Dreams & Delusions…

Posts tagged “Passion

Worth Their Weight

I remember

The raw pain

And the emptiness

That stretched along

The years…

I used to wish

I had never known you,

Though now

I am grateful

You found a way,

To show me

I’m not alone…

Gave me a love

To curl into

When everything else

Falls away.

I would rather have this

Passion and longing,

Darkness and light

Intertwined-

Than the absence,

The vacuous abyss…

The substance to crave

In the emptiness of

This fucked up world,

Companionship and love

Are worth

Their weight in pain.


Safely Hold Me, Dangerously

‚ÄčI dreamt of your scent-

Earthy and warm,
Your voice and words-
Warm and whispering,
Your arms around me-
Safely home, sincerely…
Dangerous wandering.

~Antanya


Ride

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I want to ride you,
To feel the spasm
Of each peak
Of your crescendo,
Drowning in a tantric ocean
Of orgasmic waves…
Rocking with the motion
My soul still craves…

~Antanya

Artist Credit


Stormy Dreams

Trees dancing violently in twilight,
Moving lace patterns
On my walls,
Shadows playing with light…
In my dreams,
We curl around and into each other,
Tangled and breathless…
Grips grasping, souls sliding,
Fingers finding, tounges tasting…
Sensuous dancing
To the syncopated rhythm,
Matching our intensity to
The deep bassline rattling the windows…
Wind and rain punctuated
With passionate whispers and screams…

~Antanya


Dark Sanctuary

I don’t know
How to let go…
You’re the best
Lover
I’ve (n)ever known.
Even after all these years,
The love is stronger than the fear…
Aware of your desire,
Caught somewhere between
Despair and passion’s fire.
Feeling your touch,
Melding deep in my soul…
Wanting you so much,
You rip me apart…
Reassemble me till I’m whole.
Wrap your hands around me,
Bind me to you, where I feel free…
Let me kiss away the pain you hold within,
Your teeth drawing the heat from my skin…
Consume me in the flame of your lustful need,
Our passionate screams crescendo as we feed…
Your fingers intertwine with mine
In the darkness, where we find
Sanctuary, in the depths of our minds.

~Antanya


On Love/Passion

It’s only real if it frightens you…

Natural Energy Convergence

Natural Energy Convergence- by Antanya

~Antanya


(Undecided Title)

 

It is the shiver
Between my shoulders,
The trickle
Between my thighs…
The silent siren
In my soul,
The burning breath
In my blood…

Haunted Desire by SasoSaku

This desire
Has claws and teeth,
Does not slip by
So easy…

It is the scream
That squalls
Through my skeleton,
The wordless,
Whispering chant
In my womb…
The tremble
In the touch of my tongue…

Angel and Demon

This desire
Has claws and teeth,
Does not slip by
So easy…

It is the pain
In my passion,
The stinging snap
In my spirit…
The nemesis
Of my nonchalance,
The dramatic diary
Of my deepest,
Darkest,
Dreams.

~Antanya

Source- Unknown

I’m still torn over the title of this piece…

I’m tempted to use “Demonic Desire”, but that feels too cliche’.

Please, feel free to comment with suggestions.


Morning Dream

Light is filtering through the inky blue curtains,
And I am halfway awake, still in a dream daze…
Snuggled deep and warm in pillows and blankets.
I close my eyes to embrace waking slowly, and you are there…

I feel your warm breath…
On my shoulder,
Up my neck,
And into my ear…
A chill runs through me, as I feel your finger trace
Down the naked curve of my spine, and settle,
Cupping your hand around my ass and squeezing…

Your other hand is stroking my hair,
Caressing my neck,
Moving down to cup my breast,
I whimper, as you squeeze me
Gently, but firmly, in your strong hands…
You pull me so close, I can feel your heart pound against my spine.

My blood is ice and fire,
I am consumed
In desire,
In passion,
In need…
I wonder if you feel the same, will you to whisper my name…
I growl in need, my hunger screams to feed…

…But, then I hear the creak of my son’s door,
The pitter-patter of his feet on the floor,
Then, “Hi, mommy”, and my focus snaps to,
I’m forced to put away my fantasies of you…
But, if you asked if I still daydream of you,
I’d smile, and shyly reply, “I do.”…

~Antanya