Young women…yes, we were! Our love knew no milesWe loved to make contact dailyFor a kiss, cuddle and smiles Every day I looked at your profileMy love for you was strongI expected one day to get engagedAnd now know that was oh!…so...

Today I warmed my handsPoured oil on themAdded some oil to her form and beganThe slow caress of her bodyEach inch of skinAbsorbs the oil and my touchEach caress of my fingersEasing away the cares of her worldTaking herTo our...

feuille de rose

"Oral cornucopia delivers ecstasy."

so suppleyet so omnipotentdoesn’t it scare youmouth wide openperked and readynostrils juicingwith hazy changesas I live throughthe sparkling seasonsof wintry lividsthrough crude crimsonsto pleasant purplesbaking on the tipwhere I am dyingin the oyster darknesswhose stem is the sourceof a river...

Where Phyla and Anima Twain

"Classical Period chivalry and heroism meet defeat over a woman of purpose."

To another era I travelIn pursuit of all principle.Who knows what will unravelWhen finally, I reach the temple,Where all purpose is encapsulatedIn its dome of the all meaningful.The last frontiers, now contaminatedFrom happenings, in the last life, full.Hopefully, before I’m...

I read your wordsWords that come from withinWords which share your very presenceWords that you allow to be seenYet somehow I crave more I long to hear your voice ,Words tumbling forthYour breath catchingas you speak from the depth within I want...

In this moment nothing will satisfyBut you You know who you are So I want to live this momentExtravagantly You know what I want For in you, I come aliveAnew When I close my eyesI feel your presence with meI can taste your scent on...

Consecration Of The Ultrafeminine

"Using body worship to show love."

My thoughts of you are always a lost battleground,For poetry is a truth found not in the ordinary woman.A decade I’ve emptied, a lifetime I’ll explore and aboundAgainst each season’s tempest, glaze and sun,Until I embrace the glimmer of glory...

Now I can remember how we met this way...The city was raining and the bus churned onand the engine always felt unstoppable,forever rumbling and going nowherebut she sat by me and I don't knowif it was the just the first...

Through time and distancesand in your case other arms,we have become strangers,strangers who politely refuseto acknowledge each other.I would have not ended this, would not have betrayed you,would not have strayed from you,would not have left you at all.So so many...

Same Old Song

"We all dance to our own beat"

The music plays softly in the backgroundMy hand in yours as we dance to the musicOur bodies move together perfectly across the floor The song is the beginning of our soundtrack Melodies and memories of our passion filled night Our dreams intertwined with...