How Love Grows

"Oh, the games people play"

They play a game.The room is warm, sunlight dappled, comforting.Frangipani scent on the breeze.The bed is firm, cool, welcoming.Final rays of dusk spread through bamboo curtains into their chamber.They strip.Not yet aroused.His cock flaccid, drooping, tempting.Her pussy firm, closed, enticing.She knows the game.She lies...

And Really All They Wanted

"They simply wished to share"

So tired as you approach the very endYou roam inside with gentle wondering.Consider if you really want it all,To do it one more time or even more.To do romantic things that fill your days,To love the ones you loved and love some moreTo cry and kiss and kiss...

Drip, Dripping Away

"The night is dripping, drifting away, from dusk to dawn"

It's not the drippingthat I always hearit's just the moaning in her sleep resting here beside meThe faucet often awakens me as wellMy sleepless nightswe spend together as she restivelywalks in mysterious dreamsunknown to meAnd I hear the drippingknowing it must...

Songs of Seasons from the Past

"Love is singing in our senses"

Hear the melodies of seasons from the pastHum along the verdant pathways in my mindSubtle tempers of the yearsThat may echo with a chantingWith ballads of gentle cooing in my ears WarblingPurring with seduction in my earsLike the insects They are chirpingThey are whirringAs I listenAs I hearHeeding all the soothing callingThey are...

So Many Secrets

"No one may ever know"

So many secrets, so many lies,So many times we hid from their eyes.Something about you, elegant grace,Drew me to try to light up your face. When will you seek me, when will you come.When may we speak up, stop playing mum.Watching the finches, flutter and feedOutside my...