Love Poems
As broad as the ocean,My brain filled with emotion,Of what I feel,Fiction and real.My imagination wild,Not quite like a child,But with some bits and pieces,My thinking never ceases.As loose,As a freely running goose,Full speed through the meadow,My thoughts just flow.All...
I think I found me a sexy little thing;I hope he is for real and wants to have a fling.Give me your ass baby I will worship it so fine;I will take such good care of you; you will want...
Your Beautiful Mouth
"A short poem to celebrate fellatio."
This is my first, and still somewhat poor, attempt at a poem. Not my usual style, but hopefully striking a chord.Dropped to your knees, Your eyes dark with lust, Locked onto mine, suspended in time, Open and waiting, red circle...
The bond that holds two people together is not always a strand of silk, But a length of rope, rough and course… Whatever the bond, it is neither stronger nor weaker than The two people who would have it so…...
When I think of what has gone to waste;It leaves me with an awful distaste. How could an ass that is so fine;Remain untouched for the rest of time? Hidden in the closet oh so deep;Someone is missing out on...
There's a place in my kitchen,Where your old hat hangs.And every time I pass there,Your perfume fills my lungs.My dustbins are out by the gate,The milk bottles stand by the door.My daily came yesterday, And washed the kitchen floor.It's seven...
FoundationGoing through the motions,with no ending in sight.One looks toward the heavens,in the hope for insight.The sun rays cast down,as the earth hesitates.It struggles, it breaks,Yes, ... even making mistakes.Wait, start over,holding the line.Achieving the outcome,that becomes one's in time.Remember...
There are all types of men that want to be with me;But the sweetest ones I have come to see,Are my young lovers yes I have two;They have no baggage they are devoted and true. I am seen as a...
Perilous Trust
"Because I can be very foolish sometimes"
It’s so easy to trustSo much easierThan to think the worst Am I blind?Stand I in this den of iniquity And see only saints? My lonely soul sees no evilThis den is full of lonely soulsConnecting, dividing, scarring Believe in...