The Orange Rose

"A poem with a story of a woman who loves her husband even as she lets another man have her."

Familiar red rose with its thorns long since dulled, lulled, safe and secure,In its vase, in its comfortable place, sure.The good man of her vows who stood fast by her side, abides, dependably tied to the love of his life.Unsullied...

A Snapshot Of Bliss

"An intimate moment of time"

Her aroused scent fills the air. It glosses my face and my lips while its sweet taste fills my mouth. Lying before me, her legs are up and straight, trembling against my chest. She is in heat, glistening with sweat,...

A Lost Love

"A poem about the beauty and fragility of life"

Sitting on his lap,I caress his wrinkles.The sprinkles of rustThat line his skin.They tell a story,Only I can see.Of how the boy he once was,Became the man of my dreamsHis vessel has withered But his soul shines through.The crow's feet...

Forbidden Word

"Two lovers, for whom the word Love is forbidden."

Thoughts are words, but words are not thoughts,So is the language between lovers,A cauldron simmering with word and thought A potion brewed, whose aroma is pleasureLover, learn my deepest thoughts.The forbidden word, Ensconced in her spiritual prisonThe iron trellis reaching high and...

Crazy For You

"A Poem of Love"

Don’t want to hold you forever.That’s not long enough for me.I need to burn in your fire,Feel your warmth for eternity.When the world gets dark and lonely,You’re my candle in the night.Northern star wrapped in velvet,You are my guiding light.Crazy,...

Box Of Wonder

"Out of reach"

So close, yet so far away Don't know if I can stand another day.I long to hold your mesmerizing face,And on my lips, your kiss I taste. You've got me trapped in a box of wonder,Our bodies together, no matter who is...

“Where red arrives”

"Where red arrives..."

"Where red arrivesI see no more wavesSmashing against hard cliffsWhere red arrivesI see thunder becoming peacefulLike bees searching for honeyAlong a monochrome fieldDuring the most sublimeOf these everlasting sunsets.Where red arrivesI see no more movementsPenetrating in your hard legsWhere red...

I never liked Halloween. We didn’t celebrate it when I was young. It was the Devil’s day after all.What I do like is autumn. It heralds the coming of the Holidays, so I put out pumpkins to celebrate. Orange, white,...