My Pleasure Pole

"A very fun poem to write."

 I often like to use it, Or let another see. But why then does it harden? Sometimes simply just to pee? There are many other reasons, That he likes it in my hand. He stays active in all seasons But...

If your body is a constellation, I'm following every star,  clinging to the sky's cold faithful gravity every night  while I gaze and chart what makes you,  any form you embody. Any metaphor shaped around you,  all the arts you...

I stand here tiedwhileyour lashburns hot red pathwaysin my skin I am wholly opentothe painthat says you love me andtattoos your love deeply in my bodyisan affirmationof my deep surrenderto your heat and to those you calltoarouse mewith theirkissesand theirwhips...

I feel your strong hands slowly caressing my skin chills travel through me, as your lips cover the places your hands had been my knees grow weak, as the scent of your body reaches my nose my hands tangled in...

To act the prude comes quite easy for me, In my kind of business it has to be, But really I'm not so proper, you see.At first you believed me a priggish man,And thought I might seek a sexual ban,But I...

The Animal In Us

"We all have one"

We have hours before stars darken and the sun breathes fire across the vast above and when I look at the sky's canvas each night and I wonder how those luminous bodies burn  with such intensity and look so still...

What will it take to satiate My hungry heart with need too great? A fire burns my soul and skin, With an ache to feel your touch within. I'm giving in, giving up, Falling deeply into us. We're sharing breath,...