The Birth

Push, push, push the pain is not great,

hours have passed and the baby is late

 

Push push push the gas and air makes me high,

I cannot wait for the babies cry

Now more hours have passed and the baby is late 

Push push push, on each contraction, although labour is long I feel my babies reaction

Push push push the fatigue sets in,

energy is sapped as the  baby still lurks in my depths within

Push push push, I dig deep in my heart,

here comes the head it appears from the dark 

Push push push for the final time,

emotion is released for this is her time . 

Her head does escape and I push once more, 

I forget the pain and the imminent sore 

She slips from my body in one big release and I now know I have conquered, such an amazing feat. 

As the baby is passed to my welcoming breast I am overcome and at the end of my quest.

Tears seep out as life is created,

such love I feel I am so elated. 

Now together as one and bound by love I have my angel, my gift from above. 

LOVERS PARTED

Extreme desire consumes me

It scratches at my heart

I die within a thousand times

We cannot be apart

My mind sends me a mirage 

The trick i do but see 

I reach out to hold you closely

But you evaporate in front of me. 

Time does not reduce my hunger

I lust for you  in sleep

I need to bridge this distance soon

and enter you so deep

I will take and surrender always

For pleasuring  is  my goal

And when you reach your climax

I’ll submit to you my whole

I’ll break your body into raptures

Youll drip from every pore

And as you take what you deserve

You’ll demand  I serve you more

 

Every Day

Everyday and every hour

Beats my heart when you are there

Your eyes are filled with sparkle

 at my heart strings you do tear

You have no jagged edges but you keep me on my toes

And when I see you pretty smile I sink but to my knees 

You are my goddess you are my muse I submit to your command

You are worth the world to me 

I am putty in your hands

I wait each day for the sun to set 

So I can succumb and meet my fate. 

For you will take my passion and 

make me beg and wait

Your worth a million sufferings 

Your scratches mark me so 

 But  I will always love you 

 I’m the arrow to your bow. 

The Goddess Takes Pleasure

She’ll scratch your face for pleasure

She’ll make you bleed with pain 

She’ll laugh when you are hurting she’ll take you again and again

When she knows that you are fearful

She’ll pounce and tear you apart

And though she loves the hunting

She’ll kill as she throws her dart

She is hotter than burning ice

Mean and cold within 

But her stare will make you shiver

And make you do her thing 

She’ll make you kneel before her

She’ll make you taste her lust

And when she takes her pleasure

She’ll discard you like a crust

Born to be a leader

Intelligent to tbe core

She will never be your plaything 

She’ll never be your whore

When she has broken you into pieces

And taken all she needs

She’ll give you time to heal 

But will return again to feed

You will never escape her passion

For no one else can meet 

The pleasure she will give you 

As you worship at her feet

She’ll stoke your head and heal your wounds 

But her care for you is fake

For this is just a ritual 

As she thinks how she will take

When she looks into your eyes and says I love you so 

You know your days are numbered

For now it’s time to go.

Failed Expression

I’m a dick I’m a tool

I keep trying hard, playing the fool

I fail when i express myself

maybe that’s why I’m on the shelf ?

When I set my heart alight, I convince my self my goal is right 

But I can’t change the winds of time

And all I got left are my words of rhyme

I hurt my self with longing

Its visible for you to see

I can’t hide my inner feelings,

I fail so miserably.

So please forgive my failings

And look into my eyes 

For deep within the blueness

I’m sure that you will see

my hope and expectations 

For you my friend and me.

Love Cracks

I can read your heart and the cracks I will mend with love  

Anarchy with Strawberry

Crazy days with insane actions

No doing life in small boring fractions 

Anarchy thrills, but conformity 

Kills. 

Rules are meant to be broken,

Words are meant to be spoken

I don’t want yes and no ,

I want passion and lust

So safe,so bland , so right 

I want to taste strawberry

So juicy, so fruity, so insane 

I don’t want vanilla again and again

Echo the sound of passion

Rise to the sun with zest 

But never shall I be satisfied 

Until my last breath, I’ll not rest

So seek the best flavours in life

And taste only what tastes sweet

For anything less will not satisfy 

But delay your longing for good.

James Larkhill