#tim k

I wake from a deep sleep

shocked by the spike in my mood

pushed out of dream

played by it’s hold on me

I slip from the grip of that vision

from the touch of a rough thigh on mine

coming closer

spread me wider

I tremble in the fright of that desire

afraid i will not wake from it euphoric clutch

he drinks from me

savoring all that pours past

haunted by the sound as he sips from the cup that serves him

making river flow

break dam flooding soul

that liquid language set him off

making moves that move

crawling underneath

locking eyes casting spells

glazing over glances melt

then tremble inside

we try to hide but disguise is torn by lust

we lie there

lost beneath the veil of it all

soaked in truth

facing the reflection of our madness

you try to hide while they wait for you

away from you

away away from you

you try to fight why remain the truth

away from you

away away from you

those nights you left me alone

encased in silence

you knew what you were doing

leaving me waiting

in the hazard of your absence

I often contemplate that tender manipulation

the one that holds me hostage

chained gently to the mood

latched tightly to a time

that never ticks that never moves

moist with your memory

bound to the convoy of your charm

the one that never lets me go