LaylaJune 19 Jun 2015 Exposure It's not like it's a bad thing . . . I am seen As I’m at workMy office door is closedMy office window shades are drawnBut someone watching knows Every single move I makeJust like in the songHas me always on displayAnd showing myself off I sense I’m viewedAs I get dressedAlone and in my houseDeciding what to wear that dayAnd ironing my blouse The thrill of peering eyes on meSliding stockings onPutting on my lipstickFastening my bra Or just observedAs I recli...
LaylaJune 17 Jun 2015 Your Heat Warm me . . . Come and love me in the coldAnd give to me your heatThe warmth that rises from your chestAs I expose it underneath Every button of your shirtOpen more and moreCaressing me in gentle wavesYet piercing deep into my core An aching sweet reminderOf just how real you areThe scent of your alivenessThe pulsing of your heart The halo of your body's heatBecoming as a shieldTo ward against the chilly airAs more skin is revealed I c...
LaylaJune 13 Jun 2015 Rope So good with his hands . . . I love the way you handle ropeSo capable and sureLoop and pull and back and throughTightening some more The blueness of your eyes on mineNever break their gazeAs your hands stroke and knot the knotsYou’ve tied a hundred ways Woven smooth, its weighty heftPresses on my wrists Restraint building as I lieAnd give those little twists Just to see what I can’t doThe thrill of being boundAnd having you do what you willAs rope i...
LaylaJune 11 Jun 2015 The Vampire The vampire tried to bite me, in a dream I had once Instead, he bit my fingerI woke up with my heart pounding My finger hurt The vampire was someone I adored He glided through my days like a slim, dark silhouette He was always quiet – quiet, I thoughtBecause he was elegant and reserved But quiet he was, because he had no soul I tried to kiss the vampire one night We were standing outside in damp and cold airMist swi...
LaylaJune 9 Jun 2015 Breath Stretched out on my stomachFace down on the bedYour warm lips start to hover lowInching up my legs Sensation that I can’t describeNo touch, but so intenseMy insides turn and twist like twineRelease, then twist again With feather breaths you reach my spineThe valley where it dipsThen slowly curve along its lineAs warmth floods through my hips My skin comes desperately aliveA part, apart, awareA non-touch tracing only hereF...
LaylaJune 7 Jun 2015 A Walk A Walk on the Beach "Take a walk with me," I sayHolding out my handYour fingers touch and mesh with mineWe head out on the sand Where the water meets the shoreIts grains so cooly packedLeaving pointed footprintsTrailing from our backs You look at me expectantlyAs if I need to talkI see the worry in your faceBelieving something’s wrong Now I start to wonderHow to calm your fearsErase the Ugly Spectre Uninvited hereFollowing in our footstepsT...
LaylaJune 4 Jun 2015 May I? May I sit here by your sideAnd just watch you be? May I linger for a whileEnjoying you with me? May I see you make that smileThat you used to do? The one where you look sillyThat we named after you? May I breathe the air you breatheAs we share vintage wine?And may you tell the joke you lovedThat you told all the time? May you let the game blare onWith decibels galoreThat I’m sure the Martians cheerWhen the Bruins score?...
LaylaJune 30 May 2015 Silence Speaks Written on behalf of someone I see suffering . . . Tell me, what did I do wrong?Explain it all to meFill in details so I knowHow I made you leave I will sit and listenConsider all you say And ardently assure youThis is not the wayI thought that we were headedWas it something that I said?Just tell me and I promise youThat it will be unsaid Or was it something that I did?Then it will be undidI want to be the way we wereBefore the wedge went in Did you think I mocked you?Or...
LaylaJune 29 May 2015 Sculpture A work of art . . . Sweet curved cheekPointed chinLashes lowerSatin skinLashes raiseLips form a smileGraceful gestureSparkling eyes Fine arched browsEngaging poseLanguid curlsClassic noseMellow voiceEnchanting laughCamouflage the Horned Asp Medusa raging in her soulHer gaze transforms victims to stoneWhen she decides to have her wayShe petrifies her chosen prey A glance wherein her baleful eyeNo spell exists to rectifyNo way to shield unwitt...
LaylaJune 19 May 2015 Song Sometimes a song can take your breath away WordsNotes follow You My heartTorn wide You StillNo breath You Chill Inside You BlushOf heat You Heat Does rise You Gasp Of wonder You Sweet Surprise You TurnsTo knowledge You Then believing You.
LaylaJune 17 May 2015 Steam Touching in the steam Fingertip to misted chestSliding over skinTwo smooth sweepsAround your heartEncase the heart withinThe wetness clingsUpon your lipsOur lips meet in a kissYou place my fingersTo your throatTo feel the pulse within Beads of silver fill your hairAnd at the lightest touchThey turn to droplets running intoTiny rivuletsStreaming down your shoulderThe grandeur of that curveIts surface sweetly salty So beautiful, I hurt.
LaylaJune 10 May 2015 Again I needed you;Where were you?You promised me, you know -I needed you;Where were you?And then you didn’t show -I needed you;Where were you?It happened once again -I needed you;Where were you?You lost track of time with friends -I needed you;Where were you?I’ve had it up to here -I needed you;Where were you?Have I made that clear?I needed you;Where were you?I am done with this -I needed you;Where were you?Don’t give me a kis...
LaylaJune 8 May 2015 Player The play's the thing . . . You’re so good at what you doThey just fall in love with youAll your words are so sincereEverything they want to hearYou read them like you would a scriptYou melt hearts by kissing lipsLoving tender ardent phrasesWarm sweet deep meaningful gazesYou draw them inYou lead them onThey want to be your only oneIt’s just a gameA bedpost notchYou reel them inThey’re hooked; they’re caughtAnd if you get what you deserve?Will that...
LaylaJune 7 May 2015 Letter Burned before reading I hold in my handsA letter from you -Words on paperNot read -Heard -Hearing, hearingNeeding quiet -I fold by halfAnd yet by half again -Your words piling upon themselvesTumbling -Sliding together -Tighter -Folding and folding -Pressing away from me -Meaning lessHearing lessCurves and lines of words foldLines fold into curves fold into lines fold into curvesAnd at lastFold into quiet.