"Inspired by a recent lover..."
It’s early and still dark outside I wake from yet another restless sleep Tossing and turning Thoughts of you racing through my head Aching And in need of a release I close my eyes again And let the feeling wash over me...
"Inspired by a recent cyber lover named Michael...just couldn't get enough of him..."
I fulfilled a fantasy of mine this afternoon…Once again, I find it hard to concentrate at work Phone calls to return Deadlines looming Proposals pending All temporarily parked as my mind turns to you Butterflies flutter violently in my belly...
"Finding the balance the balance of syntax and symantics for the words of love.."
I am the unsent scarlet letter. Tucked somewhere between Revelations and Acts In her family bible. The one you don't subscribe to. Worn at the edges, Handwriting faded...and still looking for a stamp or a lightening bolt from the heavens....
"A Rondelet Poem"
Satisfaction... our darkness illuminated ...satisfaction... I smile, inhale and sit jaded. The light bounces off of your skin, beasts released from deep within. Satisfaction! I needed that. My smoke dances through the still air. I needed that. The love made...
"for my friend, with apologies to William Carlos Williams"
so much depends upona red lace brassierreon a bare torsoabove the white skirting.
"Inspired by a submissive angel"
You will surrender to me Not by my restraints… Nor my force But your own sinful needs Your dark fantasy awaiting When you surrender to me Your game of playing naive, now over My playful whore Wanting eyes tell more...
I miss you.You left, as you should, with every right and every reason. And asked me to find my answers. I expected the pain, but not the loneliness.This time, it made sense, and it feels right. Except...I wish that it...
You don’t know what it does to me;Getting exactly what I want to see. Your dreamy eyes and strong jaw line;They make me wet and the temperature climbs. All I do is ask and you always give;Every moment with you...
"The romance of a simple kiss.."
And a quick pulse deepens in the sheltered arbor of a dream. And in it, I watch you sleeping in my bed. Rhythmic muscled rise and fallOf a mans soft, deep breathing. The sharp lean edge of a well defined...
