Angel the black cat

Sensuously the lithe black cat slinks sleekly across the wire ...

Monday, June 1, 2009

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Breaking heart ....

A breaking heart cries for the love we used to share,

A broken heart knows there is no need for tears any more ....

Angel, March 2010

Not there ...

Looks like it's raining
the windows steamed up,
the kettle boils but I don't care,
going through the motions,
that aren't really there.

The wind blusters
spattering drops of water
against the window glass,
but still I stand and stare.
And still you are not there.

Olive

Am happy as can be
cos he loves me.
Falling in love
like the beautiful dove,
that found the prize of
the Olive tree.

My heart sings
with the pleasure he brings,
to my life as it is,
I'll always be his
and when he asks,
his wife I will be.

You ...

The words that slipped from your tongue caressed my ears like silk.
Your fingertips touched my soul.
The words that you wrote danced to delight my eyes.
The connection we made had my body soaring.
The breath from your lips tingled on my bare skin.
Exciting my senses, losing my mind.
Where are you?

A touch like honey.
Your mouth so soft, fingers firm.
Reaching new heights with you.
Burning fire within my heart.
Who are you?

You are my one true love, here within me.

Once you were there ...

Well here I am alone in the night,
Lost.
Everyone sleeps but me.
Silent tears that he will not see.
For he is taken by another.
Now he is feeling the joy I have given up to the world.
It was never really mine,
but it still hurts, terribly.
That he has taken the
unfulifilled promise away, and
left me with the dregs of a fantasy.
That will never see the light of reality.
My heart breaks and
the invisible pain wracks my body.
With the stifled stabs of devastated dreams,
what was once my future is now my past.

Why Me !

Heat tingling on my skin,
I lie waiting for you to begin
Legs open wide
I feel your hand glide
You'll get the results next week you say
Oh I hate appointments with gynaecology ....

Black cat

Oil painting

The End

His skin was firm, ebony dark with silky sweat.
She had no regret,
when she compared her softness, next to him.
Strength enfolded her and breathing deeply,
inhaling her scent aroused his senses once more.
He didn't ask. He took. He gave.
They both desired and received what they sought.
The end became the start.
His skin dampened once more.
Her body no more aching, filled with sweet dew.

Kiss

That longed for kiss
I wanted from him
don't let me miss
for the sake of my heart
I don't want it to die

If this is love
then give me some more
is it like this
I never felt it before
for this I could live forever.

Vampire Cat

Glistening fangs and gleaming claws,
Teeth that pierce and jaws like saws,
Its blood red eyes that pierce the moon,
My fate is awaiting it will be here soon.

written by Aharris at Sff world

Gothic love

Black cats, symbolic of gothic arts

The cat is nature's Beauty.
- French proverb

Senses

Touching my senses I couldn't control
the shiver of delight that caressed the whole
of my being inside.

“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.”

Edgar Allan Poe

Light and Love

It was your light, that shone and I flew to it.
You didn't disappoint,
you were all that you promised to be.
Holding my hand, and drawing me forth.
To an uncertain future we will travel,
remaining steadfast in obtaining our dreams.

Loving in his ways,there's no doubt he cares for me.
Respect for our lives, friends that are one,
in understanding, wanting the best for the other.

Light and love, happiness and joy,
you give me overflowing.
Only you, my friend,
my love is yours, for eternity.

Can miles truly separate you from friends ...
If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

Richard Bach

The girl with the red-gold hair

''Have you ever heard a woman scream? Really scream, I mean; not the little moan of pain or half-hearted squeal of fear that most women can produce on occasion. No, I am thinking of the full-throated, uninhibited vocalizing of agony or terror that stops up the listener's blood and cuts across the brain like knives.''

June Thomson
London Management
Taken from The Mammoth book of Great Detective Stories
1988

My Heart

He said he wanted to
look into my eyes,
while we make love,
and from above
I hear the birds sing

Though it could be my heart
crying at the start,
of the nightmare
I've had each day,
since he left me.

Why ?

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The heat tingles, burns me,
and I face the fact
I should hold my emotions in check.
I feel I am wracked
with the sense of regret
that we two have never met.

Would we enjoy each others company
would we agree to disagree,
and revel in life without any strife.
Is this just a fantasythat dies before it starts
or a lifelong search thats ended at last.

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... ''She sat and admired the view, the one with sandy curly hair with only a hint of grey, that was ! He turned her on, what was the trendy terminology, she couldnt remember, her stomach was all in knots ... this was like being with her first lover ... tongue-tied and shy ... feeling sick and nervous ... she still loved to look at him'' ...

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