Deanna L. Raymond: My Heart is a choir of FUCK YES

Over the edge Hannging onto control By a thread Dangling over that sweet Dark chasm Release With a snarly animal grin Back arched and falling And my heart is a choir of 'Fuck yes' Hammering in time With yours. -DR https://www.facebook.com/DarkerRooms-1854246928205970/ #TheGingerPost #100DayPrompt #TGP100DayChallenge

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Anne Arkee: Everytime I am forgiven.

Boundary pusher, chaos rider With eyes opened wider Hellfire in my bones

Susan M. Conway: Everytime I am Forgiven

Everytime I am forgiven Connections form, every time I am forgiven. Moreover, every time I forgive myself, the fissures in my heart suckle themselves back together; closed wounds, and an open, open heart, instead of the other way around now. Moreover, every time I forgive myself, the fissures in my heart suckle themselves back together;… Continue reading Susan M. Conway: Everytime I am Forgiven

Anne Arkee: My Body Is Alarm

His touch is my only release; he is gasoline and my body is a fire alarm  I should heed the warning my head is screaming  Yet, I succumb to his kiss, his eyes, his body again. 

Deanna Raymond: My Body Is A Fire Alarm

My lips, my darkness Are suddenly alight Under the onslaught  Of your hungry mouth

Alexandra Ricaud: I’m sorry that I left you back there.

My sweet honey love, I’m sorry that I left you back there; but in truth you left me too.

Susan M. Conway: My memory is in love with you.

You still walk this earth, and I still bleed for you, mourn and wail for you, seeking you in every lover I have taken since.