Bossy Bitch such arrogance hath theeI wonder now if thou can seeThe irony here between usThou art now a prisoner Subject to my naughty museForcefully submitted to amuseWith toy and fingers to looseNow scream and moan While I play with...
poetry
Love’s last quatrain
"Occasionally, even little pigs may recognise pearls amid their sty"
I built a poem from Lego bricks Perfection! Not a hole to fix Each room I filled with emptiness Each plastic rhyme with hopelessness * Hey, lover! (who builds poems from sticks) I built a poem from Lego bricks He...
Shudder, moan, stretch and clench As my fingers play and writhe In the slippery chasm Of your feminine divide Then feel it fill with me To orgasmic heights The intimacy of sharing Our most personal delights No pre-tense nor deception...
Try to inconspicuous be Though from your inhibitions You've been set free Here in view but out of sight You feel my subtle rhythmns Beneath the bubbles such delight Passersby may look and smile Ignorant of naughty goings on Unless...
Elusive, cunning, playful spirit Seductively dancing in my mind Naked, beautiful temptress divine Natural of super quality, flawless Chased eternally by Satyr-like desire If caught, such pleasure indescribable More than lust, more than touch Such wonderful sex plagues the mind...
That familiar sparkle in your eyes Sending tingles through the air Shivers running down your back As my fingers find erogenous sparks Your perfume lures and seduces My tongue conducts a sensual symphony Controlling your voice, your breath The music...
I want forever with you-- If I walk Next to you Will you guide me each day? If I singYour favorite songWill you listen to me now? If I stayIn your armsWill you love me forever? If I rubYour back tenderlyWill you...
Romeo and Juliet… Revisited
"A modern look at Romeo and Juliet"
Let me tell you a story about two young lovers, A tragic love story, been told by many others. The servants of Montague, and of Capulet, Fought for their Masters, sometimes until death. Escalus warned them not to breach the peace...
Sweetest Secret
"Lovers always have secrets..."
You are my secret My sweetest secret Your warm breath on my face, Before… The first slight touch... The first rush of heat... Soft lips, dancing, exciting. The taste of new passion, Warm, tingling and euphoric... Melting into another plane...
This is the love poem It may be the last love poem So grab it and run with it Grab it and run That was what it was like, Remember? Like running to catch that Rollercoaster That good and exciting...