Sick and twisted me

Lost in deviant sin

The sweet taste of salt

The tangy scent of honey

Sweat and skin,

Water and earth.

Sick and deviant me

Lost in twisted delight

The slap of moving flesh

The growl of anguished ecstasy

Gasp and breathe

Air and fire.

Languid soul v. roaring heart

Eloquent sigh v. sordid mouth

Oh yes, please,

Deviant and twisted me.

~

Sweet and delicate me

Masked and yet laid bare

The innocence of an angel

The shy modesty of low self esteem

Lost and found

Heart and longing.

Delicate and hidden me

Held in sweet embrace

The shielded smile behind a hand

The blush of warming blood

Here and there

Soul and life.

Aching spirit v. contented life

Sharpened tongue v. steady smile.

Oh yes, please,

Hidden and sweetest me.

~

Peace

Peace in me, in twisted me

In innocent and hidden me

Peace and love and longing

In me

To be or not

In me.

Passion

Passion in me, in delicate me

In sick and sweetest me

Passion and soul and aching

In me

Or not to be

In me

Loss

Loss in me, in modest me

In deviant and blushing me

Loss in all that I am

In me

For me just to be

…

Whole.