comb your mind

tidying up
the fantasy
his hands
know well
her hips

he combs
his mind slow
step by step
as her sweetest
honey drips

smoothing out
the fantasy
his mouth
has savored
flesh

he combs
his mind slow
inch by inch
as this scene
he will refresh

by Felicia Lujan
5.14.2019

untangle oceans

the strand
salted and
tangled up
floats lightly
on their sea

his lips
they trace her
mermaid spine
on the waves
of he and she

magical
riptide of souls
his fingers
probing her
for cures

moments
she keeps
so sparkly blue
intricate
his lures

there’s nothing
more and nothing
less than his
need to touch
her skin

untangle oceans
swimming deep
to see
just where
they spin

by Felicia Lujan
May 13, 2019

Like Night

☆☆☆

your arms
like night
wrapped
rightly so
’round skin
with needful
might

each breath
I fight
caught
rightly so
’round hips
and thirsted
light

chest
beats strong
like taste
my soul
then whisk
away the
stars

lovely waste
of sparkled
lust
love laced
with purple
scars

☆☆☆

by Felicia Lujan
6.6.18

Consumed

☆~☆Photos taken from that spot in my yard where I find complete peace and I’m free to be consumed by stars.☆~☆

Floaty

Float away… in muck
and love… made of the
finest soup you crave

I give… I take… dance
sleepless miles… always
bending just to save

I love your life of
sleeker streams… built
right… to suit your
dreams

Floating high… I feel
the heat… meant to
scortch the weakest
things

Float away… in muck
and love… made right…
to suit your needs

I give… I take… swim
in my sleep… always
lost amongst the weeds

by Felicia Lujan
12.19.17

Push

Push soft, strong
hands into ecstasy
and taste an ocean
salted, in my heart.
The deep blue…
cold… hot fingertips.
Waves of stars there
from the start.

by Felicia Lujan
11.18.2017

The Fall

I guess I do tend to fall on my sword more often than not, but if that phrase is equivalent to the word sacrifice… then I’m ok with that. I may give, bleed and sacrifice for just causes and I will give, bleed and sacrifie for those I love dearly. I do need to remember to save enough for myself though… under my windchimes or in a magical place and in the gym. Here is my newest digital composite including 11 layers and 3 masks.

….”Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.” ○○○○○Akshay Vasu

Digital composite by Felicia Lujan

Conceal and Carry

conceal and carry
love and such
writhing under your skin

pushed away
with softest strength
just like a borrowed sin

striker-fired
aim for the heart
inflamed with exit wounds

his bullets… gold
will kill a queen and
leave territory in ruins

by Felicia Lujan
11.15.17

This Bad Bitch Reigns

The illest chick
sits rightly so upon
her self-made throne.

Daring those who think
they can to take the
seeds she’s sown.

There are none who
can compete with this
driven, tainted soul.

I guarantee… this
bad bitch reigns with
each and every goal.

So let them come and
watch them leave in
the presence of a Queen.

Scepter of iron and wicked
things these peasants couldn’t
be me in their dreams.

by Felicia Lujan
11.1.2017

All-Seeing

I

SEE

EVEN

WHEN

MY

EYES

ARE

CLOSED

Enduring Destruction

I now understand that it takes spiders and people so much time and attention to detail to build intricate webs of life which can be easily destroyed by one toxic breath. I’ve never been one to partake in the destruction of what I have taken the time to build, but should be prepared to endure destruction regardless.

     “What win I, if I gain the thing I seek? A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy. Who buys a minute’s mirth to wail a week? Or sells eternity to get a toy? For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy??”

~~ William Shakespeare

The Strand

a fragile strand
straight from my soul
still stretches out to thee
tattered by wind
and sleepless nights
it’s your only path to me
lush with love
and silken breath
the strand’s defeated time
enthralled by web
a haunted chill
your memory is mine

by Felicia Lujan
8.11.2017

The Chair

melt softly into me
skin pressed rightly so
just right like
back to front
then front to back

swivel of souls
palms searching ecstasy
just right like
fingers stroke
each stitch with heat

melt softly into me
skin pressed rightly so
just right like
back to front
then front to back

by Felicia Lujan
6.19.2017

Burn

the spark
a flame
bright light
you’re name

my pulse
your ache
no light
insane

run hot
black veins
enflamed
with stains

in fire
hearts burn
white light
love pain
🔥
by Felicia Lujan
4.26.2017

Drink the Fire

God built this soul to withstand fire. No burn shall sear the skin.

Forged in flames from Earth to sky. Never injured by your sin.

So treat me bad. Polish your smile. I understand your game.

Good built this soul to withstand fire. He gives me strength to endure pain.

by Felicia Lujan
2.2017