Variations On Emotional Suicide, the new release from wurdz.click on the book to buy it today!

About Me

My photo

CEO and founder of Wurdzpoet, Inc. 

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

catnip by candlelight



a midday
manifestation of mischief
called to her
and she
acknowledged
the need to feed.
it was naughty
but necessary...
the rumbling,
between thick thighs,
elicited familiar behavior
and a warm sigh
as she succumbed
to devious delights
which reeked
of satisfaction.
curiosity
doesn't kill her cat.
it just purrs
in gentle strains
which soothe
the canine lusts
of her invited conquest.
knock, knock
"entrez vous?"
he brought wine,
to emphasize
the wicked things
he planned to do.
hungry hands
slide
across supple skin
and the festivities begin.
dark room, candlelight
blindfold
to blur her sight,
while he teased
the spots
which begged
to be pleased.
wet kiss fantasies
glide
through licked lips
and create
libido drenched
highs...
church bells chime
at the stroke of three,
releasing
pent up frustrations
finally set free.
a taste,
to savor
her last few drops,
and they drift,
quietly drift...

Saturday, October 5, 2013

pink



silent tears
stream
down, down,
lost in the swirl
of rain shower
warmth.
she feels
that part of her
which defines beauty,
sensuality
and desire.
a gentle cup,
press then rub.
her mind wonders
to mama
and what she was told 
to look for.
is it there?
the dreaded thing
which threatens
to pull depression
from the womb
of happiness?
one more time...
this was not the future
laid out
in her best plans.
mouthing prayers,
while soft squeezes soft,
a slow stroll
brings her face to face
with lost hope
and tainted faith.
she curses the woman
who looks back at her.
how could she let this happen?
head in hands,
tired, listless 
emotions
drag her to the kitchen.
one, four, five
shots of tequila,
before glass shatters
against black & blue backsplash.
she hums melancholy coltrane,
dances and twirls
to the syncopated loneliness, 
and collapses
onto cold white linoleum.
with puffy eyes,
pink from indulging denial,
she laughs herself to sleep
and dreams
of black & white yesterdays.

wurdz GRABBERS