A Knight's Oath

I want her face to light up when she hears my car pull up.

Run downstairs like a kid on Christmas morning when I open the door.

Her day was long but she hugs me with all her might.

And kisses me like this is all she waited the entire day to do.

The Sun is going down but the day only ends when she smiles at me and takes my coat.


A broken heart can be repaired.

Love can be found...again.

The burnt dessert of her heart now blooms one rose...finally.

I was not her first, maybe I won't be her last,

But I made her smile again, hug tighter and kiss deeper.

And I will make it my duty to honor and protect her.

What they stole, they can keep, for I will give her better.

Not because it's a goal

But because love is that simple.

Sub Dreams

Throw yourself down at my feet like a captured slave
Watch me look at you like you mean nothing to me.
Grow weaker as my stare gets stronger.
Fear is welcome here...in you.

Let me push you hard up against the wall.
Let me grab your face and inspect it.
Let me take a fist of your hair and pull back.
Quiver...it hurts...like it.

Let me pin your head against the wall while I feel you...all over.
My hand finds openings in your clothes and squeeze.
Do whatever you want with your hands but don't touch me.
You're not allowed.

Choked against the wall, feel my hand slide down and inside.
Be confused between air and pleasure.
Be confused between wanting more or begging to stop.
Be confused between living or climaxing.

As one hand kills, the other makes you feel alive.
Mangled in ripped clothes pinned against the wall,
Your beast has your life, literally, in both hands.
One squeezing and the other....

I let you breathe just when the time is right
You don't explode...you ascend.
I let you fall to the ground in an exhausted pile 
Look up at me and watch, as I walk out the room and leave.

Cupid Watching

If you were there, you would see them glow from looking at each other.
If you were there, you would feel time slow down as he walked towards her.
If you were there, you would feel your own knees melt at the way they kissed.
If you were there, you would want to be held, the way he held her.

The heat from the feverish breath between their lips rivaled flowing lava.
His one hand might as well have been handcuffs, the way he held both her hands over her head.
His other hand held her face drunk with passion, frowning, lips open, begging to be kissed again.
I saw their bodies locked like two speeding comets that new this was supposed to happen.

She pulled his hips in as he pulled her hair back, twisting her head, dark curls entangled in his fist.
Roving bodies, insatiable consumption, eyes locked with gasps that only a goddess could make.
Only good pain today, as his hand increases pressure on her neck, her struggle turns him on even more.
Her heart was bruised in the past, but today he replaces those bruises with bites to her side.

I stood in the corner holding my bow, my arrows slung on my back.
I stood, watching them consume each other knowing it won't be enough,
Because I poisoned the tip of the arrow with the best poison of all.
....Forever.

Untitled

Seems that nowadays relationships are based on trophies…

How good one would look in someone’s arm, the compliments one receives for the hard work in obtaining the grand prize and it can even go as far as changing oneself, the true you (thoughts, appearance, etc.) for the mere satisfaction of the other.

My question then becomes… Where does one's happiness stand?

I questions this because I've had the opportunity of trying out for all of the above mentioned (open call—audition).  However, I still wasn't enough.  Search continued-- the grass looked greener on the other side… Yet, not once did the other stop to think in reality and true consequences, such as:

Physical beauty fades away with age, but inner beauty lasts a lifetime.

Money can buy many things, yet true love could never hold a price tag.

When erections and wetness are no longer an option, genuine friendship last forever.

To countless I was worthless, and even though hurt, I can honestly say those wounds are healed.  Scars remain to remind me every day of how strong I am…

I am nobody to many… but those many don’t matter… So are they nobodies too?

By Lye-Jay

1-3-2013

Riding Off Into The Sunset

I had my blade folded many times in the hottest fire.
It was sharpened and tested to be the best.
My armor was hardened,
And my noble steed was bred for this journey only.

But why did you cry,
When I plunged my sword into the dragon
Laying the final blow to end this battle.
Then you locked the door to your room in the tower.

Was I not valiant enough?
Brave enough?
I prepared my entire life for this one moment
Yet you hide in your tower still.

I slayed a Dragon ten times my size
The dragon that held you captive, for years.
Tore my flesh and bleed right now where I stand,
For you.

Holding my sword, standing beside my horse licking his wounds
I call out your name, no answer.
I call out your name again and the wooden window to your room slowly closes.
All of this was for nothing.

I won but I lost
I go home alive, but torn in two
The only thing we did that we set off to do
Was ride of into the sunset.