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Restless

Twisting, turning, she can’t find sleep. Tired, yet restless, All her thoughts are with him, Longing for his kisses, His touches that awaken her body And reaches inside her soul, Making her come alive. Her insides feel like a smouldering volcano, Molten lava in her veins. She knows he can’t be with her tonight, He can’t bring her to the edge, Then letting her body erupt, ...Read On

8

Is It Futile

Is it always going to be useless? Will she ever really understand? Has the truth been lost in the mist of misunderstanding? Tomorrow, she will get it. Tomorrow, she will get me. Tomorrow, she will know all. Tomorrow, I will not feel the futility. Until then Until that time Until she understands Until she gives me succor I will continue. Go on. Make do. Never give up, never give in. ...Read On

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Four Poems of Farewell: Don Quixote to His Lady

Poem 2 of Poems of Farewell

On bended knee I bow, madam. I have charged over hills, my helmet gleaming, and fought heroically in the madness of my love for you. I have galloped hard and leaped high walls, your name bleeding down my chin. I have sung your name to the stars, madam, sonnets torn from my heart, as I rode toward the sky on my stallion. I have served you well, madam, a worthy knight-errant ...Read On

15

The Power Of Conversation

Having that talk isn't always the best thing

The power of conversation Who needs a church Love and lust Doesn't always work I explain That I've felt rejected Now you hate That you neglected The love I feel I put down in rhyme But I've established Maybe is no longer mine? I don't know I think its over Can it work now You were my four leaf clover It's one sided Is what I told you You hated yourself ...Read On

5

Helene of Troy

In praise of Helen of Troy

Helen of Troy  Spartan Queen Hair of Spun Gold I will always love you Your sensual beauty will never grow old Skin the colour of warm honey Soft and velvet touch I cry for you Wish I had been able to have given you love Woman to woman They say your face launched a Thousand ships Is that true? I only know my heart bleeds for you Queen of Sparta ...Read On

5

Shards Of Glass

a few words about broken dreams

It is all just broken shards of glass now. The colors that shone so brightly are dull and dead. The patterns had made such beautiful images, how I miss them. Each image was a promise of endless bright days and nights to come. Now it’s just a jumble of jagged lines. There is no one with me to hear, but I bravely speak. “I should pick them up, try to clean up the mess.” I try, but they cut...Read On

2

Saga of Swain And Coquette (1)

Time and again our paths bisect, for you are neighbour next door, occurred to be a women of intellect. And I a swain from obscure moor. Every time we greet, our eyes meet, wish I can tell you all my thoughts. Now I scribe on a sheet in night sweet, of your beautiful busty buxom delights My visions belittling choice words chosen, to portray, mesmerizing, marvelous, you. Wonder if all words...Read On

2

Cabaret Girl

A predatory stripper uses young men

The backstage pass Came as a surprise You wanted to see me I had to surmise Our eyes were locked During your set While you stripped bare My appetite, whet I was only eighteen Never been to a show You, twenty-three Used to the flow Young men were your passion In cabaret bars Where you'd flaunt your wares Building memoirs I pushed through the curtain Of your dressing room You stood...Read On

7

Abandonment

Reflections of what you have left behind

I await your return, like a puppy left alone in the dead of night The eyes that shed teary waterfalls, of abandonment The beating heart, that once leapt into bundles of joy Now resolved to curling up, to provide warmth in this harsh of winter's night You walked away without words, leaving me without warning of no return The thundery crashes of noises around me, that offer shaking instability...Read On

10

How Can It Be Me?

How can it be me, When I don't know where I stand? How can it be me, When I shy away from love's demand? How can it be me, That you choose to call your love? How can it be me, When I stop my good for bad? How can it be me, When I have gone wrong before? How can it be me, That deserves such love from you? How can it be me? Because darling, I just don't see....Read On

15

Wanting

As I think of you ...

I said it was only lust as we walked hand in hand. The feel of your palm against my palm melts deep within me. Makes me rub my palm to yours even harder.  As I wanted more. I said it was only lust as we kissed lips to lips. The feel of your lips against my lips ignited a fire deep within me. Makes me kiss you even harder. As I wanted more. I said it was only lust as I wrap my arms around...Read On

17

A Place Out of Time

someone else thought it good enough to be here, so here it is.

Lost Speak and be Heard, I hide in Shame, The Death of Desire, And I am to Blame. A Voice is Silenced, It's Death screams out, My world torn apart, Left in Doubt. Hope and Despair, War from Within, When will it finish? Where does it Begin? Acceptance and love, Could have been mine, If I hadn't been Lost, In a Place out of Time....Read On

2

esoterically

spider smiles

Obviously be mine. As the pendulum smiles. She come's to me in shadows dust, and fallen webs into my sleep. I am her mental slave, my mind and body fessed.   My cock bound by shadows silk as she milks.  Obviously be mine. As the pendulum smiles. I am but a nave in her darken abyss. Knowing that I am not able to stray. I am her slut of a bodied man. My cock bound by...Read On

8

The Death Of A Friendship

A friendship dies.

The death of a friendship is an ugly thing, you feel its cruel sting. The spot they held feels empty and cold, missing are stories untold. The times you shared, the way you cared, memories lost, all just tossed. The death of a friendship is hard to swallow, it makes you want to scream and holler. Everything undone, as you watch the setting sun. Promises made, promises broke, the...Read On

2

If It Isn't Me

If it isn't me you're looking for, Then you're just playing with my heart, If it isn't me you're looking for, Then I need a new start, If it isn't me you're looking for, Then it is time for me to go, If it isn't me you're looking for, Before you ruin a work of art, If it isn't me you're looking for, I need to know quite soon, If it isn't me you're looking for, Then I'll sit and...Read On

10

Caring for her Sir

With a soft whisper into the night, Feel better, my Sir...

