Dream to Come

My muse
My seduction
My misbeaten heart.
Your liquid eyes
Fill me to the brim
Tugging at my heart.
Misconception
Misunderstood
You trigger thoughts
and words
Twisting my tongue
Into lovely tales.
There is no right
There is no wrong
There is just you and I
A dream to come.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
July 12/18
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Summer Moon

Glances

meeting across the room

Smile

flitting across my lips

Head tilt

hair falling forward

a veil I hide behind.

You turn

your profile

bathed in golden sunlight

a shadow

burned into my retinas

eyes closed

I see you still.

A summer dalliance

of laughter

of lust

of desire

never meant to last

passed the final summer moon.

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Fiery Necessity

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Did you think that I would ascertain?
That I might acquiesce?
My love
it will not subside
I cannot pretend it is not real.
I reach for you
stroke your mind
call to you
make you feel
as I kneel
before you.
Supplication.
Naked
breast bared
heave with shuddered gasps
you fill my senses
my body
as I give to you
release
relentless
romance and pain.
We fall
lust and desire
all consuming
all eating
bodies twisting
becoming one
within the darkness of midnight.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
May 19/18

Submission

Like a beast prowling in the night

eyes glittering with light

I run and race

trying to keep pace

so as to not loose my heart.

You circle around

nosing in the darkness

finding my scent and able to follow.

No matter where I hide

no matter how I camouflage 

myself in the garden.

Our scents arise 

battling with the night air

lust and desire

a need that craves to be fulfilled.

You ghost up behind me

silently padding on wolfen feet

pouncing as though I were prey

my submission 

your dominance 

as you mark me as yours.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

 Nov. 28/17.

Careless

I always whisper
‘wait a day’
before I send the message
for I lack patience.

Wait and see if you will answer
maybe text me first?
In this day of instant gratification
I only want you
to respond to me.

We spoke the code
this new generation
of not dropping
into feels.

Do not look to me for love
do not look to me at all
for really this need I have
it requires only a boy to sate the craving.

Yet sit here I do,
checking each text
hoping that it will be you.

Nope, that one rings false,
‘hey baby how you doin’?
Wanna get laid tonight?’
The only way I can get you to respond.

Wrapped in your arms
salt upon my lips
I lack the ability to be careless.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen
November 18/17

Babe

You tease me and you taunt me, you call me babe

you know that it makes me melt.

I adore your desire for me, your lust

because I share the same.

Wrapped in your arms, pressed against the wall

desire, it floods my body, and I cannot even compare,

I cannot even decipher, all I know is how I need you

how I lust for you, day after day.

Whisper my name, tame my heart, my desire

you know how to make me crawl and beg

I want to be wrapped in your comfort

to know that you really do care.

Tell me I am not a booty call

even if I am……

Allow me the fantasy…..the belief that I am special

wrap me in your arms,

love me in our own fashion,

please don’t make me crawl.

I knew you were trouble….

I should have know, when you walked in the door

that tonight was going to be different.

You gathered me in your arms and held me so tight

whispering in my ear.

‘Baby I am sorry, it was out of my control’

I know that within the logic of my brain

but with the need comes desire and it must be fed.

I loose myself in your warm embrace, feeling safe and secure

you lips meet mine, possessing, devouring

Taking what is yours.

I should have known when we first did meet

that you were going to be trouble

But I set that aside and gave myself over,

to the feelings and the desires.

I writhed beneath your hands, your body

for you consumed me with your heat

and right than and there, I knew you were going to be trouble

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

March 16/17