In a world full of corruption,tarnished by hate and deception, I realize loving you has become my poetry, my swan song, my passion. You are my safe place. Alone with my lust filled thoughts, I lay sprawled across white linen.Unsure anymore if I am the...
Erotic Poems
Making love under the night sky
"Nature provides two of its most enduring memories"
Two people witness one of creation’s most enthralling sights as the meteor hits the atmosphere and lights up the night sky.Lying next to each other, their passions ignite, lighting up their feelings for each other. Heat fills the air from...
Lusting breathless,A darker shade, dishonestly worn well.Innuendos deafening the silence,In my quarters pen pushing erotic dreams.Elbow deep in inked archives from these weary mind’s bag of bones,Whispered voices from the lost dark chastity.Flickering candle flames highlight up and downs,These naughty,...
Darkling Highways, Shining Streets
"We have traveled much between us"
This is true if all else fails,we traveled much we two,within our hearts,between our minds,remembering more, much more,teaching you and reaching memore grandly than we knew.So much has been together,so much has been renewed,smell the moisture, wetness,hear the splashing streets,far and wide we wanderedand...
Fingertips tracing the curve of my thighIt takes nothing more than thatFor me to imagine what your hands can doTo make me want to sin with you That look you give from across the roomThe one I tell you looks like...
Braless In Bristol
"A casual encounter with a pair of breasts"
Sunday afternoon in Marks and Spencer,idly fingering lingerie,my attention suddenly caughtby a tall and pretty redhead.Seen from behind,her low-cut, backless, drop-armhole topdraws my eyes.No annoying bra strap cuts acrossthe taut muscles of her back,and as she turns to face meher...
Joyful Agony
"Do you ever think of me?"
The night shadows sweep across the moonlit ceiling. They are ghosts of who we used to be.I’m haunted by your intoxicating whispers,Uttered as we hurtled towards a magnetic destination;The climactic apex of Joyful Agony. Our hearts’ cadence...
Sometimes you need inspiration to find your boredom cure To picture his sexy tongue licking deeply to that sensitive core His chiseled chin and blue eyeswatching you closely nowBetween your tone tan thighsmaking your inner kitten meow So much pleasure in such a kissthat touches...
The Greatest Lie
"A reflection on the joys and traumas of transsexual discovery and transition"
Even God can make an errorAs I knew when I was three.When I looked into a mirrorAnd saw a face that wasn’t me. I played with girls instead of boys.And wished myself a Disney princess.Never played with boyish toys.Secretly I wore...