From the scattered broken crystals of thwarted, lost love affairs, I have gathered drops of feeling to join new beads on a silver cord, to polish them with the oils of lust and test them on the flames of desire. I have made this strong necklace for all to see me wearing it proudly, it tells my story to those who can see and wards off the sad despoilers of the blissful passion ruling life.     30th June

Lost in reveries, the hourglass turns, I go on into days and I love you still, I chose you one day and this stands. Come, there's fire at the hearth, food will not grow cold, nor wine sour. Meanwhile, in our secluded chamber, the lamps of Eros are already burning.     June, 19-2019  

Time on the other side of things, hours fleeting into silver mirrors, far away an old song playing, nearby the river and its murmur, in the city of bridges and portals. Lust bursting through stones, minutes racing into love affairs, far away a strange dance calling all true lovers to join in its steps in the city of nights and dawns. Love breathing in small gestures, hidden smiles and dried tears in the city that saw us g...

In the city with a river, under bridges of stone, in the city of dark portals, I carry your dear image within my loving heart. I wear my feeling for you as a badge to be seen, I go through gray crowds dressed in your desire, I live along heartbeats echoing your name and sleep during nights held by our mutual lust through time and distance.

He looked at her with a sort of fury that distorted his features, his desire for her, long fought and denied, had won at last. He wanted her with an urgency that rebelled against any kind of limit. She looked at him with a small smile fighting its way through her rosy lips and said, "Yes." "You do not know what you are saying yes to." "I know who. And I said yes." He approached her then, his eyes resting on her breasts an...

Perhaps time will try to devour us in its search for flames and souls, to not let us see our dawn together, maybe nights will have no stars. Maybe memories will be a burden, maybe waters will cover our names, maybe the odds fight our reunion under our bridge just at twilight, maybe the moon will cry for us, maybe our portals will go to dust. Still, I will remain at the threshold, my collar in place, my body firm, you´ll f...

By all that stays unmoved,by all that turns and bends,I will find you, my beloved,alive or in a vault at rest.I am the one you met before,in times forsaken and gone,the one that loves your bodyand worships your sweet soul.Tied to immortality and fog,to rivers and bridges under mist,I am the one I have always been.a creature of countless nights,looking for who once, long agoagainst all, belonged to him.Yours will be the on...

Just lost in dreams of exciting nature, given to fevers of exquisite passion, lost in endless desire, pursuing relentlessly never-ending pleasure, you and I travel together, exploring the seas of lust, stopping at ports of love, just to sail away in search of spiraling climaxes racking our frenzied bodies and branding our souls.

Fantasies of sex, orgies of lust, times of unlimited pleasures, orgasms shaping hot nights, words of fantasy and oblivion, coolness melting like burning ice, eager bodies aching to perform under the gaze of a thousand eyes…   May 11, 2019  

Tell me what will come first, clamps, collar or chain, if it will be flogger or whip, blindfold, gag or both, if I shall wear handcuffs or will be tied with rope.  if there will be love or hate or mere friendship and fun. Tell me if I shall stand naked, if you will keep your suit on, if the room will be dark or light, if there will be candles or stars. Tell me so I can remember, tell me so I can be one with you in the dar...

In the night of Venice, there are no doubts. In the starred night, lovers can meet, no matter what, who or where... These were my thoughts when I had just arrived in the city; it seemed to me every dark street held a romantic story and every portal had been built just to hide lovers. I, for some reason, felt attracted to these ideas and never failed to cultivate them in my mind. As a result, they grew stronger until I was...

The night was rich, full of scents and stars. The canals shone strangely under a pale moon. He waited for her as every night, hidden in the shadows. He knew she would come into his arms, eager for his touch. He felt himself harden at the thought of her, all rosy and soft under her clothes. They had been meeting in secrecy for some time, defying the surveillance of her Father and the guards patrolling the palazzo. She was,...

From the depths of the grave,from the darkness of vaults,from the shadows of time,and the delusions of nights,from spent hourglasses,crystals broken in despair,I renew my vows to you,the once immortal beloved,the one calling me from far,primal blood running fastto a forever hungry heart,from every bone and sinew,from the very root of lust,lost in the abyss of soulsand bodies joined at last. Buenos Aires, April 2019.    

Do not look for me in daylight, only the overcast night will do, do not search for sunny fields, I only have shadows to offer. Do not expect to find me when the sun bathes the river, I am only found at night, in the darkest of portals, the only threshold I dare cross, in the hope to find you again and be one with you at last, defying all, men, gods and fate to blend into you and burn together. Enigmatic 123  

And I shall come to you, find you among crowds,  claim you as my own as I have been yours through years of longing. I shall recognize you, your neck will still wear  the mark you were given, my only and true mark, stronger than any collar, more painful than any lash and the most powerful key to enter my realm together.