Ricardo

Ricochet

Into my heart

Crashing fatally

Against my ribcage.

Resuscitate me. Bring me to life, but

Don’t disrupt this fantasy

Of you and me.

Seduction

Darkness

 

Creeping through alleys

Toward unsuspecting victims

 

I’ll capture you

A spider with a fly

In my web of lies

 

I’m hungry

 

Looking for food

 

Fulfilled by lust

 

You look at me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you want me

 

And I’m satisfied.

The Way We Talk

Words taking flight

On a trip, traveling up my throat

Flitting across my tongue

And playing at the tip

Where they brush past my lips

And escape.

But what happens

When there are no words?

A different form of communication

Evolves without trying.

Your lips on mine-

The pressure, lingering, intensity

All signs that show me

What you want, need, desire.

A secret code, no-

A secret passed

From one pair of lips to another

A conversation that lasts a lifetime.

This language is our own.

Puzzles

As we stand in a room of puzzles
No puzzle more intricate than us

With your eyes trained on me
Searching for a reaction
But what am I supposed to do?
You always had a way
To make my knees weak with lust
You always had a way
But what am I supposed to do?
Searching for a reaction
With your eyes trained on me

No puzzle more intricate than us
As we stand in a room of puzzles.

Tell Me That You Love Me

Tell me that you love me

I want to hear you say the words,

but also feel them so I know it’s real

and not just my deepest desires. I want

your words to feel so heavy that they create

fire from the friction of being rubbed against

your tongue. I want your eyes to show so

much passion that they make me feel

your arms grasped tightly around

me with just one look. I want

you to make me feel like

there’s nobody else in

the world meant for

you as much as I

am. All it takes is

three heavily

weighted

words.

I love

you.

Elope, We Shall

Again, I fall for that wicked smile

Like a glimpse of sun

On a frigid winter morning.

Perchance your hands will warm my heart with

Elation as they grasp mine in the

Church of lust and no return to the

Island of insecurity from whence we came. I’ll

Abandon my life in a flash for a chance to have a future with you.

Asphyxiation Fixation

An ink scarred hand

Clutching my throat

With the slightest pressure

Causing my windpipes

To be silent

As the image of you

On top of me

Pinning me down

And leaving me without oxygen

Is forever engraved

In the deepest and most sacred

Cavities of my brain.

Brief Satisfaction

I’ll seduce you

With my words

That kiss your ear

And tickle you with pleasure…

Until you can’t get enough of me

And require instant gratification.

 

With no romance or bedside manners

We’ll go all night

‘Til the sun peaks through the shades

And wakes you.

 

Then you’ll walk out my front door

Only to be heard from once more

But never seen again.

 

Because you got what you came for-

Hip bones clashing

In the heat of the moment.

 

And I got what I wanted-

To be loved

No matter how briefly.

Let’s Run Away

I’ve never seen you before,

I don’t know you-

And yet

If you told me

You see me

Like the silver lining

On your ever present

Gloomy cloud

You hear me

Like the wind

Whispering the secrets

Of life into your ear

You feel me

Like your heartbeat

As your blood rushes

Through your veins

You know me

Like the abandoned home

You lived in through your adolescence

With the fondest memories

I’d drop

e v e r y t h i n g

Leave it all (behind)

At the chance

Of running away with you

For the rest

Of

Our

Lives.

Romance (A Bedroom Story)

In  love,

Sames give

Gaining height.

 

Motionless

(Forgetful)

Yearn his glance here-

I’m timid

Under his firm eyes.

 

Newly unearthed, unclothed,

The first touch

Of my sleeping dreams

Woke fate.

 

So beautiful it made me weep

Vainly, I cried.

 

Lifting mountains

Creating valleys-

Joy!

He Praised the moon

As I sang with desire.

 

Joy.

Joy so pure

Twilight would rejoice

In our shadows.

 

Keen.

Keen beyond conceiving

Strictly

There he stood,

My dream.

 

Flesh was blood-

A mile uphill,

And I could only smile.

With a gasp.

 

Scorning

Made me move through his anger.

Motions:

Forward

Backward

Side by side.

 

Arms extended humbly

Between foe and friend,

Between the foolish and the wise,

Immeasurable impatience…

Hold me closer.

 

Flames

Caused my will to climb

naked, bare, hungry

shoulders pulled against the dark.

 

Sorrow:

Look,

You’re still a foe.

 

Let us join blood and flesh.

Imagination-

A drug…

Giving a heart,

A mind.

 

Though dull, you taste bright

Though bitter, you are sweet.

 

Truth-

I say-

Love his soul!

Love him whole.

 

http://www.napowrimo.net/ NaPoWriMo prompt for day 26. Erasure poetry inspired by E. E. Cummings’ poem “My Father Moved Through Dooms of Love” which can be found here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15405.