hard candy - an ode to passion

bite me
hard - do it!
yes !
dig deep, my love
leave teeth marks and claws
anger that is
lingering
unwanted yet
throw me at least passion
vengeance is found in
a wounded ego
whose heart
denies
loving

feed yourself lies
tired and told
as true as bold
half truths leaping while
abyss flies feast
on your ravished plate

do not guilt me
with death and forever
my need to belong
to be
encircled
by your loving
flesh oh what filth you
mudraking
fear mongering
backstabbing

i am not
that which you believe nor
what you would choose
emotion running
naked
without

thought is the root of all
sourness sucking on
what you think you see
and doubt
is a fiend pushing
where love would let go

thought is a frailty
an ungodly thing
for truths can be made
bought or sold for
the price of admission
but love is
a golden ticket
a dream
i am no veruca salt
merely a woman who
speaks her mind

_{first two photos @torico}