About Adagio

Biography

"I ONCE MET A PERSON WHO KNEW IT ALL, AND NOTHING MORE."

I am my own person and don't subscribe to Silliness Inc. I write for the enjoyment and to express in my own way. I haven't the time or interest in bantering about drama and fantasies.

I own a small bookshop and there I spend my time, when not gathering wool for other adventures.

Please, do not tack porn to my walls.

Name:
Adagio
Sex:
Male 
Sign:
Capricorn
Relationship Status:
Married
Local Time:
22 May 2017 13:40
Interests:
Books and trying to understand what makes people tick. Usually their tick is not tocking right time. A news junkie and scribbler when time allows me.
Favorite Books:
Ones that I have yet to read.
Favorite Authors:
Ones that have character and dream.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series
Favourite TV Shows:
CNN and PBS
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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24 Jan 2013
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22 May 2017
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Cocoon Of Darkness

I became a poetic jester Caught again in the Devil’s dark embrace, Jerking madly on the end of his line, Naked except for his sack of pleasures From which I take lascivious baubles In which to enfold my pulsating core, Until I spill the essence of my soul In burning streams of his philosophy. Oblivious to good I am constrained To dance to the hotly throbbing rhythms Of his...

Added 21 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 495 | 11 Comments

An Erstwhile

As is the passion of sweet gilded flowers Gilded flowers pressed in my memories As you tat lace with a figurene smile That can't be broken  I feel lust brewing my porridge And your kiss of scented musk While your love fills my chest As roving soft fingers forage Inspiring my poety's quest Bringing discern an erstwhile Of years past That can't be broken...

Added 19 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 518 | 10 Comments

Hard-Bone

As if hard-bone china rising Rising to strike like a cobra My cock drools it's silky concoction Cascading downward Downward into a pool of it's ooze Like a looking-glass reflecting As I stretch the glands Masturbating it's equations For my mind's geometry On a square of spatter As I charm it with my hands And your lips embellish it's fondue 'Fore a roguish grin of sin Cascading downward As...

Added 17 May 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Views 522 | 13 Comments

Whatnots

My love for you is true and sincere With scented flowers of hollyhocks As the soft winds blow With the pinion of my pen Encompassing a shadowing shrine For your everlasting beautiful divine On a stone's tablet I define While scribing in poetic tongue With the lips of my yum I toast the host you have brought As dusk pass upon the shawl  Of a dawning's awakening We will kiss a morning's dew As...

Added 11 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 623 | 11 Comments

By The Tinker

Enamored by the tinker As chimes quell a rumination And the incense whisper Waftures of poetic adoration As the winds of my mind Scribble a soft mellow On a quilt of green Of our love's bailiwick Enamored by the tinker    ...

Added 09 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 536 | 7 Comments

A Very Good Happy

I wasn't having a very good happy, as my marriage sank into sunset. The pressures of everyday life and my poor judgment caused a divorce. She ran off with a pinstripe suit and I was left with maxed out credit cards, as the judge signed the decree. Now a year and 250 miles from Atlanta. With new tattoos, saddle back shoes and jeans. I wished to retain a bit of my conservatism by wearing...

Added 07 Nov 2016 | Category Exhibitionism | Views 4,896 | 16 Comments

Deep Bend Willow

Penning your splendor with poetic ardor With a touch of a shadow's smile Kissing beneath a deep bend willow As the moon winks with an eclipse On a warranted token of our love As a picayune of locust fiddle A waltzing twiddle of our robust   As shards of stars blink   With a touch of crystal raining down    We dance on a luminous fescue crown   In the gardens of our sundown Kissing...

Added 07 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 595 | 10 Comments

Old Thirst

As is the passion of sweet gilded flowers Dried petals pressed in my memories You tat lace with a figurine smile That can't be broken  And as I feel lust brewing my porridge With your kiss of scented musk And roving soft fingers foraging Your love fills my chest Inspiring my poetry's quest As you bring an old thirst Of years past          ...

Added 05 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 634 | 13 Comments

A Spell Of Caffeine

At a phantom of the professing clock While falling under a spell of caffeine With a silkiness of cream moistening my lips As the aroma wafture a new day rising Sipping the joe with an eagering smile As I contemplate your rationally From swooning eyes and morn wise  Given my dubious past of obscurity   And as my phobias take a hiatus From the crumbs of day old dread And the nether lands...

Added 04 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 520 | 9 Comments

Cheer With Me

A watershed of my mind came to me in thought Immersed in wonder as I felt your warm breath  As randomly your fingers touched the bristles My heart quelled a love true With an amorous briar of scent as my credo Fire on my grate's libido kindled desires As your kisses rained down a summer's sweet Like a cacao And when the fire ebbs a midnight tide Surfing winds of lust poetically inspired I...

Added 02 May 2017 | Category Love Poems | Views 556 | 12 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Adagio

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 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 676 | 20 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 927 | 24 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 814 | 27 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 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,574 | 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 19 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,304 | 18 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 22 | Avg Score 4.9 | Views 6,526 | 15 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 17 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 1,472 | 17 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 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,755 | 8 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 4,031 | 28 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 23 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,139 | 22 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 5,507 | 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 10,395 | 36 Comments

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