This isn't the last poem that I wrote for you.Perhaps those words should stay caged.a cipher sewn close to my core,there were lines about that,being faithful tethered antipodes,and how I can still be loved but you gave to let go.How you can...
Love Poems
Their love will go on
"Only memeories remain"
She misses him with all her heartNo reason given He just disappeared without a traceMinutes Hours Days go byStill she sits and waits Longing for his returnBut still nothing She slowly realizes He's not coming back And she starts to cryTear after tear rolling down her cheeksShe knows this is...
Adieu, Alan
"Remembering a friend and fellow writer."
His candle burned at both ends, It could not last the night. But readers and friends all agree, It gave such a marvelous light.
Over Handed
"Whatever floats my Hot Wife's boat is finest kind with me."
She does it over handed,just because she can. She never leaves me stranded.She's stronger than a man. I have to hand it to her,the bat, the ball, the glove. I have to hand it to her,for she's the one I love. She's never underhanded,She...
First Light
"Love at first light"
We leave the kitchen a messof spilt milk, crumbled bread crust, and honeydripping from a forgotten jar.Breakfast is on crumpled sheetsclenched between tight fingersand crushed under the weight of two.Your heavy breath whispered betweenhard kisses sinks beneath my skinand warms...
Don’t call it a breakup;call it a truce that isn’t holding.Those aren’t words of regret I hear, they’re just more lies I’m done decoding.That isn’t an exit, it’s just a racing sprint for the far horizonand that’s not a farewell...
In a rush of lust, we race to your room.Our bodies sweating in the late afternoon.Your bed kingsized, for two fine queens.Your eyes of hunger, two lust filled beams.Our clothes lay tangled on the carpet floor,Our bodies pressed tight, hungry...
Your eyes search me out,a lamp against the night,a soul always glittering,reaching out for mine.For a heart ravished and secluded withpassing forbidden knowledge between bodies,speaking through fiction in the myths that existbetween what stays on skin like permanent ink....Perhaps this...
It rolls in through windowsdoors and hearts left openIt roars through wallsknocking you flatWhich is it, a plusor a poison?Many have felt its pullWrapped in magic wingsBringing a light, a reasonTo finally sit up and liveAll seems brighterYour heart's weight...
Golden
"The shattering of hesitancy"
Warmsungolden,forgottenin winter's harsh bite.Through the falling snow's soft embracebeauty rests despite the gray storm seeping through the night.Warm liquid runs over her skinfrom deep under Earthsprings water,rushingitswaytowardher goldenbody to crash herfears, desires into one freeingnight of intense intimate passion that...