A KISS IN YOUR SLEEP

My demons are here again
I'm cursed to watch you sleep
Depths of your slumber
Brings me wallow in stares
Thy long lithe frame
Wont for wrappers
Of my bossom's cusps of warmth
The calm of your face
Tells of the air of peace
As I crave a kiss in your sleep

MY FIRST

I had him between my legs

It was my first, and it ached

I laid helpless in throbbing pains

At his mercy while he raged

Gruesome and terrifying, relief was afar

We tussled and he seemed the winner

If he could, my bowels in shreds

Then he came with a loud thud

And yelled his first in this sinful world.

Seeking Creativity

Some days back, I was trying to add some creativity to my writing... I just wanted to sound good, you know, something that people could buy, when it finally goes to the market.
Then of course, I started musing and finally came up with one little piece of shit. But, I must confess, it just got stuck, the moment I finished this part.
And thank God, it did. Or else, my morals could have been something different now. Anyway, brace yourself and read this piece, without jostling out of yourself in to a world of...