaoi?)
Than two girls
(Which would be yuri)
In the same situation.
The world needs more yaoi.
Love between two guys
Is just as strong
As love between
A guy and a girl
Or two girls.
Yaoi is hot.
Yaoi is sexy.
Care for a Foxy~ Foxy x Reader pt. 4
I had Foxy and his friend held captive. They're not going anywhere either. "So what am I gonna do with you, young one?" I asked the female. She says nothing, so I stared at her til she gave an answer. "Go to hell!" She mumbles. "What was that?" I asked getting closer to her and ear close. "Go to hell!" She says again. "Hmm... I'm already there, sweetheart. You on the other hand." I pick her up by her uniform. "Are not?" I chuckle evilly as I go on Foxy's side and sat her down in front of him. "Let her go and I'll stay!!" Foxy growled.
I seen that Freddy brought (Y/N) around in front of me and I knew what he was gonna do. "Let her go and I'll stay." I begged, growling a bit. "How about," Freddy started and brought out the golden Freddy costume out ready to stuff (Y/N) inside. "No." He finished. He grins to the sight of my fear. "Please, don't do it." I pleaded. "I'll do what you want." I offered. Freddy looks at me in a thoughtful gaze. "Hmm... Is that a
Kankuro, why did you bring almost every guy to your home? Choji complained while holding on to his chips.
Were suppose be in detention at school. Sasuke added as he walked into Kankuros living room with Kiba, Gaara, Shikamaru, Neji, Lee, and Naruto.
Screw detention. Tell me, Kankuro sat down in the middle of the room. The rest of the boys sat also. how many of you are fed up with the fact that Shino is always the same dull quite one?
Almost everyone rose their hand as a sign of agreement. At that moment, Shino entered and closed the door behind him with an expressionless look.
"Hey Shino," Naruto said bluntly, "How come you never smile or frown or anything?"
Gaara practically smirked at how blunt Naruto was. He used to show nothing but anger. Even Neji was rather emotionless until Naruto beat him up. Maybe that was the solution.
zim x reader ch 1You Were walking out of school on friday you zoned out and tripped over the bike rack
you saw a black gloved hand reach for yours and pull you up
"hey zim," you sighed you and zim walked home together because he lives right accross from you sometimes on the weekends, you and zim play some wii or gamecube.
you pulled out my iPod and put in your earbuds
"OH MY GOD THOSE THINGS ATTACHED THEMSELVES TO YOUR EARS!!!!!!!" Zim screamed
"its just music zim," you said "want to listen?"
you took out one earbud and gave it to him. he took it and raised one eyebrow.
"is it safe?"
"yes Zim, trust me."
he put it to his head then took it off like it was boiling hot and rubbed his head
"why do you have to listen to this 'music' so loudly??"
"i like to block out the rest of the world and draw-sorry i'll turn it down"
England x Reader The rainy days
All you could hear was rain dripping from the dark clouds form up above.
You moved over the king size bed to reach over to fine nobody next to you when you know somebody was suppose to be there.
Getting out of the bed to find your husband, you found a glowing light coming from the down stair office.
So you went to go check it out.
You found the one and only Arthur Kirkland reading a book :Sherlock Holmes.
You didn't say a word, the only time when he looked at you is when he reached to find the cup of tea near by.
"Oh, hello love nice to see you here what are you doing up so late?" He said looking tired
"Oh i don't know maybe the fact that my husband inst in bed with me in this time an hour." You said walking to him and laced your arms around Arthur's neck hugging him from behind.
Arthur gave a slight chuckle and looked at you "Its OK love go back to bed and I'll be right there okay."
Knowing that you had to tell him the truth, you knew that he wouldn't like the news that
i sink in one foot at a time
with the same anticipation
i would have while stepping into
the shadow of your naked body
if you were standing in front of me
i submerge myself
in the depths of lonely night
water hot with the scent
of your breath
if you were breathing on me
instead of the steam that
pricks my skin
and rises like your
face above mine would
if you were here.
i lay back slowly
letting it run through my hair
as your fingers would
if you were here
and it rises past my shoulders
drowning them in streams
of heat as you would
with your tongue
if you were here
it encircles my breasts
where your tongue would paint me
swallows my nipples
where your lips would embrace me
fills my navel and pours over
my waist sending pools
down between my lips
where you would part me
if you werent apart from me
i let the water hit me
where you are missing
let it bead up on my skin
and gush inside me
the space you would fill
with your electricity
heat and fire
if you were here
i arc back in dream and p
Making loveEmbrace. Face to face.
Bodies pressed. Flesh compressed.
Heavy breath. Love till death.
Sweaty heat. Heartbeat.
I' love you. I love' you.
Eyes closed tight. Powerful might.
Emotions flow. Hands down low.
Pleasure pleases. Pressure teases.
In and out. Bodies close about.
Lay purely toggether. Make love forever.
A Night with IntegraYour loneliness embraces you.
Cold stares in the eve of the night.
Do you summon me?
Yes. I hear your voice.
But you did it in a faint whisper.
So rarely. So heavenly.
And when I got there.
There you stood like a knight to a lady.
But grant me to be the one
To hold you dearly.
It is true that I am a monster
And I crave your flesh.
Yet fear is not what you see in me
Because I am your servant
And under your command I will always be
I who dwell in the dark
Like the shadows and
Like Death that moves around.
Life is a pleasure yet life is so unsure
See, my hands they shook.
They want to touch you… to caress
Not like a child but a lady no less.
How can one hold his hunger like this?
He who wanted to break your wall
And to tell you so
That the night is long and
It's a shame not to taste
The sweet scent of the wind
And the sweat on your face.
I waited long enough
I've endured the thirst
Grant me this one night
However you may curse.
I've never seen anyone so perfect
And so charming
A true huma