SUPERNATURAL POEMS
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Supernatural › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
1,676
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of these poems.
CHAPTER FOUR
SUPERNATURAL POEMS
Title : Supernatural Poems
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Dean/Sam Sam/Dean Bela
Rating : NC17 Slash Dark Adult Themes
Authors Notes : I haven’t been inspired to write any fanfic poetry for years then suddenly wham!
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of these poems.
And That Is Sam
I’ve seen the way Sam touches him to intimate to knowingly.
I’ve seen the way Dean tenses at the touch the lack of welcome in his stance.
Maybe Sam doesn’t notice to selfish to care.
Maybe Dean is too afraid of being alone.
I’ve seen the way Sam kisses him tender, cruel and passionate.
I’ve seen the way Dean capitulates to his lust.
Sam hanging onto him whispering words of true possession.
Dean holding onto life submitting to Sam.
And in the morning Sam so quiet his eyes never quite leaving Dean.
Dean so full of life it never happened denial in every movement and nothing in his eyes.
They both think I’m blind but I see them clear enough.
The door slams behind Sam and Dean collapses like a puppet with its strings cut.
Alone with my first born I try to say I’m sorry but the words will not come.
Now it is my turn to leave even knowing he will return to Sam and pay what price he must.
I cannot care I will not care I believe he understands and will cling to what is left.
And that is Sam.
Love Is Dean
Love is, love is, love is Dean
Love is Dean red blooded and raw.
Love is Dean fucked out and sore.
Love is Dean begging for more.
Love is Dean whimpering my name.
Love is Dean covered in shame.
Love Dean shouldering the blame.
Love is Dean the one I will keep.
Love is Dean shallow yet deep.
Love is Dean dirty and cheap.
Love is, love is, love is Dean.
The Key
My unholy desire,
Forged in Hell’s fire.
Burns in my heart,
Rips me apart.
He thinks I don’t know,
That it doesn’t show.
The heat in his eyes,
His flimsy weak lies.
So tempting to touch,
I want him so much.
My desire so strong,
My senses scream wrong.
I’ll capture my prey,
My hot easy lay.
He’ll surrender so sweetly,
Be mine completely.
Cornered and broken,
My body his token.
Pressed down and covered,
Found and discovered.
Key to my heart,
Never to part.
Here by my side,
He’ll always bide.
Daddies Favourite Daughter (Bela’s POV)
You wouldn’t understand.
It hurt like acid burning right through my skin.
Like red hot pokers deeply thrust within.
You wouldn’t understand.
Daddy’s favourite daughter Daddies favourite child.
Brought up to be careful, timid, meek and mild.
You wouldn’t understand.
How does such a child know right from wrong?
She only knows that she must become strong.
You wouldn’t understand.
Ten years is a life time to someone so afraid.
And who are you to judge the deal that this child made.
You wouldn’t understand.
Title : Supernatural Poems
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Dean/Sam Sam/Dean Bela
Rating : NC17 Slash Dark Adult Themes
Authors Notes : I haven’t been inspired to write any fanfic poetry for years then suddenly wham!
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of these poems.
And That Is Sam
I’ve seen the way Sam touches him to intimate to knowingly.
I’ve seen the way Dean tenses at the touch the lack of welcome in his stance.
Maybe Sam doesn’t notice to selfish to care.
Maybe Dean is too afraid of being alone.
I’ve seen the way Sam kisses him tender, cruel and passionate.
I’ve seen the way Dean capitulates to his lust.
Sam hanging onto him whispering words of true possession.
Dean holding onto life submitting to Sam.
And in the morning Sam so quiet his eyes never quite leaving Dean.
Dean so full of life it never happened denial in every movement and nothing in his eyes.
They both think I’m blind but I see them clear enough.
The door slams behind Sam and Dean collapses like a puppet with its strings cut.
Alone with my first born I try to say I’m sorry but the words will not come.
Now it is my turn to leave even knowing he will return to Sam and pay what price he must.
I cannot care I will not care I believe he understands and will cling to what is left.
And that is Sam.
Love Is Dean
Love is, love is, love is Dean
Love is Dean red blooded and raw.
Love is Dean fucked out and sore.
Love is Dean begging for more.
Love is Dean whimpering my name.
Love is Dean covered in shame.
Love Dean shouldering the blame.
Love is Dean the one I will keep.
Love is Dean shallow yet deep.
Love is Dean dirty and cheap.
Love is, love is, love is Dean.
The Key
My unholy desire,
Forged in Hell’s fire.
Burns in my heart,
Rips me apart.
He thinks I don’t know,
That it doesn’t show.
The heat in his eyes,
His flimsy weak lies.
So tempting to touch,
I want him so much.
My desire so strong,
My senses scream wrong.
I’ll capture my prey,
My hot easy lay.
He’ll surrender so sweetly,
Be mine completely.
Cornered and broken,
My body his token.
Pressed down and covered,
Found and discovered.
Key to my heart,
Never to part.
Here by my side,
He’ll always bide.
Daddies Favourite Daughter (Bela’s POV)
You wouldn’t understand.
It hurt like acid burning right through my skin.
Like red hot pokers deeply thrust within.
You wouldn’t understand.
Daddy’s favourite daughter Daddies favourite child.
Brought up to be careful, timid, meek and mild.
You wouldn’t understand.
How does such a child know right from wrong?
She only knows that she must become strong.
You wouldn’t understand.
Ten years is a life time to someone so afraid.
And who are you to judge the deal that this child made.
You wouldn’t understand.