Confession I

Oh Father,If there was a reasonForSurpassing Soulful treason...He... He,Would be my reason...Oh...A heart...Oh...A soul...Oh...He hides...Charging,It's toll....Oh...SO tough! Oh!So bold!Oh...A delicate heart.. He is unable... To hold...Oh! HE! OH! Me!Such carelessness,To see...Oh!To let him,Hold me...Oh!Such enouement...Oh!Such,Darkle, Spent...Such,Sand sinksIn such,A cosset..-Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nymph VII

Narcoleptic Nymph VII You are perfect for the night...Your image is setTo blind meIn the light...Air and water evaporate at sight.. Some images are only Meant to seeDuring the night...-Madamchryzl-

Ignis Fatuus

Your words float Aside Along and safely InsideHollow iridescent spheresSafe from ourFearsI watch them CloselyI love themMostlyI imagine theyLandPrecisely where IStandThey tickle myFeetA slow trickling TreatSwirling circulating lovingWordsDrawing in jealous BirdsThey chase themFeverishly OhIf you couldSeeThis vision thisDanceSuch an equivocal TranceThese bubbles wouldBurstEliminating all that's Cursed-Madamchryzl-

Wayward Whispers

May my whispersFind their path Along the way...Failed lips neglect To deliver them Lost in what to say...They sway downTowards the earthHidden beneath The rustling leaves...Each sighEach cryStifled below Thousands of plea's...-Madamchryzl-

Nefarious Nymph II

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" 😉 🖤

Helpless Heart

My heart can only fall...Without legsshe may not stand against...Without arms she is unable to defend...Without sightshe can not see the dangers...With knowing notof sound she shall not heed my warnings...-Madamchryzl-

Wondering On Land

Dear Alice,Can you please lend me your hare...My lady! The clock has spliced...The cards have miced...I only have one to share...The smoke possesses a grin That I find too much comfort in...Carry me away with jabs I can attempt to walk me...I am off with it...I have lost my head...I am off wondering...In this land...-Madamchryzl-... Continue Reading →

Sinking Time

The sands WithinA clockDo not PossessA driveAs deepAs mine....My handsFall Within spaceUntil finally Reprieve They landUpon you Our time...-Madamchryzl-

Pray For Me

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-

Ignore-Amos

You wrote of our future With an eraser Bound leather within its suture Reverse alphabetical Chronologically impossible Our history held within No confession of sin A tale amongst the wind My un-friend -Madamchryzl-

Nimble Nymph

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. 🖤

NARCOLEPTIC NYMPH V

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-

I Like It

I Like It I.. I like ...I like it...I like the way...I like the way you and...I like the way you and me...I like the way you and...I like the way you...I like the way...I like it...I like...US...-Madamchryzl-

So Very Naughty

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

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 →

Gratification

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

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

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-

Safe

BirdBathe Art Done By: MadamChryzl Safely stowed, tucked away... You hide within the safest part of myself... Out of reach... -Madamchryzl-

Dark Hues

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 →

Friday Song is By: Bruce Springsteen

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 →

Waiting…

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 →

Naughty Nymph II

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-

Mister…

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-

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