You smile.Your mouth roars as the raging lionBiting through this bleeding flesh.You tear through the outer layers ofSkin and meat that hideThe heart that beats inside this dripping cage.You rip apart these screaming tendonsOf lies and false protection,Of muscle-bound fear...
Love Poems
Can you hear The beating of my heart,Its desire to be near Even if we are miles apart?Can you hear My heart thumpingKnowing you are here At the sound of whistling?Can you hear The silent sound of my smiles And...
Pagan Rite
"life is what it is......"
You think you have hidden your faint smile of satisfaction as I come to you.... stand in the spot you have indicated. But I see it. I understand it. I will do what I must. My body glows pale and...
Words of Promise
"Wild unleashed thoughts"
Tell me, will you try to break me? The night brings pleasure, words of promise These last as long as the flutter of the Precious hummingbird’s wings Quickly to kiss, lips that pout, tears of pain Dripping from the windows...
the lee of the wall
"am i enough?"
i stand at the windowcoffee cup in handblowing out the stars one by one.the moon is full...still shining like a woman's bare beauty.it pulls at the ocean inside meand my breath matches the crashing waves.fingers move to the tide risingcausing...
The Sweet Tart Of This Old Guy
"With apologies to Byron Stokes who wrote the lyrics to “The Sweetheart of Sigma Chi"
When I get horny, as I always do When I read Lush stories written by you And I long to screw and make it last I call on you as I did in the past My sweet tart with your...
You taught me how to loveWith total reckless abandonYou ignited the fire inside of meMaking me weak beyond reasons.I learned how to love selflessly,Undauntingly and unconditionallyTo nurture a special feelingThat turned our hearts reeling.But soon I saw a different youA far...
This poem only available on Lush StoriesThis biting night is cold and lonesome:Echoes of the monstrous pastAre creeping up and nipping at me,My spirit terrified, aghast.The nails of fear are ripping through me,Slicing open hidden worries;Skin in shreds and bleeding...
How does it feel to be left wanting?To know what you need, but it’s just out of reach. No one to confide in, that safety net is gone; Do you feel big and strong, or do you feel meek? When...
An Old Flame Burns Still
"One that would probably have been better left unwritten"
I thought the fire had long ago died out. The heat of its flames left only in memory and it's ashes carried off by the winds of time that passed between us. I never dared believe I might find a still living sparkwhere once the roaring...