Ghosts Of Might've Been

 Do we really all start out with some spark
some desire small and deep
that does show us what we were meant to be
showing by feeling
by instinct

Is it the alpha children of the alpha parents
who recognize the spark for what it is
and do the work that builds the fire

And the alpha children of beta parents
may take a bit longer to find and fan their flame
but burn bright they ultimately will

The beta children of the alpha parents
their fire needs more tending and may not be as bright
but will burn long

And the beta children of the beta parents
become ghosts while they live
ghosts of smoke that hint at the people they might've been

29-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Desire Deception Discovery

 Pretty larceny
Lovely thief

It begins with
bodies and senses
smiles and wiles
delicate power
in pockets and tongues

Breaking and entering
a bit of a misdemeanor
becomes
a full on feral felony
breaking and exiting

Finding hollowed hearts
hidden in hats staked through a high heel
are gone

Homeless in an abattoir
with the stench
of exquisite seduction
and surprise corruption
seeping into skin

28-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Perfume & Pain

 A little, lovey larceny

She'll bring you in with her body
tease you with her talk
disarm you with her delicate daring
and have you in totality
tumescent from her talented tongue

A bit of breaking and entering
becomes
a full on fucking felony

She'll leave with her hips swinging
and your heart staked through a high heel

Your abode feels like an abattoir 
with the smell of her
exquisite enchantment
and callous corruption
surrounding and stuck to you

27-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Cologne & Crime

 Pretty, petty thief

He slips your senses with his smile
whips your will with his wiles
and puts your power in his pocket

A mating misdemeanor
becomes
a ferocious, feral felony

He leaves
breaking and exiting
You find he's gone
with your heart in his hat

You're hollow and homeless
left only with the scent
of his subtle seduction
and surprise savagery
stuck to your skin

26-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Consecrate Our Sin

 It's holy
my flesh
until
it touches yours

Then
it is sin

How can our skins together
form a dark steed
full of unnatural desires
that runs us through the nights

If this
our joy
be damned
so mote it be

To Hell
with Heaven

We shall consecrate our sin
with fire

25-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Between Was And Have

 Please 
wake and see
what was between our skin
and what we have between our lives
before we lose us
in the echo of our past
Please

24-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Together Extraordinary

 Who the hell asks
if she would like it
excellent
or ordinary

Take a guess

take a breath

and hold it

til she makes you scream

23-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Our Lot Of Love

 Only when the world is blind
do we find our place

One more secret
for the night to keep

And that is where we stay
trying to turn minutes into hours
hours into days
wrapped in time

22-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Miasma

 Even before she could feel it
she could smell it
A hardcore stench beyond imagination
Tactile
as if the odor was reaching out to fondle her
in the most obscene ways
All about
this vapor stayed with her
Unescapable
as she discovered
It was the decay
of her dreams

21-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Miasma: a highly unpleasant or unhealthy smell or vapor.
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Delicious

 You are delicious
a delicacy I love to nosh until you squirm
and a soft stream of your moans
paint the canvas of air around us
We taste the colors
hear the flesh
and see the main course we have become
Well done

20-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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An Excess Of Peace

 When did the physical become the repulsive
the flower become the farm

For the excess of peace
did lead to the stagnation of the flesh
until the body cannot think
the mind cannot run
and desire is now the shadow of energy

19-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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Immortal No Longer

 The King of my life
turned out to have
a component of gelatinous innards
not firm in feeling or form
This now crownless 
mysterious monstrosity
made to decapitate my love
leaving my heart to bleed out
on a floor not even covered by straw
Love immortal no longer

18-February-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
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