The dew unlocks slowly,drips from the deepest chamber,this gradual tide born from you, the root of my every overwhelming need.The rise and fall of your breath, my sweetest vast atmosphere,all glows in your presence, the darkness of your absence is just as beautiful. A universe temporarily without a sun,lit by countless fading galaxies, pressures of ecstatic planets burstinginto a ceaseless strobe of luminous stardust.This...

Your hand softly squeezed mineand the dark seemed to pulsearound me with what we both just could not seem to say.Maybe my love passed through you,just a bright temporary river,its memory will be mostly forgotten but will warm you from time to time. We left something of ourselves behindin that tangled and warm bed,and I was like something extinguished...There has to be more to you.Still smoldering with pure memory,drawing...

You bring it out of me,the ravenous animalthat smirks at caution,the creature that followsyour unmistakable scent.The palm that relishesyour cry from the sting,still trembling from my palmprinted upon your naked flesh. The braille raised along your body,gooseflesh carefully read with a tongue,memorizing one taste after another,patiently nearing the trail that glistens,drips from between your wide open legs.You bring it ou...

You've always been a believer,I stayed attuned to somethingthat seemed to cut much deeper.I didn't run and hidewhen the lightning struck,when it pulsated through veinsto light up where you were in the dark.I didn't flinch when tastinghow a final kiss can comein the shape of a bullet.Close enough to touch,close enough to never want to see inside of again.I once swayed and trembledlike a helpless worn violin,the bow clutche...

The fresh spring rain made musical splashes against the glass windows of her tiny apartment. The continuous sound and rhythm of the rain created a beautiful melody, slowly calming her nerves. She was brimming with nervous energy, like a constant current coursing through her insides, and the rain gave her something to focus on. The effect was cathartic and very soothing, almost hypnotic.Her instincts told her today would c...

Don't tell me about passion, how the flesh covering bonescan rarely see beyond the flamesonce so deliciously scorched.  Once so exposed for another to see, all of my mistakes and scars handed overfor you to hold and see yourself within.  Don't confess your fears with a sound, let me sense your fragile heart as it beats against my own,hums at the core of all we are.  Don't explore or tempt me with words, the light in your...

There is no premeditation to you,no myth to be carved into stone.I'll feel you everywhere I go.It's like your name is carried onthrough an early December wind,spelled out through scattered leaves,the invisible hearth continuous,flaring and refusing to acknowledge the cold.It's like remembering a kiss in the rain,all but the meeting of lips washed awayas furious beads of water drum the earth,there is no thunder to be heard...

You move with a grace I could never possess,the hem of a skirt caught in a faint breeze,bare legs revealed as the wind rosein its almost silent seasonal symphony.And as where my heart is fitful,drawing restless thunder, yours is the calm before every storm I long to know.You can summon hardness from the soft,find smoothness along stubblewith delicate wandering fingertipsthat patiently awaken consuming hunger,the frenetic...

Close enough to fold youdeep into my waiting arms,hold you inside aching lungs,you're becoming proof that I don't need eyes to see.There's a sight beneath all sense,a signal traveling in every pulse.And I fold with you like a note,body a map of countless creases,carbon imprints scribbled a historybefore you began to write.Before telling your own story,you carefully traced every line,followed rivers where ink bled but coul...

Dripping sweet like chocolate chipsslowly melting on a hot cookie,dab one fingertip, then another,gooey ambrosia to be licked clean.The chips are just the start,a prelude to salivating hunger,I'm after the heated center,the core holding it all together.I've licked peaches before greedily piercing soft sugary rinds,I've devoured countless strawberries,savored the vulnerable outer membrane and moaned at the ripe cortex's fl...

There are only flashes left,my lips nearing yoursbut never quite touching,so close that only a potent electricity thrummed between us.The unfinished kiss as the moon splashed silver across your mysterious frame,as wind carried raw perfume to my lungs,if things had been any different...I would've become your every memory of ocean air and sweet wine.And I would've whispered words to youthat only a soulmate should ever recei...

I could tell you an intricate story,but we awaken in the raw knowing,a gradient shift in shared history,time coalesced into endless rivers flowing.To be changed with a single touch,blood tide replaced with sweet ichor,ambrosia heating in the rush,tender fires flaring at your core.This is how the earth shakes, a ruthless hunger to know divinity,to know the meaning of our achesand trembles as we taste infinity.I could tell...

You'll take me in secret, pulse to pulse in the night, the beats are innumerable,the automata of touch I want to go so much further, to move just like you do,see just as your eyes do.Enraptured with the pressure,I want to taste the sweetness inside, the unfathomable dripping depths,the fiery possession that seemed to once only exist as a myth.And to emerge after such winding passion, I've taken some of youwith me forever....

I must ask if I am bound to you,if knowing your exact place nestles you further into my heart. Or were we merely predatorsfollowing invisible pheromone trails, obvious to the ancient nature of marking territories for the hunt. Does that bind you always to me?It's all the same in the end, foreign blood splashing the ground,prey shivering between our teeth.our naked borders will be invokedlike a blood-signed contract.We may...

I'll find my way back home to you,no barrier lying between our communion.The first touch of winter airmeets your soft fair skin,lamplight faintly washes overyour form in a snapshot.A slight curve about to overtake your lips, the premonition of a loving smile,but it still remains frozen in time like flourishes of unfinished calligraphy Everything about you tells a story. How the summer has cooled and I can feel you in the...