Vigorously illuminating
She’s overworked
Quite compelling
She’s overtired
Completely potent
She’s giving
Magically robust
She’s asleep on the couch at 1AM
Forever lovely
She’s precious
Make up less
She’s still captivating
Deserves everything
She deserves a forehead kiss
Hello All,
I am sure many have noticed that I have not been on here in a while. You can find me on instagram.
I have not posted any new material due to some soul searching and over time you will see my blog change. I am currently in transition and reinventing myself as a writer.
I appreciate all of your support.
Thank you,
Braeden
I didn’t mean to fall for your
magnificent intellect and brilliant eyes
I didn’t mean to fall for your
stunning curves and accent
I didn’t mean to fall for your
innocent laugh and magnetic charm
I didn’t mean to fall for your
echoing fortress and wide skies
I didn’t mean to fall for your
lips of ecstasy and golden tongue
I didn’t mean to fall for your
luscious skin and blissful scent
I didn’t mean to fall for your
beloved moon and drops of silver
I didn’t mean to fall for your
desirous flame and solid wick
I didn’t mean to fall for your
intoxicating personality
still we have no control over destiny
and luck is not the same as fate.
Reflections blending through a window
lovers and strangers, the cruelest fate.
My heart is a bird trailing its shadow
Its course charted and true</
I never meant to fall,
but I’ve fallen like the night for you.
Holly – Italics
Braeden – Non Italics
Check out Holly’s blog if you haven’t!
This was fun to collaborate with her!
Jungle like appetites dangle
Salivating like a savage
Like a cherry to be swallowed whole
Gulping down the passion
Engulfing like a predator
Primeval serpent enslaving
With exquisite poison, lashing
Languishing deep within
Force, forced ever deeper
Into the narrow, miry abyss
Gobbling and feverish groans
Temptations shredded to bits
Comfort and smoothness meshing
Melting desires in our hands
Tasting a scrumptious spot
Arching, stretched bow taut
Drawing ever deeper
Writhing lost in ecstasy
Agony, awareness fades
All sensation focused
Animalistic tension glaring
Expletive moans thicken
Ignoring the glowing sunrise
Peaks of euphoria strike
Unbelievable chemistry
Clutching, rising, reaching
Gasping, the final plateau
Feeling omnipotent, puissant
Shuddering slow descent
Into childlike peace
Releasing the outcome
Intoxicating visual
Mind blowing eye contact
Flowing like a heavenly river
Round one complete
Braeden – Non Italics
All About Life – Italics
Check out Lisa’s blog, if you haven’t. You will read some great stuff!
I’m terrified
to inhale your naked skies
I’m terrified
to kiss your illuminating scars
I’m terrified
to wipe away your violent tears
I’m terrified
to capture your torn heart
I’m terrified
to feel your dirty rain
I’m terrified
to hold on to your numb hand
I’m terrified
to feel a love that I didn’t know existed
I’m terrified
to hear the symphony in your sea
I’m terrified
to walk alone on this broken road
I’m terrified
to stand at the turns in this landscape
*Dewy Place had requested this title.
Before you make a sharp turn
on Over Exaggerated Lane
Signs for Decaying Truth Hill
are on your right in front
of the redwood trees
Follow the uneven road
and you will see Disturbance Road
Veer to the left and see the
old rotted sign for Route Bloodsucker
Drive twenty miles with
irritated skin and a defying mistress
Overloads of fierce tension
will consume your one track mind
Disconnect the alarm clocks
as you drive on the famous
Saturated with Rage Byway
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Give me your golden heart
Give me your kindred spirit
Give me your bright light
Give me your forgiving soul
Give me your generosity
Give me your glass world
Give me your crying desert
Give me your precious wisdom
Give me your burning essence
Give me your tender heart beat
Give me your gentle words
Give me your beloved patience
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The serpentine somnambulence of fire,
like a drop of a dragon, encapsulated in
pine kindling and smoking oak, the stone
fireplace watches her as she poems ink,
birthing galaxies on old parchment, and
as the flames grow, she sees sentences
dancing in the gold and orange, alight
muses nine of Apollo, burning just for her.
Under a catastrophic star he stares into the abyss of the flames. Forgotten love hibernates within the charcoal as he gazes at her lost wick. Castles drift in his mind as he wishes the blaze never died out. She stands in front of the tangerine edges seeing her soul be reignited.
There are bonds of ashes that settle like
the dust of an old book with intaglios of
her former lover in the flames, immolated,
she was a witch on a pyre for him, he was
gasoline poured onto her bonfire, and now
all that is left are dead nebulae and ghosts
of “I do.” She arises a phoenix, only to see
him, in the space between shadows, a ghost.
There are screams within the chandelier dreams. There are fires within the light, there is a glimpse of light in the flames. No matter where he turns, no matter where she rises, there will always be a breeze of ink. Hearts need to bleed, veins need to cry, and pages never fade. The gust of memories will live forevermore.
Dances with Tricksters – Italics
Braeden Michaels – Non Italics
It was a pleasure to collaborate with Allie. Please check out her blog!
It’s been a pleasure my love
It’s been a joy my sweet heart
You are my center
It’s been a delight my plum
It’s been wondrous my beloved
You are my rock
It’s been precious my sweet pea
It’s been a dreamscape my angel
You are my other half
It’s been enchanting my dear
It’s been a world of glee my light
You are my world
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Unknown territory
Delicately pressing
A gentle spot
Dramatic grunt
Slightly cursing
Whirl of thoughts
Brain bending
Unbelievable
Buried deep
Unexpected
A tight fit
Seeking the spot
World of mystery
Unknown territory
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Wide eyed
Staring at the rhythm
Tongue tied
Damn and gosh
Almost speechless
Slick movements
Move closer
In slow motion
Released thoughts
Steady grunts
Mesmerized picture
Up and down
Come here
Photograph it
with your mind
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Please
Be delicate if you hug her
Please
Be sincere if you say those three words
Please
Be gentle if you truly love her
Please
Be intuitive if you want to understand her
Please
Be everything to her if you want her
She slumbers in jitters and uncertainty
She slumbers in quietness and nervousness
She slumbers in angst and needles
She slumbers in frozen butterflies
She slumbers in a catatonic atmosphere
And the all knowing and powerful listens
She slumbers in misguided beliefs
She slumbers in thin confidence
She slumbers in pale rose petals
She slumbers in the down pouring dismay
She slumbers in cold feet and horror
And the all knowing and powerful listens
She slumbers in cynical exasperation
She slumbers in headaches and irritations
She slumbers in deadweight
She slumbers in mishaps and misfortune
She slumbers in blame and agitation
And the all knowing and powerful guides
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I see paradise in your
endearing photograph
Can’t stop looking at you
I see utopia on your
alluring lipstick
Can’t stop looking at you
I see the garden of Eden
in your mystical eyes
Can’t stop looking at you
I see milk and honey
from head to toe
Can’t stop looking at you
I see perfection and
and everlasting desire for you
Never will I stop
looking at you
Sweet brown sugar
Habenero pepper on her lips
Invigorating serene eyes
Dashing wild smile
Intellectual stimulating
Culturally educated
Admiring her heritage
Embracing her history
to build a brilliant future
Desiring your seductive mind
Appreciating the center
Itching to just be beside you
Absorbing your presence
Thoughts of you are magical
