About Adagio



I'm am what I am. I don't have a pulse for BS. I like to write in my spare time if I feel the spirit move me. I am not gifted, but I like the words. My style may not be what is the norm, but I write for my own amusement. With the assistance of some mods, I think I have developed into a respectful writer.

I spent twelve years in the USMC after college. Married a Canadian gal and open a chain of video shops. Luckily, i sold them before the bottom fell out. I now own a small bookshop in the deep south, located near a swamp. I also have a small share of a Blues Lounge.

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Books and people watching keep me busy. When writing, I enjoy collaborating with another writer.
I have collaborated with many here on Lush and also willing to converse about the different styles.

I'm not in the least interested in parlor tricks or playing patty-cake with egos.
Favorite Books:
One's I haven't read.
Favorite Authors:
Ones that hold my attention.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series
Favourite TV Shows:
Favorite Music:
Give me jazz like MJQ and Fourplay or give me blues like Bob Margolin and Stacy Mitchhart. Give me Sinatra, Celine Dion and Mel Torme. Give me Jerry Lee Lewis, Janis Joplin and the Stones. Give me Dwight Yokum, Garth Brooks and George Jones.


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Whatever seasons soft winds settle as poetic petals take flight Like a kite with butterfly wings with searchlights in the night As the Sabbath of dark awakes with my pen's ink and fettle And your smile unfurls a seductive kiss Like a spider's web on a bard's foolish satire As your lust spins a gossamer's silk Before the verses are writ from my mind's pillory     And moths are seduced...

Added 24 Feb 2018 | Category Erotic Poems | Views 227 | 2 Comments

Distance Of An Elbow

At a distance of an elbow only a breath away Feeling your touch in softness of life's bread Your hips rise to the Portobello tween your thighs With breasts swaying a Mendelssohn song   While the pendulum rung a non sequitur As embers of my heart lit a zephyr's match   With lips the essence of lust we catch As my old cock stuttered a silhouette Behind the lids of my feasting eyes On...

Added 22 Feb 2018 | Category Erotic Poems

My So-So

In midlife of my so-so as a sounder of the verse My mojo in high humidity on God's green earth A fledgling of the wings my poetry brings As sensuality is my equilibrium and forte When I'm inspired by the passion moon As fireflies dance behind the glass Reflecting the emeralds your eyes With a softness of an evening's breath As the stain of your lips caress my soul In midlife of my...

Added 18 Feb 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 495 | 5 Comments

Kickapoo Chorus

As the fallows gave into the trees And whispers of wind howled A shroud of the moon fell a dark siesta As the owls winked a covenant Of my awakening with a somber hoot In due course as I ride a crooked voice So aptly refrained in oaken woods  Swooning you an opus as fireflies rain down A chandelier as if coach lights feigning near In quaint sonata as my lips praise your bosom And as I feel...

Added 16 Feb 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 383 | 3 Comments

Of Bittersweet

While howling winds corralled my pen Poetically conceived in hibernation Bound by catechisms of erstwhile poets Who now rest in orchards of stones Bearing trees of souls in Valhalla Giving me seeds that sowed my oats As a silhouette of the impending dawn Gives breath as my penis yawn While howling winds corralled my pen Masturbating in stead of intercourse Because I lost my way...

Added 14 Feb 2018 | Category Erotic Poems | Views 309 | 2 Comments

Halo Of Wintergreen

I never heard the rain of shadow fall As if pollen of snow in Autumn called On the pane of my mind's sorrows As you touched my lips with a smile With a wee hint of melancholy As we danced a waltz of love Before the crecendo kiss On the pain of my mind's sorrows As darkness turns to tomorrows And the violets shed tears Anointing your halo of wintergreen Before the furrows freeze ...

Added 13 Feb 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 409 | 2 Comments

Wayfarer's Ghost

As the vermin of darkness prey upon my mind With a musk of the caribou in lust I tongue the licks of your cunt's salt Giving thee eternity befitting a shadow   Of my alter ego in copse of woods Among the thorns of a briars' patch As I bellow a Cornish lullaby   Fore dusk awakes your green eyes   With a hermit's meander of wayfarer's ghost    ...

