lauralee_sugah's Blog Entries

16 Apr 2013 09:33

Your hands fuel my imagination.
Holding your coffee cup in the morning.
Turning book pages.
Reaching to touch my arm saying
"Listen to this."
On the small of my back
at odd moments of the day.
On my face as you look in my eyes
right before you kiss me.
Holding my hand as passion cools
and bonds heat.
I love your hands.

15 Apr 2013 15:50

you are all important to me.

14 Apr 2013 16:08

i am at starbucks... there is a group of girls sitting at the same table here. they are chatting while looking at their phone screens. let me look at you! forgive me when i don't. remind me to look at your hear what you are really saying.

12 Apr 2013 22:01

put your hands on my breasts and hold me against your erect body. show me what you want. i wil give you anything,

10 Apr 2013 19:37

"love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident." ~ damien rice

08 Apr 2013 20:00

just this...

07 Apr 2013 13:18

"Love is the author, we are his paper. He is the sea, and we are its drops." ~ Rumi

05 Apr 2013 09:32

“Let the world kiss you, sister. Let the moment kiss the most raw and tender spot in your heart until you cannot help but surrender, open.” ― Chameli Ardagh

02 Apr 2013 08:08

happy birthday emmylou!

31 Mar 2013 18:33

just as last year... this is how i will spend april fool's day... i don't handle it very well.

30 Mar 2013 15:42

he said "loving a woman makes a man great. loving you would make a man very great."

my heart wept.

27 Mar 2013 22:52

“Her life with others no longer interests him. He wants only her stalking beauty, her theatre of expressions. He wants the minute secret reflection between them, the depth of field minimal, their foreignness intimate like two pages of a closed book.”
― Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

27 Mar 2013 03:20

haiku for the humpday

can i be "the one"?/ sadly no, for too many / are calling your name.

26 Mar 2013 15:31

kissing you will never be enough.....

25 Mar 2013 10:30

“To be nobody but
yourself in a world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”
― E.E. Cummings

23 Mar 2013 20:14

let it go - the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise - let it go it
was sworn to

let them go - the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers - you must let them go they
were born
to go

let all go - the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things - let all go

so comes love

~ e. e. cummings ~

23 Mar 2013 03:27

I try to sleep but my mind is full of you.
This means that my fingers touch,
and my girlie juices flow,
and my orgasm comes with your name.

22 Mar 2013 19:52

just this....

21 Mar 2013 11:41

because it is world poetry day i hope you will go check my poem on the blue site...

some days i am the poet and others i am the poet...

19 Mar 2013 19:21

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

18 Mar 2013 21:46

Con la tua fronte sulla mia fronte,
con la tua bocca sulla mia bocca,
legati i nostri corpi,
all’amore che brucia,
lascia che il vento passi
senza che possa portarmi via.

Pablo Neruda

in english....

With your forehead on my forehead,
with your lips on my lips,
linked to our bodies,
love that burns,
let the wind steps
without a possibility to take away.

17 Mar 2013 19:53

“I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.

Sense your scent when I come
into a room you've just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.

I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
― Rumi

14 Mar 2013 22:09

I strip myself naked in the cool night air
While magic dances over my skin.
The waxing crescent of the moon
Shines like an offering bowl
Waiting for me to fill it with my desire
And my love for you.
Come touch me gently.
My skin is soft
And the aroma is sweet.
Let me give myself to you

13 Mar 2013 03:45

my eyes close.
my voice cries out
for more of you.
your fingers sliding into my wetness
take my breath, and
speed my heart.
come drink me.
i am very sweet.

12 Mar 2013 12:20

How real are we?
My heart imagines the air you occupy,
The way you breathe,
Your heart beating steadily as you talk to me,
That laugh of yours.
Sweet moments of together flow
As I long for that one moment
When your finger brushes
The corner of my mouth
And you smile.

10 Mar 2013 12:10

I pluck and drop the petals
One by one.
He loves me not.
He loves me not.
He loves me not.
This is not about fortunetelling.
It is to remind myself
So i do not dream.

08 Mar 2013 17:28

05 Mar 2013 18:07

"I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you." ~ Frida Kahlo in The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait

01 Mar 2013 20:48

"and forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair." ~ kahil gibran

26 Feb 2013 19:41

"no great art has ever been made without the artist having known danger." ~ rainer marie rilke