Monday, September 26, 2011

Mother

You gave me- Unspeakable hurt, Unspeakable pain.
Perpetual, dark clouds over me they rain.
 
Always full of lies and cheap disgust.
Extremely selfish and a betrayer of trust.

My mind was yours to mold and shape.
I was your Super-Hero in a towel cape.

You washed your hands of me -so young.
You have no idea of the damage done.

But, from you- I learned how not to be.
To treat people right and be happy.

So, Sadly- this is my story to tell.
And be it so  Go straight to Hell

Satin Sheets

The cool air envelopes my warm body as I lay naked on the bed
Glistening, sparkling
The scent of our love making lingers in the room
I close my eyes and again your mouth is on my body
Kissing, licking
Seeking out everything that brings me pleasure
My hands begin to roam, trying to emulate your touch
Circling, pinching
Your soft fingers moving down over my stomach
Knees bending upward toward the ceiling
Your hands spreading them further apart to see me
Sucking, nibbling
Fingers finding my pearl you begin to rub
My breathing quickens, my need increasing
Desire, yearning
Needing to feel you inside of me again
I feel your weight upon me
Heavy, hot
Your cock enters me and I'm almost there
I moan your name to the surrounding walls
Cumming, breathless
You stand there with a knowing smile
As I lay there on the red satin sheets..

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Touch Of His Hands

Light touches send shivers down my spine strong hands to send me reeling into sweet abyss A lazy finger leaving a heated trail between my breasts.

Trembles of delight are his reward , The lost look of pure desire radiatins from your dark eyes the arch of my body begging for more.

The rumble of his laughter reaches my ears even as his fingers weave their magic upon my skin teasing circles around flesh that crave completion .

As his fingers strum my passions to life circling the parts that crave him the most the warmth of his palm on my belly shudders of delight spasm beneath my skin uncontrollable response to the power of his touch with his pretty wings .

- Esther Giuliana

Unborn Child

I'm sitting here mystified and Numbed with pain. To lose someone so close , yet so far away .


Some say you can't lose someone you never had If thats true then how can I feel this sad ?
I felt more close to you ; My Child more than anyone around me . Because I felt you so deep within me.

So small no eye could see , Disbelief and uncertainty consum my brain as the tears fall like rain was I being punishad for a sin I committed ? Was I to learn something from this and didn't get it ?

- Esther Giuliana

Algognic

Harrowing. Heroin.
Inject, digest. Incest,
Molest. Jump to,
Leap out, certain
Feelings to do without.
All in all, just another
Brick in the wall. Fall,
Behemoth, wretch the
Ground for worms while
You’re there. Stare at the soil,
Coil up like a snake and bite
The air, mindlessly, while
The world curls up to
Sleep.

Seep out, the plasma drains
Your blood, mere feelings
To do without. Anemic,
Contorted. Bulimic,
Retarded. Restarted,
Cold-hearted. All in
All, just another brick
In the wall. Tall trees,
Swallowing bees,
Red waved seas full of
True redeems…fantasy
Green, my love is clean.
Green fantasy, I am
Your enemy, my
Love is dirt.

Am I a whore?
Is my fetish gore?
I have never felt
Better. Time to gouge…
Mere reasons to do
Without. Malaria,
Vomit, hysteria,
Comets. Dementia,
Necrophilia, adventure,
Acrotomophilia. Cut
Me in half, let me bleed.
Pull in my ropes, rape me, please.