14 Days of Love: Day 2: Reality...

I finally saw you...
And it was everything I imagined.
No, it was everything I couldn't imagine....
I could never imagine.
It was real.
It was...
It was all that is right with the world,
All that is wrong with man kind,
And everything in between.
It was both heaven and hell and I...
Was stuck in purgatory.
It was sunshine & thunderstorms.
It was pleasure.
Pain.
Sex.
It was you...
It was me...
It was us.

-LaToya Renee'

14 Days of Love: Day 1: Dreams...

I close my eyes and see images of you.
I imagine the curiousity in your raised eyebrow.
The heat from the flame behind your eyes as they burn. right. through me.
The feel of your lips on my skin
The taste of your skin on my lips.
I stand close to you and smell the essence of Woman.
Baby you... define Woman.
And I'm positive you were put here to be my woman...
If only I could find you.

-LaToya Renee'

To Try To Write Love...

"To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive... and impoverished." -Roland Barthes

I Want.

   I Want Love... Not Just Any Love... I Want Your Love.
   I want your laugh. That joyous display of emotion that seems to bring a smile to my face even when I'm trying not to.
   I want your smile. Always accompanied by your laugh. Soulmates.
   I want your hands... the holder of my heart who always seem to manage to make just enough room for me to be pulled next to you. In your arms. Against you.
   I want your body.... against mine. The safest, yet most unsafe place for me to be... but I don't mind.
   And I want your fingers to find their way around me. Over me. Through my hair, across my lips. Down & then up my thighs. I want you to conquer every inch of me. One, two, three, four times over.
   And then I want you to allow me to conquer you. Find the spots that make you buckle under my touch. Allow me to consume every inch of you. Watch you squirm as I relish in the mess I've created. Allow the sensuous sound of your moans to influence my moans & vice versa. Let's profess our love until our bodies blend together in convulsive frenzies.
   I want your mind. Force me to broaden my horizons and push for more of myself than I ever thought myself capable of. Share with me your thoughts on both everything & nothing at all. Confide in I. For I will do you no harm. I simply find pleasure in learning you, knowing you... discovering you.
   I want you to love me. Assure me that I am the lone source of your heart's desire. That no one else possesses the ability to have you the way I do. And that you have no interest to share. Let me know that five of them cound never begin to amount to I. And if only for that reason alone, you feel no reason to entertain the hopefuls.
   I want... I want you... is that too much to ask?

Infatuated

Sitting like mud I'm

Stuck on the idea of

You & I

Suspended

In the atmosphere of imposibilites

And lust flavored sentiments

It's sweetness teases the senses

And confuses reality

Yet, I come back for more

Eagerly awaiting the

Sensuality of your voice

And affectionate tones expressing how you feel

To be next to me

As souls mingle, heal, and mend misfortune away.

Let us grow together

In the soil of commitment and happiness

And establish roots within the

Vibes and emotions and circumstances that

Brough us together in the first place.

Trust.

Love.

And let it be.

-LaToya Renee'

October 2009, Early Fall, Almost Full Moon

Falls here

Or so the weather man said

But I still feel her

I sense her heat

As she tries to cling on to what we had

Days when my presence

Made her shine her brightest

And her and I

We would spend hours at a time together

The world was our playground

And even when it was time for sleep

I still felt her.

A blanket shielding me from the cold.

She knew I hated the cold.

But those days are ending now.

She doesn't shine so bright now.

And when bed time comes,

She slips away with the night now.

Slipping out of my grasp

As I fall deeper and deeper

Into Autumn.

Luna,

She wants me.

I see her.

Always saw her.

When the ties died down,

She would come.

Stripping.

Teasing me.

Showing me how jealous she was

Of the sun.

And tonight,

I will cling to her.

She will be my late night lover.

Sending me chills that I will learn to crave for.

She'll make me beg her.

Beg her to stop teasing.

Apologize for ignoring her.

Promise to never again

If she would just show me her soul.

Tomorrow... she says.

-LaToya Renee'

Written: October 3, 2009

Full Moon On: October 4, 2009