our love is like ice cream: you give me your all but it eventually melts– messily, dripping on my skin until it's rough and sticky.
ice cream
Category: Poetry
lost
you are more than desire, you are more than lust, the tang of pleasure is addicting, i know but you must pace yourself unless you will become lost.
cherries
i like the way you look at me, when i smile. the sun basks on my face yet it cannot compare to your gaze. i can feel your eyes lingering, tasting, learning me when i shyly turn away. the blush hurts– burns me as desire stains my skin like cherries.
anticipation
i trip, i stutter, whenever you turn your head and smile. i watch the way the light touches your cheek. i blush, and blame it on the heat. i know you are not for me–i am young, foolish and sometimes weak. you rise like a phoenix, astounding those around you. the anticipation has me sick– [...]
fantasy and desire
i cannot forget the taste of you on my lips. grapefruit and mint, i trace the bite marks with the tip– of my tongue. I flick and i linger. i crave. the hunger has begun to drive me insane. the more you give, the more i demand. when you pull my head back, tangle your [...]
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 