Sometimes I want it to hurt.Something dark glimmered in your eyeswith moonlight washing over warm skin stillglistening from early fragrant rainfall,the sheen of a passed summer storm,tremulous hands began to reach outas if touching for the very first time.I could...
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I went north to burn youas winter touched the landto light the pyre alone as you would've wanted,not as a woman or a soldier.But that which only death can tamehere where things no longer grow.And a part of my heart will forever...
Standing, huddled, in the rain. It’s three AM.Her body couples to mine and mine to hers,Like tireless magnets,Connected by some infinite, impalpable force.Our sky is a misty, glowing amber streetlight haze,And our lust,Just a metaphor of something better.A steady rain...
See Yourself As I Do
"When you wish someone could see you as you see them"
See Yourself As I Do “I am not pretty” She says this to me But with every dagger her words throwI see only her overwhelming beauty “My freckles are ugly”She says with convictionLike they don’t decorate her skinLike each star lights up the midnight...
Neaera’s Epitaph
"Alas, the many erotic stories that are forever lost to us!"
Neaera's Epitaph An imaginary fragment from 'The Lives of Famous Whores' of Gaius Seutonius Tranquillus. Not in this soil but elsewhere, passer-by,The bones of lusty Neaera lie.Beloved of Venus, the kindler of desire,Her's was the gift, her's the sacred fire!Her beauty; the...
Sex, Flowers, and the Erosion of Sanity
"A mirror."
Zephyr whispersa storm of symbolsand an overture of falling leavesdances through her,going to groundlike scattering thieves.Condensation on her lipssweet as ambrosiafrom acorn caps and orange blossoms,kissed by aromatic absinthe.It is the nectar of this existencewhose flower isdesire.Cloaked by mist,resting in...
You would do well to listen.Hear her stories and I don't just meanthe smallest details even though youshould commit them to memory,take note of the electricity in her eyes,beautiful hues we have no true spectrum for,the change in her cadence...
I want to watch the world explodefrom deep within your core,to see and move like you do.And I wonder what you glass now,those orbs burning with need as my back meets cool night grassand the sudden jolt surges with your heat enveloping...
Pit Stop
"Poem about a secret pee moment of a woman."
frantic needeyes searchingpotential relief foundrunningrushingdancingdrippingwiggling and worriedWill anyone see?Does she even care?Does she even dare?Need too greatLooking around one more time... She pulls down her pantsthe denim rough and tightpanties silken and already damppushing them down she squats on the ceramic potted plant Release Sweet...
Long legs of paradise Wrapped around my world Trapped in a nightmare Of a beautiful girl Hips moving in danceMoans of ecstasy My eyes can’t stop I’m lost in misery Where did time goHow are we here I can’t stop the pain It’s like you don’t care We bought these...