endless

7/16/07
I love you endlessly, endlessly you I love. Consumed is my mind with thoughts of you. I crave the sweetness of your breath, the tenderness of your tongue. When you love me, the world stops…my world begins to spin. You make my toes curl and my back arch. I wish to overindulge in your essence. When you’re gone, it feels as if you’re near. Your voice makes my blood flow. I love  your lips and wish to hold then in between mine.

touch

1/1/07

The touch, was ever so slight…like slow motion. I felt you. I wanted to look into your eyes, see what they were saying…are you happy? Do you want me as I do you? It could mean everything, or nothing at all. My mind is teased with memories, feelings, thoughts, visions. I see your smile, feel your embrace. Inhale your scent. I want to give you everything…a place to lie your head, comfort, love, make love to you. Listen to your dreams, share your secrets…your touch is what I have to hold on to. I want more. Please say yes.

in the beginning

 written 11/2006

…while attempting to freshen my, funky, smelling of delicious sex self, I was immediately drawn into the vigorous space of ecstasy shared last night. I remember when you licked there…and here…and kissed …and sucked this…and that. I remember holding your hands while riding waves of pleasure. Your electric touch guiding me to fulfillment…I’ve never so much wanted to give another myself in the way I desire to give to you. Our legs intertwined…your soft brown flesh becoming one with mine. To call it orgasmic would be an injustice…as that was certainly surpassed…

untitled

written in 2006

with you...even silent moments turn me on. your strong and experienced hands soothe me. your lips...your tongue, they move me. i drown in overwhelming waves of ecstasy. i am hung over from having so much of you to drink. a lover like you is quite rare. you tease my mind as much as you do my clit. your sounds of passion are melodic in my ears. i am a glutton for you. i am aroused by the sound of your voice, my body warms when your fragrance is near. your beauty is never ending...soulful...deep

november haiku

#3
i am unapologetic
in my frantic
 addiction to you


#4
in the tidal wave
of you i'm completely
lost in your lovely-ness

womyn

the succulence of your aromatic essence leaves me weak

you drip of courage within your independently spoken beauty

gracefully you intrude

challenging the world to know you beneath your outer décor

your voluptuous core nurtures life and breathes creativity

desperate for your sustenance I sit at your feet gladly gleaning that which runneth over

hastily i drink you in

savoring the moments of your majesty

connected to your vibrant truth

i am delightfully a prisoner

haunted by freedom

Not One More

Performed 11/18/10 Transgender Day of Remembrance

not one more

not one more

not one more suicide

not one more death

not one more homicide

empowered by your abhorrence 

of me

make it stop

palpable silence

the agency of death

not one more discharge

not one more infection

not one more rape

not one more dime

not one more revelry

not one more

not one more shackle

not one more remorse

be free, be free

i use my voice that, you cannot take away from me

not one more group

not one more slogan

not one more march

not one more abandonment

not one more sermon

not one more law

not one more repeal

not one more trial

my life is not for sale

it should not be legislated

my love does not hurt

your hate does not heal

 not one more

no

there is no more

you will not take

i don't accept

what you give

empty promises

failed verbosity

no no 

outloud i will be, thrashing intrusively

not.one.more