Feed my Petals of Allure

Unwind the depths of my liquid heat of burn. A soul abandoned recently, I am at merge with the flow of a lane way that ever folds and turns. Memories a replay: a montage of love’s residual bleak. Jyr’s absent steps trample tirelessly across our lost love’s memory.

Silk tangled, air breathed, night uncloaked, my body raw and ready. The door swung … his harsh absence lingers in the abandonment.

Starved of oxygen, a repetitive loop, pounded by the heated steps of Jyr’s absence. Spice and essence did not re-attract … his decisiveness.

Our love scent lingers, notes a cacophony up high. Yet. like emigrating birds it's madly aflutter … away.

I am dizzily afloat with the grind of mist and the tingling, tweaking of blood’s flow. A frequency that separates me from the predicted gloom, as I choose to shift granules of dirt across the soaked, blood spent sky.

In Jyr’s absence, I strengthen, feeding my soul with the rose essence of time, awaiting a new love to dawn.

A solo stride, hips at shake and steps alight. A madness that drenches my bare, sun struck skin as I tread the scaffolds of night’s … desire.  My belly button raw and bearing the bravery of rhythm's scars.

Dancing and shaking, amidst gazes that fog, not one that lingers, or draws my soul's beats. Moves I cherish, furling within, although my bare body shakes under gaze.

I yearn for …

Many raw souls divine, night friends who also shake hips, entangling in my orb and lifting me high above my abandoned soul.

Night pierces, sweat and rhythm persists, unravelling the heat of new beats, to face the world afresh.

A euphoria on high, at swirl with the orange black depths of night. Snatching at stars that sparkle constantly ... down low with the heavy drop to ground’s void.

A long note of black, piercing the merry with its presence, cutting through staccato. It centres my focus on ... the spiralling journey of my past and present colliding.

Re-entering the streaked streets of dark woes, smearing themselves through the endless spirals of heartbreak. A scenic divide from lingers of allure that creep within my skin and tantalise my soul. I refuse to hibernate through the restlessness, to focus on Jyr, yet stare with firm direction.

Flesh and blood, my heart pounds alive. Sensual in the night air, shaking with company and absorbing the hypnotic connection … of a new, heated gaze.

Black hair, spiked and shiny, a sure frame that shifts easily in the breeze; at rhythm with my solo, piercing beat. Steps closer, our breaths heavy, my skin raw and tingling.

Feed my petals of allure to this heart that pauses and stares intensely, tantalising my being. Beneath this canopy, of black flailed hair and heart at rhythm, a twisting, yearning coil of smoke unwinds. A steam of attraction weighs and fuels my solo steps.

I am swiping away the bitter taste of the looped, trapped greys of city slick and the deep black pools of once rained tears.

Dark night is now awash with the smears of blue and silver blotches of my original concept. A city I dismantle …  to dispel the black seeds of love that cursed its vibe. Shedding the chips of cement and torn walls of euphoric … touch. Reverberating with the sheer stun of …

Geryn’s sensual caress is live wire and … magnetising. Our lips wildly pressed, bodies wound, sparking my soul ablaze.  Our hips in rhythm with our stirring … attraction.

Liquid heat bubbles, setting my body at flow: pressing, merging … at heat … in rhythm and hypnotised by Geryn's desirable orb.

The streets disappear, erased by the new, deep chemistry of … newfound desire.