The sun in the skyIs not the only sunshine in my lifeHer radiance squeals with delightHer excitement as limitless as the bright blue yonder And when you hear her voice Those honeyed tones that wrap around my heart Should you ever feel her...
Love Poems
Here I stand,Bound to you,Chained by history,Restrained by love. Your words strike me,Ripping through my flesh,Marking me with your pain. I alone take it,Welcoming your rage,Encouraging the hurt,All for your comfort. She is rebellious and mocking,Backing you into a corner,Needing to lash out...
The searing heat between usis both somehow ephemeraland reaching into something eternalbut may be a spirit that begins to pull away and elude us with agewhen we always swear we needto just feel something more. And it scares me to think this,that...
Final Retreat
"Solitude"
As the world ceased to be. Mankind's chickens. Had come to roost.People marching.Screams for answers.CNN on 24/7 blaring. As I packed my gear,I saw what had begun.What was now the norm.Fear.Panic. Returning to animal law. One last look aeound,As I closed the front door.Helen Tobias...
Baby: hold me close closecloseTill I tread upon yourtoesBaby: hold me tight tighttightTill, within your arms, IfightHow your hands are cold coldcoldWishing they had me tomoldHow my legs do kick andsquirmWanting something thick andfirmNow know I am far farfarFrom those...
My eyes shut tightlyNot wanting to seeBut my ears refuse deafnessTo his changing tune The song I thought was oursHe sings to anotherHis words play sharpPiercing my heart My feet stumbleTripping over each otherUnable to keep timeWith the irregular beat The music stopsSilence...
Staring at our reflection,as he softly caresses my hips.I am struck with an unwavering submission, that I am all his.All his to take whenever he chooses,no matter where we are.Only his is my ultimate desire,my wish on every star.I'm his and he craves...
I watch her From my vantage point Yes, she knows I’m there Her eyes closed Listening to stuff Through her earbudsFor a moment I ponder Who she listens to What words course through her mindHer legs part As her fingers delve deep Gone the vibeShe wants to feel her fingers Her head...
I close my eyesI see your velvet lipsTheir folds entice me Excite me My fingers dance Dipping in and out between your lips Scrolling between Then pausing here and there My palm rests on your monsPressing down As finger curl And part your inner sanctuary Curling and flexingThey flutter...
Why is it that Rodin’s masterpieces are still the idols of artistic aweBecause his touch has become the prototype found in all beautyLike in the sculpted dance of a priceless angelWhere we’re both inside her every movementBecause her movements are...