It's easier to tell this through a story,than to ever say it happened to me...Because as he steered through fog to his house,remembering the quiet as she first touched the buttons slowly coaxed from her blouse, names whispered as their...
poem
You took my hand softly at first, a partner in this cautious dance, spun through the unknown, gliding along, with, and through me. Just hold on tightly. Just listen to what my body will whisper to only you. How your...
And if you said come with you to the moon, I built it right this time, our starbound vessel. Speech would flee, rainbows would burst and smear the dull canvas I have slowly become. I'd start remembering things, wedding rings...
A Fairytale Ending!
"All I want is to be touched, to be loved and accepted for who I am."
I feel it deep insideLike a burning sensationSpreading through my chestA deeper desire for acceptance and loveTo find someone to share my lifeTo spend nights between the sheetsTo wrap me in her arms, or vice versaAnd provide kisses with whispering...
While you take whatever time you need, I learn how a name can crack and warm the heart in equally unquantifiable measures, and I try to make pages that will cut deeper the more ink pours out what my tongue...
We Are Not Poetry: A Sorrow Song
"Life is not poetry."
You my love are so well read. And, you read me like no other. I was print Now I am the curls and curves of script Written across the sky. The words you speak reach out to me, As the...
I'm on the cusp of whatever you really are, the truest center, the barest particle. I've been close before, but never like this, where all my secrets are yours and each one disrobes me, leaves me naked beyond clothes just...
A Perfect Fuck?
"One mind's imagination of the perfect fuck"
Like a beautiful flowerYour pussy blossoms to openDevouring anything that slides withinA cock, a finger - or two - even a tongueSoft flesh that quiversWith the flicker of a tongueTightness as your walls pulsateAround my fingers that slide withinThrustingIn and...
I see your name and face in everything, diagrams, architecture, uncharted oceans, candlelit shapes and the mysterious ionosphere, recesses that only dim in your absence. Where latitude and longitude split, where you once noted these fevers, no heat has yet...
As the year turns overand some things are put to rest, I made a list just for you. You always did love the things that were just ours to hold,beautiful vignettes that lit your eyes, dark scenes that clipped your...