Best Passionhair Poems
Wings flutter
off in the distance
as I shuffle through these stones,
tasting the energy trapped in each,
scouring my lands
for my lost crystal,
that which can mend
what I’ve torn asunder.
In frustration
I abandon my quest,
deciding to find
my feathery deity,
the wind carries her scent to me
and I head Northeast,
diving through brush
and dodging trees
like only a Lycan may.
She must have picked up on my intentions
for I sense her
heading towards me
so I veer more northward,
there’s a place I know.
As I draw near
you can hear water
cascading off rocks,
when I arrive the moon is up,
clouds curled beneath it
as if it were a white pearl
resting on gray cushions,
to the right
the beginnings of a river
being fed by the waterfall,
about 80’ tall
careening off the three
stone outcroppings
and filling the air in the clearing
with a fine mist,
the left is ringed
by long needled pines
which have supplied the ground
with a soft cushion.
My winged beauty
lands on the third outcropping
whipping her hair back
under the waterfall’s edge.
I sprint to the water’s shore
and leap to the first,
as my claws connect
bound to the second,
paws touching
then legs thrust me
to the third
where I bring myself erect,
better to ensnare my love
within my arms.
As I bring her close to me
she raises her left hand up
and caresses my muzzle and cheek
with her claws,
I bend downward
and gently
sink my teeth
into the side of her neck,
she springs off the precipice ,
me entwined,
and glides down to the pine needle bed.
As we land
she pushes herself up,
drags her right claw
down my chest
and leans in to drink.
I drag one nail along
each shoulder blade
and let her blood
drip down on me
while I lick my claws clean.
After hours
she crashes down
into my chest,
exhaustion settling in.
I cup my hand around the back of her head,
hair entwined
in my fingers
and as she uses her wings
to blanket us
we drift off
into a pleasant slumber
while the stars blink at us
and the night creatures
serenade us with their calls.
As I lie restless in bed at night, I reflect on the best times in my life.
I pick one particular part, the part when i dated Ashley.
I reflect and I feel the shape of her body lying next to mine.
The texture of her skin and the raised skin of recent cuts on her arm.
The pain, her pain, the one I long to take away.
Pinks and gold enter the sky, lighting up the darkened night.
Her hair tinted with purple and black, falling into her eyes.
Frustrating me, I push her hair behind her ear and slowly draw my hand back.
Her eyelids flutter and I freeze I dont want her to awaken because of me.
I go back to tracing her veins in her hand and wrist.
When I next look at her face blueish green eyes are found watching me.
I blush, and turn away, she had caught me.
She makes a slow growl and reaches out to turn my face back towards her.
"I dont like it when I cant see your face" she says.
My heart beats so fast I cant breathe as I hold my breath.
I can see her memorizing my face, I watch as her eyes trace the shape of my,
lips. She leans forwards and I pull back, I know where that would end up.
She whines and I just softly chuckle.
I pull her close to me, she rests her head on my chest.
It is blissful until that little monster rumbles and I pull us off her bed.
"I think its time to eat babe." I give her a hug and she refuses to let me go so
I walk us to the kitchen.
And I try to untangle us before her mother saw us. She refuses.
I sigh in happiness and ask "What do you want from me Ash?"
In answer to my question she lightly presses her soft lips to mine.
And we kiss, I forget to breath and as she pulls back I mumble "candy kisses"
I turn over and pop in another disturbed cd. I've seen my friends pine over
men and women they can never have. I didn't want to become like them.
Just for tonight I let myself believe she still wanted me. I curl up in a ball and
let her love engulf me. My first love.
She will forever be my Baby, Ashley.