Box of Sorrow

"Something sad to hide away"

There's a box beneath my bed, Full of words I never said,Letters that I wrote in vain,Wrapped in ribbon, tied in pain.Every night, I hear it call,From the shadows, down the hall,A whisper from the past, so clear,A melody of every...

Linger On

"A poem."

Linger on, your bright blue eyes, your Buddha smile,and new morning highs.Leave with me that sensual glance, the quiet miles,and the provocative Gypsy dance.Let us keep thoughts of intertwining lips, garbled whispers,and slip-sliding hips,remembering the joy, the louder laughter, the...

Precious Moments

"To experience the feelings of someone's sensual touch."

Fingers combing through her hair.Kisses placed atop her head,She inhales a sigh so deeply.A whimper escapes her lips.Her senses at their sharpest,She feels her goosebumps rising.Like a single waterdrop on her skin,A tingle flows down her spine.She can’t but gasp...

My first roommate in college. Then the other two...First Pride LA, 1970. Those nasty good diesel dyke fingers in the alley behind Annie's Whole...The sweet bruises after Sheila's roller disco orgy...Chi Lee and her whole anime latex thing...My private vagina...