Prove It To Me In The Nude……..

Heart beats quickly.
I can’t breathe.
This heady sensation.
No don’t stop,
keep going.
If all I can have is pleasure,
Then let me treasure.

Laying on this bed,
feels like paradise.
My heart feels compromised;
Yet I roll the dice.

You lean over my body.
You whisper in my ear,
You tell me things a woman should hear.

Feeling open,
Exposed,
Where is the fire coming from?
This internal steam.
You make me cream.
You scare me because you make me dream.

Dream about more than the average,
To reach for something above and beyond.

Because of your hands,
You have me doing things I don’t understand.
You make me second guess what I thought I knew.
How could I never had a clue?

You hold my body as a person should.
You tell me to trust,
You tell me it’s a must.
I’m trying, but it’s hard.

I tell you but you kiss me,
Hold me,
Shake your head and tell me that you can keep me safe and warm.
I shake my head and disagree.
I tell you,
It’s so hard to give something you fear being broken.
Used,
Overlooked.

You caress my face,
And tell me of a place we will go.
You tell me to close my eyes,
And you will make all the worry subside.

Seen, scream, beam.
You know the theme.

I take a sip from the flask,
and take off the mask.

-N

When I Can’t Anymore……

Something’s wrong.
I don’t know what to say.
I don’t know which way,
to go.
I feel stuck.
I wish I could put into words how I feel.
It’s really making me ill.
I feel bitter,
but something more.
I feel tired,
But there’s gotta be another word.
I feel beat up.
The world’s got it’s licks,
that’s for sure.
I can’t even rhyme.
I feel like i’m out of time.

I need to be alone.
I need to go somewhere and lick my wounds.
I need to go where I can find comfort.
I need a fort.
I need to not feel emotionally drained when I first wake up.
Can you help me?
You see, my mind won’t let me be.

-N

A Drunkards Prose…..

On this auspicious day,
I have a few words to say.
I’m tired of keeping them at bay.
I’ve kept track of others,
Tried not to smother.
Other,
Brother,
You have no idea.
(Sip)
What I knew,
What I know,
What I will know,
I hope to sow.
I hope to educate,
To instill,
To-
What?
Am I even making sense?
Have I tried to become another great leader?
Gandhi perhaps?
Oh, I’ve definitely snapped.
(Sip)
It must be this brew,
This gin,
This elixir,
This brew that frees the tongue.
I digress,
Man I feel stressed.
(Sip)
I wanna dance,
Does that make sense?
I want to move my legs.
Lately they feel like pegs.
Good looking,
Shapely pegs,
But pegs none the less.
(Sip)
Wait, who has pegs?
Is Captain Sparrow here?
My conscience is clear.
For once it’s not working overtime in 5th gear!
Who shall I think for this impossible feat?
Did You perhaps cheat?
(Sip)
I want meat,
but not any kind of meat.
I want….

Take Me To Church…….

I feel…

New
Unglued,
Unfettered
different.
What is this you have me on?
I hope you understand.
Bland, brand, canned,gland.
Now that’s a word.
Gland.
The gland that lies within the mouth.
The part that helps with the pleasure.
Oh please measure,
don’t let this feeling fester.
I don’t want a tester.
I want it all,
I want it now,
I want to know,
I don’t want what I had before.

-N

Put A Smile On My Face………..

“I just want you to come over….” -C.B.

You know how I feel.
You know what’s real.
Ill, will, seal,
You know the deal.
I’m dizzy,
from being on the continuous wheel.
My hearts open,
I hope you steal.
beg, borrow, anything.
Boy, you make me squeal.
You are it.
You are the ideal,
The thing I reach for,
The thing I’m trying to grab.
The one I nag,
grab,
snag,
anything to keep from calling and stabbing the phone for a cab.
I’m stuck.
I wanna go,
flee, leave.
My skin is tingling,
ready and waiting for your’s and mine skin to mingle.
Please don’t leave me single.
I’m insane.
My friends tell me to use my brain,
They say, “Nicole don’t strain.”
But I complain.
I need you like the earth needs rain.
I toss and turn but it’s all in vain,
Feeling drained.
Please, help me abstain.
But there you are standing,
holding that wretched glass of champagne.

-N