Submissions by Styxian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't take for granted that Cupid's arrow is a goddamn arrow...
Six Olives
Let's not waste our time
with the back and forth
of sober discussions
That routine of sand
grinding itself
against all of the exactness
Funneling itself
down to the million idles
Settling at the bottom
of sameness
An hourglass is just a subway
traveling to wasted time
No, drink, until you're foolish
so that your words stumble
between safe and carefree
Even throw them, at the wall
and I will gather them all
I will cup them in my hands
and spread them out
on the bed
...
with the back and forth
of sober discussions
That routine of sand
grinding itself
against all of the exactness
Funneling itself
down to the million idles
Settling at the bottom
of sameness
An hourglass is just a subway
traveling to wasted time
No, drink, until you're foolish
so that your words stumble
between safe and carefree
Even throw them, at the wall
and I will gather them all
I will cup them in my hands
and spread them out
on the bed
...
#lover
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Warm
Sunlight fades, as we begin
open arms, to let you in
Eyes alight, in flames of blue
my kiss to say, I want you
Moonlight glows upon your face
your lips to mine, as we embrace
Falling now, to a bed in white
take me in and be my night
Such passionate hunger, we feed
upon each other's inner need
To feel the power within our hearts
of this is love and this is ours
I touch your heart, to kiss your soul
I give you me, I give it all
Caressing your hair, I smell your skin
Knowing this will never end
...
open arms, to let you in
Eyes alight, in flames of blue
my kiss to say, I want you
Moonlight glows upon your face
your lips to mine, as we embrace
Falling now, to a bed in white
take me in and be my night
Such passionate hunger, we feed
upon each other's inner need
To feel the power within our hearts
of this is love and this is ours
I touch your heart, to kiss your soul
I give you me, I give it all
Caressing your hair, I smell your skin
Knowing this will never end
...
#happiness
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Cocoon
From a deep cocoon, protrudes
the wet beginning of a butterfly
But a nub at first,
as curious as I
I coax it to come
I whisper close
my lips brush the fine hairs
moistening it, as it
offers moisture back
-Kisses me back
all natural, how
It's wings swell, between my lips
It wants to soar
yet pinned by my tongue
Fluttering, it glistens
over its own softness
Seeking to explore
our pruned gardens
I fall back, grasping tight
Butterfly comes forth
pouring over my...
the wet beginning of a butterfly
But a nub at first,
as curious as I
I coax it to come
I whisper close
my lips brush the fine hairs
moistening it, as it
offers moisture back
-Kisses me back
all natural, how
It's wings swell, between my lips
It wants to soar
yet pinned by my tongue
Fluttering, it glistens
over its own softness
Seeking to explore
our pruned gardens
I fall back, grasping tight
Butterfly comes forth
pouring over my...
#erotic
542 reads
10 Comments
All Dreams
I read your letter by candlelight,
your promises are golden.
I shall not sleep much between
now and the moment
when your words become yellow ribbons,
cut at the ceremony
of reacquaintance.
Tonight, when sleep does overcome
my stubborn conscience,
dreams will be absent.
I've not one, for all fell away
through my open hand,
silent like paper songs
over the side of the bed.
Dreams were let go
to fill my heart of hope
that I carry when I'm conscious.
It weighs me less
though so much in it.
I...
your promises are golden.
I shall not sleep much between
now and the moment
when your words become yellow ribbons,
cut at the ceremony
of reacquaintance.
Tonight, when sleep does overcome
my stubborn conscience,
dreams will be absent.
I've not one, for all fell away
through my open hand,
silent like paper songs
over the side of the bed.
Dreams were let go
to fill my heart of hope
that I carry when I'm conscious.
It weighs me less
though so much in it.
I...
#happiness
#love
#hope
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