Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes
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I Am notHere for your Entertainment nor your complete StimulationIMay or May Not But More so EVERY singleTimeWhatA crossYou must bareTo amuse yourself withEverytimeMineIs aSingular struggle withoutA device capable ofSavingTodayOr tomorrow Yesterday yet morrowSeize all of todayNow -Madamchryzl-
LEAD ME FURTHER By Chrystal Jumonville Charles Robert Lindholm YOUR EYES INVITED METO COMECLOSER,AND ONCE YOUSMILED AT MEI DIDYOU HELD OUTYOUR HANDFOR US TO DANCE,AND I LET YOU TAKE ME,ONTO THE DANCE FLOORYOU LED MEAND TWIRLED ME SO WELL,AND HELD ME CLOSEDURING THE SLOW DANCEAND ALL THE RESTFLIRTING FORA MONTH OR MORE,LINGERING AT MY CAR... Continue Reading →
Such A Tease Photo Credit: John Teal Oh, Father... Forgive me please...I do believeThat I am anIncredible tease...I am dissatisfiedLess He be beggingOn His knees...Not so that I wish notAim to please... Oh Forgive Me!It is onlyHis Entire BeingThat I wishTo forever seize...-Madamchryzl- Thank you Mr. John Teal, However, I have found that some days... Continue Reading →
LeadMe furtherThan you didBefore let me beYours-Madamchryzl-
"Conigh - is Cajun French for conniving... But in a mischievous fun way." I've been called this once or twice and always with love. 🖤 😉 Enjoy... Kah nighAm ITo SpyWith MyLittle EyeA Sigh To replyOh,Lovers CryOh,Shivery ThighLet's TryTo FlyHeights HighOh,MyOh MyHands TryTo ReplySo SlySlights NighAm ISo Kah-nighLittle I Can't deny-Madamchryzl-
BLACK HOLE A galaxy generated within false ink...Cosmos of love gone within a blink...Cursed dark vortex dissolving all heat...Implosion has replaced my every heartbeat...Concave words buckle within...Just ellipsis following the end...-Madamchryzl-🖤 Previously posted in March but is applicable today! 🖤 For us self proud of our Sagittarius title... LET TODAY BE EVEN MORE GRAND. 🖤... Continue Reading →
I Promise toTaste as sweetAs I smell sheSaid-Madamchryzl-
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An anguish of a different kind...A new torture as old as time...You have become a Favorite strap of mine...Created perfectly for blistery hind...-Madamchryzl- This poem will be reposted with a password due to the "X Rated" charcoal drawing By John Teal - The password is "Nymph" 😉 🖤
HurtIs whatWe know aboutPain is something weDo-Madamchryzl- SmallYet mighty Dark and brightlyPain is her creator Myself-Madamchryzl-
You Should Let Me show you What you do to Me -MC-
CoveredIn laceWould be quite A place to be Today-Madamchryzl-
Pray For Me PerhapsIf deathFinds me beforeYou you recollect lovePray Pray for youPray that my ghost never finds youMay she not long to hold you The way I do with each heartbeat...Give thanks...Be thankful my prayers remain Unheard, less you would be strungup tightly, by your feet...-Madamchryzl-
Your memory renews with the leaves...Spring knows all... She see's...As she brings knew love,To your knees...-Madamchryzl--Madamchryzl-
MayI kiss the wine awayFrom your sweet lipsMerlot-Madamchryzl-
Nimble Nymph CHARCOAL ART BY: JOHN TEAL I await bare...Fully equipped with my stare...You may find me...Wrapped less tightly...Slightly...Less brings more...More for meTo adore...-Madamchryzl- Special thank you to, Mr. John Teal for allowing me use of his electric and inspirational art. I am grateful. 🖤
Self Sufficient Self depletion is a measure...Oh, borderline painful pleasure...Less can reassure...Self-preservation can be a treasure...Selfish love can rest assure...Myself pleads to me, "Madame, please, more..."-Madamchryzl-
MagnificenceButtons tightDressed in cottonPreferably fallen to floorBare-Madamchryzl.