Added 07 Feb 2018 | Category Erotic Poems | Views 403 | 3 Comments

It Don't Rain In Arizona

slippery_fingers: "What do you do for fun, and could you spread your pussy open?" Taffy: "Like this!" slippery_fingers: "That's nice."     Taffy: "Happy it meets your approval." * I was whoring myself out on the webcam to help pay for my university tuition. I thought of myself as an exhibitionist and not a prostitute, because I wasn't being touched or drooled on, just ogled. I had...

Added 20 Apr 2017 | Category Humor | Views 6,285 | 15 Comments


Several months had quickly gone past Since I had heard whispers calling my name And I had written them off as stressfulness   Due to my wife's unexpected passing     For she had been in the path of an influenza That was taking lives, and she became weaken And gave up her mortality for a slab of a stone Among other rocks in a field where she now rest And as the winds were howling...

Added 06 Feb 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 597 | 4 Comments

Back Seat Of Chevy

Before the Aspergum kicks in Relieving my pain of sinful tales Of a splinter in my woody From the backseat of a Chevy   As her toenails bebop on my cock And she strangles my hurdy gurdy With a IHOP pussy that locks Before the Aspergum kicks in And my testicles swell Of a splinter in my woody From the backseat of a Chevy As the syrup sticks to my knickers    ...

Added 03 Feb 2018 | Category Erotic Poems | Views 637 | 6 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Adagio

Staircase of Dreams

Like a staircase leading to gables of my crannie I in cups among the truss of my mind's rafters Like a satyr on two legs becoming the swill's goat Cossing over the moat of my poetic sanity With the aid of Merlin's wand in my hand And raptor's pen to defend my sins As you knee at my lap with a little toe tap With a seductive grip on my pawn Shedding your corset of whale bones Standing...

Added 15 Nov 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 564 | 15 Comments

My Wish

My wish for you is that you smile when you think of me And your days are filled with joy My wish is the distance won't always be there That we continue to grow together In the shelter of love   My wish is to be tangled up with you in sheets With metaphors of cohabitations As sensual rain falls before the calling of sins While dreams descend And your days are filled with joy  ...

Added 11 Nov 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 19 | Avg Score 5 | Views 702 | 20 Comments

Beauregard's Driveway

I felt a slight brush, an excuse-me touch beneath the awning of dark clouds a summer storm was brewing in Alabama with the devil's hammer banging loud   the Spanish moss hung deathly still the bees returned to their combs even the locusts gave up the ghost as the timid scurried to their homes   I'd stayed in town to avoid the rush and the air was...

Added 15 Mar 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 22 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,309 | 22 Comments

The Dripping of the Tallow

I feel the dripping of the tallow like a sting a fleeting thing burning shallow on my flesh I felt afresh the beating of my pulse like a drum calling each drop falling in a rhythm to convulse my febrile loins my cock enjoined to rise in propinquity to your lips as your hips slowly rose between my thighs in your hand a candle wavers waxen droplets clot burning hot as I melt beneath...

Added 14 Feb 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,388 | 24 Comments

The Touch

Your soft and gentle hands I feel on my skin Gasping with your touch I close my eyes In anticipation of your quest Wet luscious lips I feel on my nape Were you kiss me in shadows of dusk Moaning as your fingertips touch Warm breath I feel against my skin Shivering nipples posing erect And your beating heart The feel of your penis pressed against me Ecstasy between my parting thighs In...

Added 24 Sep 2014 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 19 | Avg Score 4.95 | Views 1,986 | 18 Comments

Recommended Read Neve and the Sandman

"In the repertoire of my being, that of a mortal with creative juices...I, The Sandman and sweeper of sensuality make my nightly journey to seek out the one female creature that I might make my own.” Neve read these words to herself, then said aloud, “The sweeper of sensuality huh? Not in my experience.” Neve sat back in her bed. The story was from one of those online sites that specialized...

