Grazing Hands

I’ve watched cows graze slowly across the land.

Hungry for every bite of fertilized blade they could get.

My father owned nine cows and a single bull.

What a lucky son of a bitch that bull was.

He’d never know the struggle of starting over in a night club and competing with other men where the ratio stood at two to one and odds were one wasn’t attractive enough to take home.

He’d never know the struggle of watching the only woman who’s held his attention for hours brush off man after man and turn down free drink after free drink.

I knew that struggle. I was currently living it.

And she was by far the sexiest woman I’d seen in a long time.

I’d been trying to read her for the past hour from my barstool in the corner. Trying hard to find my “in”.

I’ve memorized her drink, but decided against it after she’d turned down the 6th free drink in the past hour.

For two hours she sat alone in the middle of a night club and seemed to want nothing other than to be left alone.

I refused to except that. You’ll soon learn I can be a stubborn asshole when I really wanted something.

Tonight I wanted her.

I watched her next victim make his way over and cringed as his finger ran down the outside of her arm.

“Wrong move idiot.” I mumbled under my breath.

I watched her turn, prepared to watch another poor sap rejected only to see her smile up at him.

“No fucking way.” I cursed under my breath.

Okay so listen for a second.

I have this theory.

It was one I came up with right after college about single females in night clubs. Every one of them wanted something you just had to find your “in” and play your cards close to your chest. They were either there for free drinks, to dance, or to be fucked so hard they forgot about the man who had just broken their heart.

Sometimes all three.

I told you. I’m an asshole.

This would explain why after two fucking hours she, the woman of my fucking dreams would turn down countless drinks, but respond to a single touch from dumb ass.

She wasn’t here for the drinks.

A slow sultry beat filled the club and I took that as my cue. I made my way over just as dumb ass offered her a drink.

Her eyes caught mine as I approached and I knew I was as good as gold on my next move.

I held out my hand and spoke firm and deep.

“Let’s dance.”

There would be no misinterpretation. This was no question.

It was a demand.

I watched as she begin to hesitate and saw the rejection headed my way.

“Uh uh”.

I shook my head and grabbed her hand rejecting her upcoming rejection and pulled her to her feet.

Dumbass watched in silence as I pulled any opportunity he had away with a single kiss to the back of her hand.

I turned guiding her towards the dance floor. What I did next could make or break me. My next move was just as important as my first move.

At the center of the dance floor I pulled her close. We swayed to the beat of a song I’d never heard before. I held her gaze and let my fingertips graze her lower back. I watched her lips part slightly at her inhale.

Ladies and gentlemen I’d just found my in.

She was here because she needed to be fucked. She needed someone to make her forget.

My left hand slid up the back of her neck and I leaned in.

I let my breath find her neck and I twirled our bodies in a small circle, pulling her tight against my chest.

She gasped out as my five o’clock shadow replaced my breath.

I was playing with fire. This beautiful work of art was a ticking time bomb that would most definitely be exploding in my arms tonight.

To be continued…

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Caressing Keys

My head begins to spin
I squeeze my eyes shut
So many unfinished stories
The year has been rough

Write a poem, maybe two
That will hold them over
It’s not enough, I’m overdo
Time to pull back the covers

My palms rest on the keys
As my blood begins to pump
My fingers twitch awake
For so long they’ve been numb

Release.

-VSN

Sometimes

Are you cold?

Let my words flow through you

And heat up your soul

Till your heart thaws

From the pain

And beats with reminders

Of whom you are

Where you’ve been

What you crave

I’ll be your sin

Slow life down

Take it all in

Lose your frown

We’ve all been

Here

But rest my love

This too shall pass

Sometimes love fails

Sometimes love lasts

-VSN

Abstain

Pupils dilate as eyes meet

My body responds immediately

Nothing makes sense, concentration is broken

I hope to get over it eventually

 

I look for him at daybreak

In the middle of an empty lot

The beast within me rumbles to life

I soothe her until she stops

 

The irony is not lost on me

The timing sucks like hell

I stand finally free to roam

And he’s been locked in Jail

 

His brown eyes pierce from behind the bars

Everything else disappears

It’s just him and me on our personal mars

And this ringing in my ears

 

This need to feel his lips again

Will surely drive me insane

This handsome stranger’s touch I crave

 Is one I must refrain

 

-VSN

Screaming Silence

When the wind went silent

I wondered if you missed me

Then the sun hit my neck

And I remembered how you kissed me

Staying away will be hard

When I want you this bad

Hours went by

And I became sad

Our time has run out

This is where we end

Not at all the way I hoped

But the most magical place I’ve been

-VSN

Ivory Tower

Your hand shouldn’t be there

And neither should your mouth

They placed me in this ward

And told me to chill out

~

But they placed you here too

Left unsupervised with your evil ways

Casting spells upon my sanity

Delivering torture that last days

~

Pushing limits unheard of

Making commands at daylight

Now I itch to get to you

Just to starve at twilight

~

I scream I need more

And you soak in your power

Now my throat remains sore

And my thoughts can’t me scoured

-VSN

Cure me

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My mind owns a very
Wild imagination
It begs me to cure
Your oral fixation
Follow no rules
We have no plans
Just incredible lust
That drives us insane
The tensions pulled tight
 I stayed up
Late last night
Convincing myself
This was right
I’m addicted to you
 I can’t explain
The constant need to
Moan your name
So I arch at the thought
Craving satisfaction
That will never come
Without your distractions
-VSN

Strangers in a Hallway

Our eyes meet down the hallway

I’ve fucked him a thousand times in my head

Seconds away my body calls

With desire to have him in my bed

~

A sexy smirk makes my heart fall

And my legs go heavy as lead

For the stranger with the dark brown eyes

And the black hat on  top his head

~

Our eyes have spoken the million words

That our mouths have left unsaid

Sweaty hands and gasping breaths

Desperately begging to be fed

~

He slows his steps to drag this out

This once a day showdown

He’s daring me to break

And I never make a sound

~

I’m fucking him in my brain

And he hasn’t the slightest clue

The way his body responds

To all the naughty things I do

~

We’re just strangers in a hallway

Blind to our surroundings

We’d give anything for just one night

But reality has its boundaries

~

-VSN

Strings of Pleasure

I fell victim

To the Puppeteers demands

With the flick of his wrist

He watched me dance

 

I moaned out for more

Of his devilish games

Nearly fainting in lust

Almost shouting his name

 

A week of abstinence

Has made him vicious

Rougher

Harder

Faster

Delicious

 

His fight to hold on

An amazing treasure

His loss of control

Was simply my pleasure

 

-VSN

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