Kiss at sight

Strings clamped to the clouds above my head,
Attached to the corners of my psyche,
I’m viciously infatuated with your body scent,
I’m craving to cuddle on your lap
Like a stray, needy baby elephant;

You’ve got all your pieces at right places,
Emerging in an enigmatic prophecy,
It’s a pull I cannot avoid dragging into,
Going away from you is a hundred G-force;

Crushing my strength on atomic level,
You rush in my veins like smoldering magma,
I’m as helpless as a trapped rabbit,
My thoughts – stung by the air you exhale –
Exposing, escalating my dark secrets;

I need you like I need sharp-cuts in my throat.
You already cause me bleed inside.
It’s not a warning, but a promise.
Next time you trespass on my dreams,
You’ll be kissed at sight.

Spare me,
Or embrace like you’re my death,
Love me,
Or I’m afraid I’ll kill myself,
Kiss me,
Damn, kiss me right now.

Written for Photo Challenge #104 at MindLoveMisery’sMenagery

pulled by clouds- Brooke Shaden
Brooke Shaden
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  1. In dreams you can not catch me…as you are floating in air
    you are not flying…so do not dare
    or I will do something …naughty…to scare

  2. This is a wholly interesting image and a wonderful exploration of it. I think you’ve captured the intensity of desire, longing and lust – how it can be so sharp, razor-edged, and yet there is a slightly out of this world feeling – not quite a dream state … and not that “head in the clouds mindlessly happy ‘I’m in love’ feeling” …. it is rather, like a “soft” drug state ….

    Great job 🙂

  3. A really conflicted dream/nightmare. Love this stanza:
    I need you like I need sharp-cuts in my throat,
    You already cause me bleed inside,
    It’s not a warning, but a promise,
    Next time your trespass on my dreams,
    You’ll be kissed at sight.

  4. Powerful images and so many notions of determination, loved your take on the image…

  5. Well … I think this is really very intriguing … I may be mistaken but the image of the stray baby elephant made me think that you aren’t writing in an everyday New York cultural area.

  6. I always write my own piece before reading anyone else….

    Oh the passion of want, to need that which we often can not have while awake 😉

    I was just watching a cartoon with elephants with my grand-daughter the other day…
    🙂 though my first thought was the horrid commercial for a disease where breathing is like having an elephant sit on your chest. We all need and want for affection.

  7. this is an incredible piece. woah. i’m blown away…

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