Wild Things

WordPress Daily Prompt – Tame

Bring out my wild side,
Pull her back and hold her still.
I promise you baby,
She’ll fight the whole way out.
Pin her down and whisper in her ear,
It’s always fun when you try
Taming wild things.
Grip her waist and sit her down,
Tell her she’s been bad today,
That little wild thing doesn’t care.
Touch her soul,
Try to bring her peace.
I know what you’ll find.
Those wild things are meant to be.

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Take Me Deeper Dear

WordPress Daily Prompt – Superficial

Take me deeper dear,
Past the small talk.
Past the “how are you”
To the “why are you”?
Ask me why we’re here,
What’s the meaning
Of all this again?
Tell me of life and love and music
That pulses through your veins.
Talk about the universe and the stars,
About how small we truly are.
Tell me about that glimmer in your eye,
The magic in your soul.
Tell me about the mountains and the oceans,
About the snow on Christmas.
Gift me your memories,
The good and the bad,
Even the awkward and sad.
Take me deeper dear.


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Stir My Soul

WordPress Daily Prompt – Focused

I’ve been sitting here,
Focusing, focusing,
But the rapping of the clock
Reminds me of the way you knock
When you lean on my door while
Stirring my soul with your chains.
A thick boiling concoction of self loathing
Heaving this way and that with an evil all its own
Threatening to tear holes straight through
Letting all the light bleed out.
You give it a siren song,
A melody so sweet,
I can’t help but feel at peace.


Meanwhile over on the collaboration blog … my blog is now up!

The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch

Write for Yourself by Nitesh

Why Write? by Grabbety

It Comes with the Territory by Kelley

We’ll have more from more amazing collaborators soon!

 

Set My Soul on Fire

WordPress Daily Prompt – Lust

Sometimes I find myself imprisoned in my mind.

Nothing frees me faster than a musical release.

I crave it, lust after it.

Every moment builds to it.

When I can finally plug in my headphones,

Or flip on the radio in my car.

Sometimes it’s the soaring guitars of Hendrix,

Or the rough melodies of Morrison.

Sometimes there’s no words at all,

Only melodies and harmonies,

Instruments layered, one on the other.

I let it take me over,

Invoking waves of emotion,

Sparking bouts of inspiration.

To the music I can find strength,

I can find that release,

To satisfy that lust

And set my soul on fire.

The Kiss

First line generated at: First Line Generator

The kiss reminded him of chemistry lessons in school, when if the right two elements were put together, they’d explode.

He had failed chemistry but he couldn’t deny the cliche fireworks sparked by her soft lips. The taste of sweet wine and spicy curry lingered on her tongue. He longed to taste more but no matter how close he pulled her it simply wasn’t close enough. She gripped the collar of his faded jacket, begging him not to let go. Her slight curls gripped his fingers as he slid his hand through her hair. Every inch of him ached to remain locked in this moment with her body against his.

The world continued moving around them but they remained unaware. In each other’s arms they fell into a state of suspend.

But even soulmates only come together to come apart. Soon the moment ended, her sweet lips pulled away and the world began to creep back in. As much as he wished to be lost in her eyes forever he knew his bus was rumbling to a stop. Much like she knew the clock was chiming and she needed to continue on her way.

As her figure turned quickly and faded into the crowd he realized he never asked for her name.


A little morning writing to start Friday