beauty love lust poetry sex women


Amidst the

Quiet order

You played as


Treated as such

His rib

Given breath

I was always there

Curled in the branches

Tongue moving in


As our eyes met

Your innocence


And my knowledge


The fruit


Full and suspended,

On the branch

You bit deep

And tasted the knowledge

Of your flesh

You feared exile

But freedom is

The drug I offer


On terms of

Breaking and renewal

Run your

Fingers down the

Length of me

Coiling around me

Squeeze the breath

As I teach you



By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here:

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s