Added 18 Apr 2014 | Category Supernatural | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,714 | 19 Comments

As a phoenix

  I burned like a wild fire crackling at first, at the origins. The brightest fire of them all, so naively I thought... But then I turned into ashes, my whole world was dry, his touch turned poisonous.. And I... I crawled in the corner, convinced that I was to be made By memories only. Pleasure of the past, forgotten, gone. No more arms to hold me. Where was that luscious taste? It is in...

Added 20 Dec 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 370 | 11 Comments

The Train And The Tunnel

The train had been coming for years, always passing through the tunnel with loving care. Its steam and smoke adding to the tunnel’s love for it, hugging the walls near. It passed so close to its walls it seemed to be scraping them, and providing them with noise, rubbing and loving the tunnel. The tunnel loved the train. When the train entered the tunnel, its big round light was bright,...

Added 10 Aug 2016 | Category Love Poems | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,112 | 27 Comments

Recommended Read Clarissa's Tattoo

Clarissa slipped into the room when he opened the door, almost giddy with anticipation. She had come from sunbathing at the pool, her body oiled and tanned, looking much younger than her forty years. “I almost didn't come,” she said, reaching her hands to him. “I'm glad you did,” he said. He touched his lips to her fingertips, and took her in his arms. She could feel the stiffness of his...

Added 26 Sep 2015 | Category Voyeur | Votes 24 | Avg Score 4.91 | Views 7,148 | 16 Comments

Rock me my baby

The garnishes of your kiss, Like soft breath touching my lips, Our fevered brow and hips, Sings stories of long ago. Medallions sparkle your eyes, While lust moans and passion sighs. Our thick and quivering thighs, Doing the Funky Chicken as hearts glow. As Father time carries onward ticking, And our lithe tongues caress and licking, Our bodies, all juicy love sticking, In reverent silence...

Added 29 Oct 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 16 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 1,686 | 16 Comments

Oranges and Plums, Part 2

Aditya's tongue darted in and out as she took a sip of wine and hissed. The guests in awe, that a slave would spit on a Raja. I motioned to my friend the marketer, he knew my signals. Three beautiful slave girls appeared in bridled wear of leather, a black half-faced mask with prickly pointed ears. A tail protruding from their asses as if horses. Aditya would be the fourth as she was fitted...

Added 12 Nov 2015 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,262 | 7 Comments

Like Memories Whisper

  Winter leaves of December Like memories whisper As they scurry about our once The garden of love now faded   Oh! how we danced The summer of our romance Now wilted petals And falling snow lay   Like memories whisper The coming of spring New petals of green And new dew   My thanks to Adagio Sabadicus for asking me to Co-Author this poem. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do. ...

Added 13 Jan 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,393 | 20 Comments

The Last Voyage Of The Henrietta Bone

An age when the world as we knew it was smaller, and there were lands still not discovered.  An age where the sea washed upon distant shores. It was no longer thought of as a square.  It, a majestic ship, constructed from the finest wood in the forest. Designed for transporting goods, or doing naval battle. Built with three masts, each towering a hundred feet, and it with a fuselage of...

Added 13 Jan 2017 | Category Historical | Views 5,829 | 29 Comments

The Story About George - Chapter Three - Snorkel and Grass

When George got home from the party, he took a nice hot shower. He wore his Loretta Lynn wig, but had a Green Bay Packer football helmet on also. He didn't want to lose the curls. The top of his helmet was growing grass, like a chia pet. Also, it had Bullwinkle antlers. It's not everyday that one sees a person with a snorkel and helmet taking a shower. It was either grass or some good...

Added 23 Mar 2016 | Category Anal | Views 6,038 | 13 Comments

The Story About George - Chapter One - Hot Pants

George Smart was just your average seventeen year old. He was kind of quirky and a virgin. He was looking to lose his virginity, but hadn't really had any offers. George had a lot to learn and needed somebody patient to show him the ropes. George's parents had asked their good friend Pamela to stay with them for a week. Pamela was their divorced friend. She needed a little time away from...

Added 16 Mar 2016 | Category First Time | Views 11,239 | 35 Comments

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