Submissions by liddell

The wind, the wind brushing past me,
are you sad or happy
are you talking to me,
what is it you want,
with howling sound,
is it me you want to pull out of the ground,
The wind, the wind brushing past me,
sending shivers down,
I long to be free,
The wind the wind listen to me,
I am your friend,
its me
The Tree!

Our first night
so cold and so scared
what will it be like
will I die
faster,faster
my heart pounding with love
hungry for kissing
touching
head burning for wanting
rushing and pulling
slow down,slow down
my heart was pounding
we could not stop
bedroom rushing
like wild animals ripping
we fell naked on the bed
heavy breathing
slowly,slowly
kissing,touching
with the last cry of passion
I remember it well.