body

he-hee! written randomly at 12:39 AM 13/07/02.

i want...and...

i want to touch you, i want to lick you, i want to make you moan.
i want you in my hands, where my fingers roam.
i want your hands on me. i want that sort of pain.
and then, all i want, is that, again and again.

i want your sweat, i want your tears, i really want your blood,
i want to hear you whisper "fuck," and me to scream "oh god!"
i want your sounds, your scent, i want you body heat.
and i want to watch you crubmle, and tremble at my feet.

i want your sholders, your wrists, your arms,
i want your lines and your charms.
i want the feel of skin of skin,
and i want to feel you slip in.

i want to kill you, you to kill me, i so need to die.
i want us to end life tougether, in ecstatic sigh.
i want the brething to slow down, silence in that bed,
and where two were making love, i want two to be dead.

i don't know how i made it into a death thing... can't i just write a damn plain sex poem, without it meandering off into blood and death and yadda yadda yadda?
besides, i don't like it. it's so mundane. but body is slowly usurping mischief as place to post such things, and who am i to argue?
incidentally, if you liked it, the First Eighteen and Second Eighteen are done, and i'd love to share. of course, Notepad is being a bitch, and i should move them over onto Word first... but they are done.

my trip is looking good. the agency is looking to see if JAT is flying london-belgrade, and if so, i'll be going toronto-london with Canadian, then to belgrade with JAT. if they are not doing that route, i'd most likley be transferiing in paris or something. BUT THE POINT IS, my trip is looking good, and i will most likley be leaving 17th/18th/19th. yay!