Summer of `63

"A boy's summer vacation of learning."

It was the summer of 1963.A vacation of change for me. I just a boy of sixteen, young and earthy.She a bit older, but much more worldly. Lessons taught were real and sensual.Often dreamed but most incomprehensible. Showing me much...

Love is a passion that burns deep inside, and when it’s unleashed sit back and enjoy the ride. It’s a battle you’re both winning, it’s about give and take, giving and receiving. It feels like it’s happening in slow motion,...

The Seasons Of Change

"The seasons of life..."

Spring giggles at my pane Fickle as she frolics Warming rays by day Cool breath by night Teasing whispers she calls Please, peek out, come see Summer seduces my entrance She kisses and caresses Like a flower unfolds Her passion...

Champagne

"The true loving account of a Domme that adores fucking Her male sub's tight ass."

Sometimes he's the champagne, Sometimes he's the glass. What a lovely way to say "He likes it up the ass." Most folks want to be the flower, Few care to be the vase. But, oh! The awesome power In letting...

Ere Darkness Comes

"My attempt at a villanelle. See Dylan Thomas' Do not go gentle into that good night."

Ere darkness comes to end this fervid quest, And night subdues until the gleaming dies,Walk onward down the path toward gentle rest.A seeking youth, you strive to leave the nest;To dance with vigor, winning every prize,Ere darkness comes to end this...

I know you'll never wake me with gentle kisses, folding me in your arms again..Your pillow-creased face whispering in my ear, your auburn hair falling over me..You'll never fret over me again like I was a broken bird, We'll never...

Fusion Fires

"Hungry hearts burn for release."

The effect you impart upon my heart, To fuse your view within,Those memory pictures, explicitly bold Begin my rising start… The embellishing delicacies draped refined, Accouterments visions galore,Such fantasy primers infuse my pulse, You are my ache sublime. Your cues,...

Ships passing

"Love is a journey on a stormy sea"

We sail the tormented seas of life, we never find where we wish to end. only to end somewhere alone to not know someone to speak of or to like ships passing we never know who we will meet or...

Like Memories Whisper

"Seasons of love."

 Winter leaves of DecemberLike memories whisperAs they scurry about our onceThe garden of love now faded Oh! how we dancedThe summer of our romanceNow wilted petalsAnd falling snow lay Like memories whisperThe coming of springNew petals of greenAnd new dew My thanks to...