He always looks after her, Cares for her, Making sure all her needs are met. Tonight, as His face is hot with fever, She looks after Him. It is her time to care for her Sir. Gently she caresses His hair, His head cradled in her lap, Soft words of comfort and love whispered. Hot soup, drinks, medicine and cold cloths, She gladly gets it all, Hoping every little thing helps a bit. ...Read On

7

Fall

The season is senseless

Wrap yourself warm in a blanket Till I’m there to buck you up Tonight. Gladly I’ll gladden You-- wrap your cock in my hand, Blow you balmy against the chilling wind-- When you see me next Lace my face with your jizz Warm my throat with white gush Plant your seed, womb-deep And cede the remainder to my ass’s account. Oh how shall I say it With that subtle, prize-fraught irony of old? That...Read On

4

A Marriage Vow

A sonnet expressing a vow to cherish his lovely treasure

  Today, my heart sings--oh what a gift your are, and I promise, my most precious friend, to hold you gently in my life so not to mar the fragile sweetness of our love, to mold our lives together, our spirits bound yet distinct, to help you grow and flower year after year, to share and keep the ground of our lives rich and open to every hour of the sun. Today, I take...Read On

5

Spinning Out

Spinning out with arms flung about to the winds Of the sphere of life we float upon In bursts of passion And joy, I feel the beat of the earth beneath my feet and cry Out to the center of the universe with My soaring vibrant Love song. And she hears whenever she listens, and hears my voice Singing deeply, and internally now, As I await the coming of My lover. She is she, and she will ever...Read On

5

Ghosts

Ghosts of the past brush near her as she returns to a place of her past. Fond memories clouded by pain, the hurt she cannot seem to escape. Stuck in darkness, the hollow storms roar, tearing at her as she curls up, in wane she tries to find some shelter, but the stormy darkness is in her very core. There is no way to hide from herself. She waits in silence in hope to gather strength,...Read On

10

Just a Glance

Oh how we fall in love, at one touch, at one glance

Just a momentary love affair, As wicked as any, Just a glance across a crowded room, A stranger catches my eye, And steals my soul. I am forever lost, In her deep blue eyes, I am forever lost, In the hint of a smile, I am forever lost, lost in her beauty, I am forever lost, lost in her dream. And that is the agony, and beauty Of living, That you...Read On

9

As The Moon Rose

Who was watching as the moon rose, Who still gathers bowls of primrose. Just the one whose soul is dreaming That her joys shall keep on streaming, Will be raining down upon her, If she only lives with honor. She accepts the world of beauty Comes to those who follow duty. Oaths are made to those we cherish Knowing faith will never perish While the stars continue glowing, As the...Read On

17

Not Just Another Day

Bitter memories brought to light once each year

Valentine's Day. Just another reminder of what could never be. I walked away when you made your choice and I'm left with only painful memories. There are no cards, no chocolates, no gifts to be shared with my intended. When the fourteenth comes around each year I'm reminded of all that could not be. Your hand wasn't destined to be mine and my life forever changed that day. For that was...Read On

20

Doubt

Tell me; don't tell me

Pecking, pecking At my brain She has a smile so pretty - Tapping, tapping In my head I have to know: "who is she?" Searching, searching On the net - What is their connection? Scrolling, scrolling Through the blogs Tortured by the tension - Looking, looking Instagram Is that his arm around her? Show me, show me Facebook friends The answer in a post there - Say it, say it Pinterest page What...Read On

3

Clavate Antennae

Her escaping wetness awakens...

My Clavate antenna extends As I sense your pulse, Your phéromone seduction Pulls me close. Like moth to flame, You host and claim My raging cane, Attuned… pre-game. This musky lust, My clavate crown Effused, I thrust, Opulent, slick, round. Your wet escape Awakens my cells,  Near penetrate, Those perfumed jells. A primitive breaching, This mounting Amor. ...Read On

13

Sometimes A World

Sometimes the world is not enough, Sometimes a house is not a home, Material things don't count at all, When people exist with no joy. Empty hearts bleed little hope, No love or feeling runs through veins, A shadow cast o'er men in pain, As the world revolves again. A falling tree in a wood, If not a soul is there, Does it make a sound, As its branches crack on the ground? ...Read On

8

Love Is

love is not about control, love is about freedom x

“Love is” (Love is) not about control, Love is, about (freedom) Love is, not about knowing all, Love is about craving the secrets. You watch a bird feeding on the lawn, And know it is beautiful, And desire its beauty. But you cannot know its inner soul, It is no less perfect. Inside, it has its demons Its demons hidden so well, That if you think You...Read On

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Freedom

Voices accusing. Fingers pointing An unforgiving world of strangers The guilt and blame are crushing This world is my prison with no escape There is nowhere safe left to hide For you For me Loneliness is like a creature  From which I can't run Where I go it waits Where I hide it lurks In you is my hope found You light my darkness Define my purpose  Because of you ...Read On

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Cyranose too much for his own good

Lines on lines invite more than lines

Would you dare play Cyrano To a cyberotic Roxanne? As words alone between us flow, Stir lust like love letters can.   Your faults are hid behind a bush. You're false but still command My heart to beat, my cheek to flush; Folly's fervent fire you've fanned.   I sent messages, goodness knows, I'd better sense, you'd think. My lusty scents from them arose Like perfumed pages’ ink.   Can...Read On

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passion

you make me feel...

Passion: Any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate, Strong sexual desire, lust. The definition is clear, It is passion that I feel. The emotion is overwhelming, It's compelling within me. Powerfull beyond measure, Is the pleasure That you give me. Our souls are igniting Between us. The music we're creating Running through us. Our bodies collide, Rhythmicly...Read On