shadamy life of a rose prt20 FINALShadow: We have to meet the others what if the meterex come to the ship before we go to theirs.shadamy life of a rose prt20 FINAL1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Amy: They'll be fine without us Shadow.
She smirked and gave him another kiss
Shadow: Lock the door.
Amy: It already is.
Shadow: Hmph. You planned this didn't you?
Shadow: Part of why I love you.
Amy kisses him, Shadow kisses back. The two hedgehogs kiss each other soft, slowly, gently, with compassion for a while then it started getting rough due to Amy pressing her lips harder against Shadows it had got him to get rid of his soft side on his actions right there and then. (I am not describing the rest because I do not know who reads this. I don't want little kids being like mommy whats this and that. Uh-uh!)
(After they were done)
Amy rolls over to Shadows arm and goes to grab it. Once in her arms she snuggles his arm and goes to bed again.
Shadow: (Heh she sure likes my arm when she sleeps and deosn't want to move. I guess she deosn't want to bother me either.)
He gets his arm out
Ya no soy Bukowski.i.Ya no soy Bukowski.1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
El lenguaje, aquí,
abriendo sucia la carne,
fantasmas oprimiendo mi vulva.
Tengo miedo y no sé rezar.
Entonces miro por la ventana:
un mundo que no es mío,
millones de muertes bonitas.
Me pinto las uñas y digo
"suicidarse es un poema hermoso.
Quiero ser hermosa".
Es que vomito y me corro
de alguna forma tengo que purificar el estómago
y lavar mi sexo
y manchar el suelo de mi habitación
de antidepresivos y baba.
Mira, paso de escribir.
La vida queda lejos.
Ya no soy Bukowski.
Skin and Skinning Up.strike up a matchSkin and Skinning Up.1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
strike up a joint
strike up my mind
for a striking conversation
I hear by sit, nude as birth
sweltering as if
i have made
my decent into hades
And that's not just from the heat
my head is swimming
my heart is sweating
and this is not from temperature
I wish I knew how to speak
provide a conversational peek
to end this fucked up losing streak
trying hidden, stricken meek.
I write devotional poetry
to strike your mind
an all pondering question
Do you think of me?
I know you don't like me
as much as I like you and i've accepted that,
but I still bail the water brimming ship
as if some good will come from the sinking craft
My attraction goes so far beyond skin
as if it were there in the first place
as some demisexual with an infatuation
as a lust of spirit has become over me
Do you think of me?
Does my visage appear in your dreams
as much as yours in mine?
Or is my infatuation as one sided as loaded dice?
'Save me a spot' Save me a spot beside you -'Save me a spot'1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Reserved eternally; for all of time's span
You are my heart;
I gifted mine to you that day.
I know you can do it!
When I burst with pride at your actions
Get out there and live
One of my greatest adventures had already begun
A shell of a woman, I once was
And then we spoke of eras
Many years before our times
What brought us together?
Not coincidence --
'The universe is not so lazy'
I start a letter, every evening
Wondering how to tell you
In what new ways I discovered that
I love you that much more
My dreams are often visited
By y o u
My love, and the great golden window of time
We always knew
The world could not hold us
We are not meant for this place
And you kno