So very naughty,Are we...For us to gamble,With a handWe can not handle...So very aughty,We are...To burn this candle...On both ends...We can not handle...-Madamchryzl-
My Darling Dawn By: Madamchryzl And Charles Robert Lindholm Photo By Johannes Plenio - Un-splash Myeyes longfor the sightof night slowly slippingawayAwaitingthe arrivalof the warmingrays from My DarlingDawnFingersof lighttouching my skin,my heart and mysoulAsI fallinto your embraceand bask in yourauraHowcould Inot praise eachnew morning with a kissYoubring menew love andlife, My Sweet DarlingDawnandI willlove you... Continue Reading →
Delirium Boundaries are subjective... Wise... To be protective... Chance... Exploration discovers limits... Accept... Hours bound by minutes... -Madamchryzl-
SilenceUpon usNaught to shareLeaving only dead airUnspoken-Madamchryzl-
Gratification For quite some time now, I've suspected the universe is a masochist at her core...She created and showed me the only temptation I will forever battle...I am no masochist, but your memory is a torture that I delight over... Over and over again...-Madamchryzl-
Birthday Gift A fanciful bow will not do... My choice present for you... Is wrapped in yellow tape... Be gentle with my nape... -Madamchryzl- May your day be beautiful and kind...Do not forget to thank your beautiful Mother for birthing you, on this day so many years ago. She brought quite a force into this... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nymph IV How can I open my eyes...And taste you...How can I ignore my cravings...And savor you...How can I inhale my night...And smell you.. How can I hear my own breath...And listen to you... How can I feel myself...And know that you are alone...-Madamchryzl-
Dark Hues Photo By: Meg Graves I fear I will forget every word that I have ever known...I constantly cower at my Calliope's continuing fading image...Rhymes, paint, flowers, and air fade from my soul...My Muse will never know the suffocation my heart has to endure...Logic has become nonsense, and every day is a sad Sunday...My... Continue Reading →
Return To Sender Where does my love land, if it does not reach you... Where does it go... Does it wither or turn blue... Does it live... What can hold something so few... What can such singular love mean... Who would return warm love to the palest hue... Who can ever love such an empty... Continue Reading →
Dinner Bits Such friends are quiver and quaver... Alas, they bring flesh a flavor... Stillness left to oscillate... Hunger needs no plate... You, I wish to be served... -Madamchryzl-
Sans Toi I rise each morning with anticipation of your arrival... Such ardor leaves poor chances of revival... Sans toi... I set each evening exhausted with grief... Along with prayers grasping to belief... Sans toi... Weakness is a trait; my heart's heart will reject... Love's pressure leaves the brightest effect... Sans toi... -Madamchryzl-
Give Me Lace There is something about lace that really puts a smile on my face... I find such delight for lace, in delicate white... Though, lace in black will surely set the boys back... Sigh, not enough can be said of lace dripped in red... Cover me in them all, then find me, just... Continue Reading →
What kept you on bottom... I reject... I'm sorry God allowed them... I object... You are a force without them... I declare .. -Madamchryzl-
Friday Song - Bruce Springersonsteen... Or something like that ... I bet no one even recognizes that guys name... "ROSALITA" is the song... 🖤I BET MR. SPRINGERSONSTEEN WAS A 🐰 TOO!🖤 Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reinsYou know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's gameYou pick up little... Continue Reading →
My Madam of Red Pleasure has become less easy to please… I try to serve Her blindly; though, I am quite a tease… Newly constructed avenues to Her have been delightfully painstaking… Only the deepest of the universes are ours for the making… Her power rests on the shores of unattainable satisfaction… The reward, is... Continue Reading →
Why do I feel like I am waiting for you??? What makes me feel like we're not through??? Lives have been lost since your departure... Violent evidence proves the torture... Oh, Manic... Oh, Panic... You've been swell... Precious little helpers in my hell... You lied and falsified... Never allowed me to hide... Oh, false memory,... Continue Reading →
When I wish to punish myself, I begin to recollect... Each, every, and all that I voted to dissect... What a pleasure this torture has been... You are a fantastical cause of a grin... I've never, cried or touched, so deeply... I've never, sinned OH so sheeply... What terrible taste... It's a shame to waste...... Continue Reading →
A tickle...
Beneath the duvet... I do convey... A purpose, a passion... Such fun, in quite a fanciful fashion... The thought, the thing... The thoughts that you bring... The touch, the feel... You begging upon your heel... My Muse, My Pleasure... A temperature for only your measure... -Madamchryzl-
Forever woe, is Me... My reflection has become nothing to see... Shamefully, I let My Muse run free... There are not enough words for me to plea... He left no secret door, no key... My Muse escaped and ran free... Forever, woe is me... -Madamchryzl-
Hey Mister... Can you let an 80's Baby cry? Did you have to let her bye? Why did you? Why did you why? Such an 80's Baby cry... Sob baby... BABY Sob... Hey, Mister... Let an Eighty's Baby cry... Did you have to let her bye? -Madamchryzl-
5 Good Minutes Snuggled up close, Rosie and her youngest son sank in deep beneath the fluffy, pastel down comforter. Though she was asleep, in this moment, Rosie was grateful to have dodged insomnia. DAHN! DAHN! DAHN! Rosie turns over. Being quite used to experiencing rather vivid dreams Rosie assumed the sounds where part of... Continue Reading →
Two Two voided lovers left... Leaving behind concept... Holding only their flagstsaff.... Wavering just at half mast... Two voided lovers remainders... Both remain hidden as strangers.... -Madamchryzl-
Your World Your world will always be your own... Ripened fruit from the seeds that were sewn... Unapologetically your universe circles within its own galaxy... A world upon entering that had quickly taxed me... A glorious fortune of hurt encrusted within gold... A chest full of ache diamonds hardened by a heart so cold... -Madamchryzl-
My beloveds image slowly disappears each day I wake... I mourn the vision and rhythm of each breath he may take... His outline I am unable to hold... His appearance has grown less bold... He fades from my vision but not from the place where darkness beats... My four chambers is the only part that... Continue Reading →
The World That I Own You float aimlessly around in my minds flesh… Just bouncing around in a world of thresh… To the left and to the right… You are there day and night… In a enticing world that I own… Your body is not yours, it is a loan… Escaping me is an impossible... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 