Jungle Fever

Is there someone knocking on my door.... breathless with anticipation, worried that he, that you, were just an illusion. Reminiscing the good time had last night, I picture you, a sweet memory, etched in the sands of time…

Dark chocolate, dark as night, sweet lover of mine, it is you, who are my drug of choice with your sweet intoxicating ways. Is there perhaps a cure, a pill to this addiction of mine? Or will I be forever victim to your powers of seduction…

Laugh, laugh, laugh, the sight of you makes me giggle like a schoolgirl, silly girl, silly girl, shusssh, what next, shut the  door to my room. Don’t know where I am, cant remember my name, forgot anything that is not you, emersed in the spirit of you, intoxicating, intoxicating…

Dark chocolate, my time is yours, let us play now, show yourself to me, take off your coat, jumper, boots, more, tell him, tell you, I want more. Let me drink you in, with my heart, mind and senses, my soul branded with your name, give me everything you are, soft caress, so soft, one touch, I know I’m alive…

Off slid a glitter dress, a glitter dress, lurex red, red lurex, a dress that sparkles, worn for you’re appeal now lies on the floor. The hand of experience removes stockings and soft silk underwear, now gone, I wear nothing but diamond earrings and a smile…

Dark chocolate coxes... scared be not, take it slow, real slow, easy, slow, deep breathing, lips brush my ear, a barely audible whisper... relax, relax, relax. Touch head, fever, fire in my head, my body glows with heat, all warm, hot, hot, hot, can you see inside me, will you come inside me, one with another…

Dark comes the night, wrap night around me sweet chocolate, lay me back upon my bed, you start slow, a touch to the cheek, rouge cheeks. Light feather touches hypnotise me, envelop me, take my breath away,
night moon work your magic, mysterious, delirious, delicious ways…

Dark chocolate, sweet chocolate, brown sugar, touch me, let me, just let me, let me taste you with my mouth... Kiss me, kiss me, I feel the glow of heat start deep inside, hot me, hot me, too hot, lay me back on this hot bed of lust, your black eyes shine bright…

My dark skin lover, how heat warms, hot girl, hot bed, hot chocolate, fever, fever, all flushed with fever, jungle fever. A feeling of yearning, too slow, more, warm legs warm now, the flame of passion burns hot, I melt and bare my soul…

Dark chocolate, drink me bit by bit, eat me all over again, all over again, the warmth of your kiss, the thought of you kissing me there, just shiver. Soft hands, my hands, my hot little hand touches me and touches me and touches me, soft to touch, touches my spot, just touch this, this is soft, this is my mmmm…

Brown sugar, under the sheet, lick me, lick me, up and down, soft toe suck, feast upon me, my skin, my silk skin, skin taut stretched, fever, my fever heats my house, hot, hotter. You wash over me like hot water, shower me with your presence, taking the memory of any other lover that came before you, only you exist…

Dark chocolate, slid back under the blanket, the snake bites, bed, fever, tumble twirl, soft leg touch, over my shoulder, just rock me, rock me. A heater in my body to warm me, was cold, now alight with fire, fly me to the moon, floating high above the stars…

Brother man, brother to the night, mmmm, soft waves of recurring pleasure, wet sheets soaked with your essence, but I don’t care, chocolate, hot chocolate. Too quick the hours go, turn over, roll over now, lay with me awhile, rest, rest, rest, until I fall asleep nestled in the arm of my lover…

Dark chocolate, no need to be alone, If you want me I am yours, you have me now, be good to me, be good to me, just hold me. Don’t go, stay and I will once again step to your rhythm, let me once again experience the pleasure of travelling through the land of “dark chocolate”…

Written By Danae Thyssen

 

Yesterday I Cried

Yesterday I cried, because there was nothing left to say, feel or do, but cry, I cried for all the times I was too afraid to shed a tear in the fear that if I did I may never stop...

Yesterday I cried, I cried for a soul that aches with a sorrow so deep I actually feel I may drown in it, an endless sea of hopelessness, self doubt and heartache...

Yesterday I cried, because there was an anger so deep and so real, I thought it might eat me alive, overwhelmed with a hate that looked sure to devour my soul...

Yesterday I cried, for the eternal optimist that once was, but is no more, for the carefree spirit I used to be, that has lost it’s way and the ability to believe, hope or dare to dream...

Yesterday I cried, for me, for innocence lost and strangely I even cried for you, I cried for the man I thought you were and the stranger I will never know or care to understand...

Yesterday I cried, for days gone by, for a shinning future lost, for the hurt I feel today, I cried for your unwillingness to take responsibility for your actions and all the lives that you have destroyed, including your own...

Yesterday I cried, for the darkness that has stained your soul, the web of lies you’ve spun and the trail of deceit that is now your chosen path. I cried for all the days that I did not have the courage to stand against your tirade...

Yesterday I cried, because I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired, feeling lost, hopeless and weary, I cried for all that has been lost and in the hope peace, dignity, integrity and justice will be found...

Yesterday I cried, in the small hope, maybe one day I wont want or need to cry, that a glimmer of something brighter waits on the horizon. I cried in the hope that tomorrow will be a better day, a brighter day and maybe, just maybe holds a reason to smile... 

Yesterday I cried, but not today, today is a new day, unmarred and muddied by the sins of yesterday, I stand bravely and walk in to an unknown tomorrow with a prayer in my heart and a new determination...

Written by Danae Thyssen