I am alive again, in your memories
of good times and wilted roses
pressed to my heart with love
with a scent of yesterday's mourning
yet I'm still there next to you
silently as you sleep
Silently as you sleep
It's how I remember you best
Watching in solitude
Both lost in our dreams
and memories take on many forms
A scent, a smell, the sound of summer storms
Memories, not as such, but triggers? sure,
Of times rarely recalled from lives before.
A wisp of perfume in a store
Only a few days ago
Propelled be backwards through years
To a girl I used to know
For a flash emotions flew
Full-fleshed, fierce and fresh
As they had been, when new.
How do they DO that?
By the approaching, time-drawn curtain
Closed eyes, wishing it were not so
We both know our time is naught
And yet we fill the stage
My lines known true
Written by my hand
Still frozen upon my lips
A glance your way
You smirk then smile
Crying out new words
Leaving me where I cannot go
Leaving me where I cannot go
Here, with no exit in sight
I am stranded upon the stage
With no way to end my plight
Trapped in this burlesque circus
Slowly removing all my clothes
In front of an audience so wild
Demanding more and more to show
The last item now dropped aside
Covered only by a shred
And now that whisked away -
And I awaken in my bed
And I awaken in my bed
Again. At half-past three.
Dreams of cataracts and rain
Make me get up and pee.
Subconscious coded messages
And only fools resist them
An evolutionary magic
Early warning system.
A Darwinian edge
It must be said
Accrues if you don't
Wet the bed.
For keeping mates and spreading seed
Continence is your best shot
They won't remain for you to breed
After sleeping in the wet spot.
After sleeping in the wet spot
because the outside was too hot,
she opened her eyes and saw this
young stud standing naked next to
the bathtub and having her do
the sucking chore with hands on his
cock until she's out of the tub
and letting his firm, stiff rod rub
the one spot nobody would miss.
After sleeping in the wet spot
My butt is wrinkled and wet
Off to the shower I flee
And I may need a gimlet
"Thy Fount", I declaim
With fervor not artificial
"Needs a stout cut-off valve
Which would be quite beneficial"
Of course, said valve would also stop
Not only golden storms
But also that which doth result
Between prostrate forms
So thy urologist should undertake
Pipe-fitting so very fine
To keep at bay the golden drips
And the other not confine
And the other not confine
As one hand wanders, freely
So that both are quite in play
Giving pleasure, ideally
And forget not the lips
And tongue used, artfully
Forth to tease and coax delight
As we couple, readily
As we couple readily
Our bodies writhing in dance
as we melt together
Moaning songs of pleasure
Our hearts brimming over with lust
as we fall deeper
into our heaven that consumes us like hell.
Into our heaven that consumes us like hell
came this beautiful blonde who looked with a smile
at us and her motive was easy to tell.
After she tossed her clothes into this one pile,
my wife and I slipped off our robes and stood in
front of her with my cock stretching out a mile.
Then, she came closer and drilled her fingers in
my wife's pussy while she rode my stone hard dick
harder and faster until I came within.
And even though I performed that little trick,
we looked down and saw that part of me still thick.
Into our heaven that consumes us like hell
The fires of fierce pleasure burn
'Tis not the time for soft, sensual love
But rather for primal passion yearn
Our needs cry for immediate release
As hands caress and lips devour
Bodies react with tremors of delight
As we share this lustful power
Wetness shared upon lips and fingers
Traced from intimate founts
Scent and taste fuel the flames
As together we writhe and jounce
As together we writhe and jounce
Bodies moving in unnatural natural ways
Extend an arm
Twist of a wrist
And touch another's flesh
Without a word all knowledge passes
With so much more to learn
With so much more to learn
I am blessed for my youth
With lessons learned each day
And with whom I’ll stay away
The ones that say they love you
But really won’t
And the ones that make promises
And really don’t
So soon the slate is wiped clean
And there’s 2020 vision to be seen
Just keep moving ahead
And never look back
Just keep on smiling
Is all one can do
As each day passes
I’ll still miss you
I’ll still miss you
Even though you have chosen
to never look back
Ive never broke a promise
i have made to you
But since your choice is made
Ill move on my way
Wishes you the best
In all the rest
My friendship was real
I wish you could have seen
How I truly felt
Behind the melted mask
Behind the melted mask
Is a face that feels defeated
Lessons get learned, then unlearned
but they always leave their mark
Causing a scar tissue heart
But somehow I can always save myself
From a love that's gone on uncaring
With loves devotion trampled on
everything becomes a world of plastic
And for a moment I feel a sigh
That leaves me with the never ending why..
That leaves me with the never ending why,
The whorls of our daily lives;
We just have to shake our heads and sigh
And pluck out these evil knives.
No physical injury has occurred,
'Tis all within our thoughts;
But pain, most real, still lingers
And ties us up in knots
So let us seek ourselves to free
And become more lighthearted
Casting 'round for better times
Sailing seas for us uncharted
Sailing seas for us uncharted
Embarking on another new year
We'll taste the salt and burn of sun
With eyes upon a not yet seen shore
Cool water underneath our feet
Each splash a promise of more
That our tide is true and swift this day
On our never ending cruise
On our never ending cruise
As our hands sail o're each other
Pleasure destinations visited oft
With touch and kiss to smother
The New Year offers sweet rewards
As our voyage will proceed
Discovering exotic ports of call
Where delights are guaranteed
Where delights are guaranteed
And promises never broken
Oh to be in such a wonderland
Where once the map was right at hand
Passing days may change our appearance
But never the weight upon the heart
Of delights withheld and promises forgotten
Yet still we deny our endless part
Yet still we deny our endless part
As though we could somehow change
We're now bound together as one
Through life's attempt to disarrange
Would we have it another way
Where we could deftly fly asunder?
As I muse upon this thought
Sometimes I do but wonder
But steadfast, still, we continue on
Our life's journeys intermixed
For how e're flow the tides
We still remain transfixed
We still remain transfixed
Holding breath
Revealing nothing
Hoping less
And yet...
And yet...
By bits so lilliputian
The barriers begin to fall
As more and more's revealed
Driven by the siren's call
Driven by the siren's call
The captain sails on
Counting on waves
To lift and rise above
Rocks aiming to tear
The last of love's despair
The last of love's despair
Fades into the gathering spray
With the bright star of future joy
Rising to guide us along the way
The course is firmly steered
The destination's distance waning
On landing what will we find
After all our stalwart straining?
After all our stalwart straining,
I finally saw her taking
off her clothes in order to let
me turn her around and give her
such a hard anal fuck other
guys would be unable to get
to do with any woman and
let loose this big and long cum strand
into her as one guy could get.
After all our stalwart straining
As our arms frail with all our might
For now the tide has turned
And we're swept against it all
Gulp a lungful of sweet air
Try not to drown letting it out
Remember we will float on water
It's panic that drags us down
