Tangible

Transcending poverty

Aggressively defending freedom

Nonexistent entity

Gratuitous inferiority is a label

Inflicted upon

Bowed head to supremacy

Lift my face to the sun

Eradicate the pain that is so

                                         Tangible

Bitter Taste of Honey

Jazz band playing in the back ground

Tears making their round

Her voice carried around the club

As she poured her heart out in song

Everyone sat mesmerized

Ridding each note along with her

Captivated by her beauty

Her soul was raw

Enthralled they sat on edge

Of their seats inhaling the scent

Of her perfume mixed in with smoke

In her tale she sung of a man she

Loved how he became her heaven

And earth

He was her laughter and pain

Still she loved him even more

At night he made love like an angel

But it was the devil she saw in the light

You take the good with the bad

And regrets you drowned in a bottle

Of eyes wide shut

People shouted from their seats

Urging her on

Women relating to her song

Wiped away flow of tears

Men were moved by the

Honesty of her words the truth

She sang in each verse

When the music faded into

The night she quietly bowed

Her head and whispered

“Bitter taste of honey” and

vanished from the stage

Flame

Lying on her bed staring up at the mirror above her
Making a provocative picture of a woman hungry to be loved

She ran a hand up her thigh pretending it

To be that of a lover

She moaned deep in her throat as her hand

Reached for that hush-hush spot

She rolled over onto her stomach and cursed

Herself for the loneliness she felt

She didn’t have to be lonely

Plenty of men were willingly

To share her bed

Some were so infatuated offering

Marriage or placated her

With the temptation of being

Their mistress

But she was tired of the game

She wanted something more

With substance

Superficial men were a bore

And boredom kills

Rolling onto her side she curled

Up into a fetal position

Her body was a blaze

How long had it been

Since she’d lain with a man

Throbbing inside wouldn’t let up

As hard as she tried to divert

Her attention else where

It always came back to that

Sexual fire burning

She was at war with herself

Feeling lonely desiring something

Of substance and the need

To be fulfilled

Darkness slowly settled around

The room

She liked the night

The enticing secrets it held

Reaching for the near empty

Bottle of Pinot Noir she poured

The remainder in her wine glass

Slowly sipping the liquor warming

Her insides making her earlier

Mood vanish

What was this foolishness she was feeling?

Reaching for her phone she dialed

A familiar number

On first ring it answered

Purring like a kitten into the receiver

She waited for a response

Smiling she ended the call

In the darkness she waited for

Her lover to come and release her

Sexual pain

Sometimes the need is just too great

And common sense strives after the wind

 Nature has to be answered refusing

To be ignored

Merry Go Round

He lounged in his car and observed  

Her from a distance

As he did each day like a

 Premeditated decision

Followed her every where she went

He wore his love for her like a badge for suckers

Would do anything she wanted

Her lap dog she so often called him

He let her rub him and pat him on his head

A good boy doing his job

He didn’t mind his manhood

Was in question

A price he willingly paid for

A small taste of her sweet morsel

Any crumb of affection she offered

She was enticing true enough

She wasn’t a great beauty and her

Body wasn’t all that much

But yet she beheld something

That kept drawing him in

Sitting there looking through his

Binoculars’ he saw her talking to a man

She tossed her head back laughing

Deep and hard

At something he’d said

She looked around as if she

Sensed his presence

He ducked down low in his seat

Still keeping her in his view

The man walked away from her

Not before slipping something into her hand

She continued on her way

Meticulously he trailed her until she

Was lost in the crowd

He knew he had to stop this insanity

But didn’t know how

Evening rolled around he knocked at her door

She let him in placing a cool kiss across

His expecting lips

She pulled him closer rubbing

 Sensually against him

He’d come to get answers but

His thoughts went astray

Pulling her tighter feeling the beat

 Of her heart quicken

Somewhere in his mind he thought

 About questioning her

Then she purred those words

 He loved to hear in his ear

Dirty, filthy, words a woman

Shouldn’t speak; he desired to hear

Tomorrow he thought, he’d put an end

To this merry go round

But for tonight he’d ride it just one more time……….

Those Eyes

She sat alone watching the comings

 And goings of patrons

Her eyes followed their movements

With curious intensity

Taking a sip of her wine from over the rim

She caught the gaze of a young man

Tilting her head to the side she smiled

To him with her eyes

Desire pooled in her irises

With coyness she batted her lashes

Flirtatiousness in each flutter

She looked away then back

Color of her eyes adapting to her mood

Going from vibrant blue to passion purple

She gave him her ‘come hither’ look

Smoldering embers in their profundity

He couldn’t resist

Sitting across from her he continued to stare

Drowning in her limpid voyeurism

Such a beautiful woman with eyes he couldn’t describe

 Eyes that were telling him a story

Weaving a spell her gaze was an invitation

To heaven maybe a little bit of hell

He leaned in closer to get a better look

Could have sworn he saw angels in their depth

There was a hint of laughter in her gaze

Pulling him in even further

Those eyes of hers he couldn’t turn away from

Something about them was so powerful

Provocative, dangerous

Her eyes danced over his body

A chill of forbidden passion crawled along his spine

She glanced down and slowly lifted her eyes to

Meet his asking a question

Answering he stood taking her hand

Leading her away from the crowd

Outside the quiet of the night greeted them

He turned to gaze into those eyes

What he saw terrified him

Too late he was her prisoner

She’d never spoken a word

Her eyes vocalized everything she wanted

And it was his soul

Prey Love

Standing with hands on her hips she surveyed the room

Over in a dark corner she spotted her next victim

Easy prey she thought to herself had all the marks

Of a man who could easily be taken

Coy smile on her face she sashayed up to him pulled out a cigarette looking up she saw surprise rise in his pupils

Taking out a gold lighter he lit her cigarette

Thank you she purred and turned to walk away

What’s the hurry he asked hunger in his eyes

She looked over her creamy colored shoulder

Her face partially hidden from the hair that had

Fallen across her face

She smiled shrugged her slender shoulder and sat

Down no hurry she said no hurry at all

She puffed her cigarette blowing smoke slowly

He took in her appearance, guess her aged to be of consent

Underneath the table he ran a hand up her thigh

She turned and smiled reaching beneath the table

And inching his hand up further……..

Later as they lay in his bed he took out a cigarette

Lighting it up he blew circles above his head

He looked over at her still sleeping form

Next to his bed pulled out a long syringe and

A vile of something that was no good

Gently he took her arm and plunged the needle deep within

Her eyes popped open fear registering

 Her world faded to black………

On his way out the door he took

One last look at her lifeless body

Sinister smile and death in his eyes he walked

Out the door living it wide open

Disappearing into the early morning fog

Another Year

Each year passes by still

You are remembered and loved

Missed no doubt about that

Regardless of the time that’s passed

Your smile and laughter forever

Imprinted in our minds

So here I am once again recalling the

Day you came into our lives

To the ones close to my heart

You know who I speak of

Years come years go

Memories never fail

And yes some tears linger

As we look to another year

Miss you always