"Each morning, waiting and craving for my dear muse to come and be taken"
Again, I close my eyesand wait for you, Dear Muse,never knowing if you will comeand enter me today,and if you do, I have no notionwhat you will bring.I glance out at the eastern sky,at the orange glow then close my...
"An older man speaks to his young lover"
I won’t compare you to a summer’s day like Shakespeare did when wooing his true love, nor say impediments won’t mar the way our two minds meet or obstacles won’t shove our hearts apart and what we share won’t alter....
"A poem about the wonderful strangeness of our circumstance..."
You are a lovely, sweet and funny friend and being with you in these hours late at night is like a dream I wish would never end and so I savor every minute with delight. I do not know if...
"A philosopher rejects reason for passion"
I cannot hear the sound of falling leaves, nor can I see the wind that lifts these tid-bits from the ground; and never have I touched a sunbeam with my hand, nor looked at sweetness like a clipping on a...
"Thoughts of a Cyber Cavalier"
I’m the Cyber Cavalierleaping in the atmospherelusting after all the lassesand as many piece of assesas I flit from there to here--a Cyber Cavalier.Sometimes I like to lingeras I tease one with my finger.Others, I give fitsAs I lick their...
"An ode in praise of passion"
Oh passion let us grab what time is oursand leave our senses to the world below.Let us leap and run through fields of flowersand soar where lusty lovers need to go.Let us hold each other tightly in our armsand kiss...
"Cyber love in the ethereal world"
I come to you through time and spaceand somehow I can touch your faceand hold you close and kiss your lipsand suddenly I feel your hipsmove with mine as if you’re hereand in my mind the atmosphereof where I am...
"A playful fantasy with my lover..."
I want to fuck you like a slut— take you from behind, thrusting like a wild man. I want to make you mine. I want to pull your hair, spank you ‘til you scream, make you beg for more and...
"Sonnets written on New Year's Day about the disintergration of love"
Tenderly, I think of you, lovelierthan I have ever known. Your eyes sing,your voice dances, your hair, fluffierand wilder than when gypsies laugh and flingtheir hearts like tambourines and a fiddleplays. You dazzle me, but like a rainbowI can’t reach,...