Friday, August 28, 2009


I can’t stop thinking about you,
You are everywhere I go,
I fantasize about you
I play with you
We have the greatest foreplay.

Day and night
Dusk till dawn
When the sun sets
It is you I think about.

When I am with you
I am at my best
I don’t regret
The time I spend with you.

My thoughts
My dreams
My desires
Are all about you.

In your presence
I am myself
I don’t need to hide
With you
I have the greatest affair.

© thelma migue, 2009

Monday, August 24, 2009


My heart skipped a beat,
I felt the shook,
Shaken to the ground,
I could barely hold it down.

It felt different,
Very refreshing,

You held me,
With that piercing gaze,
When you licked your lips,
My heart started to race.

Everything froze,
I was shot,
Through the heart,
My love attack.

© thelma migue, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


They all love him,
He loves none,
They all want him,
He wants none.

Plays with their minds,
Plays with their hearts,
Ruins their lives,
They tried to ruin his.

Tit for tat is his game,
No need to explain,
He takes what he wants,
Out before you know it.

He learnt from the best,
This time he takes,
What he wants,
He must have.

Their hearts,
His doormats,
Their bodies,
His pleasure…

© thelma migue, 2009

Tuesday, August 18, 2009


Like a thief,
Either day or night,
It comes,
Without ,warning.

Respects no class,
Respects no age,
It has been there,
From the beginning of time

No asking,
No warning,
Whether ready or not,
You are gone.

It asks for no ransom,
Gives you no time,
Waits in the shadows,
Like the devil with a snare.

This is the debt,
All men must pay.

©thelma migue, 2009

Saturday, August 15, 2009


As I write this letter,
I pour out my heart.
I put it on a platter,
Let you dissect it.
Every time I see you,
It beats like thunder.
When I hear you speak,
It skips a beat.
I get goose bumps,
Thinking about you.
I get all wet inside.
My tummy,
Gets butterflies,
Just before I see your face.
It doesn’t matter where you are,
Distance does not matter,
My heart travels with you.
I am a slave,
I am a victim,
I am ready and willing,
To do your bidding.
I am a woman,
A woman totally,
Absolutely in love,
With the man,
On the other side,
Of the bed.

© thelma migue, 2009

Friday, August 14, 2009


Take what you want,
I will give you what I have.
The little I have,
I will share.
If you have a problem,
I will help.
If I can’t,
I will let you know.
I will help,
The best way I know how,
Bear the burden,
Emotionally and mentally,
Work through it.
I have one request,
If you were testing me,
Trying to see if I love you,
Don’t tell me.
If you do,
I will never trust you,
The way I do now.

©thelma migue, 2009.


There it stands,
Waiting for me,
It calls my name.
Beckons me closer.

I touch it,
Hold it,
Turn it around...

I take a bite,
Roll it around,
I chew it,
With each motion,
I savor it.

I lick my lips,
Mourn in pleasure,
The saliva rolls down my lips,
The sounds of pleasure,
Escape my lips.

©thelma migue, 2009

Thursday, August 13, 2009


Why do you say the wrong things?
Why do you keep quiet?
Why did you drop off the face of the earth?
You think I have no feelings?
You think you can switch my feelings off an on?
If you can do that………well I can’t
I am a woman.

You drive me up the wall with your…….argh…..
It is funny
Sometimes I sit and laugh and wonder how stupid I can be,
I love you so much I could kill you (I mean it in a good way).

You make me go insane,
Sometimes I cry like a baby,
Other times I laugh like a lunatic,
What do I have to do to get your attention?
Throw a tantrum?
Curse you?
Hit you?
Kiss another guy when you are in the room?

I don’t know you?
I would like to get to know you?
But there is this barrier……
I can’t get through it……….
I can’t see over it……..
I could go on forever
Then I’d begin to sound like a broken record.
Call me crazy after this………
I guess I just am over you………..

© thelma migue, 2009

Thursday, August 6, 2009


My fingers are burning,
My body is shaking,
Just thinking of your touch
Set’s my body on fire.

I am boiling past a hundred,
My blood is boiling over,
On the surface,
I am aching.

As I get hotter,
I get ferocious,
Start getting anxious,
I start sizzling……

Marks all over my body,
When you touch,
Sets my body on fire,
What a lovely way to burn.

© thelma migue, 2009


Empty space,
Nothing can replace,
The vacuum,
Left inside.

I have searched,
Beyond the seas,
Different flavors.

No joy,
No faith,
No pleasure,
Just disgrace.

A broken soul,
A wounded heart,
Walking through,
The cemetery of life.

©thelma migue, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


Oh no!
What have I done?
What took three years?
Gone in three minutes.

Under better circumstances,
In a better way,
The right choice of words
The difference.

In a moment,
In anger,
Did not mince my words
Spoke my mind.

The pain,
On your face,
The silence,
In the room

Nothing can compare,
To the look of death,
On your face.

© thelma migue, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009


A woman in a cage,
She breaks down in rage,
Never to engage,
Her life long desire.

In sickness,
In health,
Here she stands,
By his side.

Through the day,
Through the night,
Never once,
Does she make a sound.

She yearns for more,
Than to be heard,
Is more her concern.

©thelma migue, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009


Last night I missed you,
Thought I would see you,
Couldn’t stop thinking,
Where were you?

It may sound silly,
I feel giddy,
When I am round you,
Kind of crazy.

When you hold me,
I feel like a lady,
When we are together,
The world revolves around us.

Will I see you later,
It has been a while,
Till you get here,
I will be counting the minutes.

©thelma migue, 2009