poetry from the blue book (no i'm not a slut -_-)

[calli_wulffe]

spider
12.8.2006

in my mind
i am a long
spindly creature

with arms and
hands that can
reach miles

and legs that
breach the depths
of valleys and oceans

i wear emotions
as shawls but still
i'm not ashamed of
my nakedness

because I am
content with this form

not omnipotent
and nearly verging
on nonexistence

hookah
12.8.2006

the kisses
are smoky
smooth
and apple flavored

with a passion
that is convoluted
and moan-filled
tangled in tubes
and knocking glass

he reaches across me
to take his turn
but i stop him
kissing roughly
with a hazy-knotted mind