Lips

Bleeding lips hold a secret
Crimson droplets wanting to scream
But stained ivory muffles their pleas
Assuring everything is fine

Kiss me.

A kiss that changes your perception.
It caresses more than your lips,
More than your neck.
Your mind goes blank
And you close your eyes.
Holding onto the kiss
You know will end.
For in the moment
You feel ecstasy.
It’s not about your lives,
Your problems,
Your history.
It’s about euphoric bliss.

Suburbia.

Electric wires connect the minds from home to home.
Secrets retreat into the shadows,
Standing among the nooks and hiding places.
They watch from a corner,
waiting to be discovered.

The whispers fade into false laughter.
A smile is not real here.

Writings.

So I don't write very often, but I'm going to start writing more.
This is going to be my outlet and where I'll post most of it.
I'm doing this for myself, but if you enjoy it please let me know.
If you have advice for me, please let me know.
I want to grow in my writing and you can't do that by not getting any feedback.