You followed me long beforeI even knew what want was and everything within you was unknowable,I would've broken your entire heartjust to give you what was left of mine. Some part of me is still waiting. It's only when the wind blows nowand thunder bellows from aboveas a distant pang groaningthat I finally remember howyou tasted like the rain. Like some memory of sweetnesstrembling against my earsas my fingers reach the hi...

She belongs to herself. And when she patiently opensthe entire universe before meit's almost too much to take at once. It's the moment before a supernova,before the raw matter of us is seared by celestial bliss we werenever meant to really understand We can only possess such powerfor moments at a time,otherwise we'd be torched alive. We were only supposed toenveloped deep within themas I am sheathed by her,seeing eyes wid...

Eye’s of green Flecks sparkle gold Lashes are long Brows are high and thin   Lips puffy and full Lipstick is bright and red Teeth of Arctic White A smile that melts ice   The face of an angel Bordered in flaming red Hair curled and long Locks flow down her back   Neck long and lean Breasts freckled and full Nipples like raspberries Areolas of dark brown   Belly taut and muscled Navel is inward A jewel emerald green Mound...

You stared at me long after in that timewhere we're only wisps and snapshotsand I was lost in my own longing,in a kiss so imperceptible that it seemed to emanate from somewhere beyond us. The tender heat of your lips remainedand I wanted it to leave a mark. To have something of you in the end. Because I wanted to be claimed,forever branded in urges bloomingon the cusp of such human fires,to have proof that you loved me. I...

Time is still revealing you,a knot to be forever untied. I've seen so much shimmerfrom your bare skin,starlit and ethereal,twining long into the nightwhen you reached for meand all became heat and mist. Even my darkness tinged youbut only where I could see. Some kind of want beyond being made to feel like a man or a woman, something deeper pulls us,blood always calling out to blood. Close enough to the heart,close enough...

I can still hear her in the dark,breath and heartbeat as softthunder from a distant storm,a raw memory of perfume and hair,the tiny yet infinite harborpulsing between her thighs that I'm still somewhere enfolded in. Out of the body, into the ether,to make it more than matter,more than just our skin. And that's when I trace placeswhere I swear I see namesas she still sleeps spooned in our cocoonwhere it can never hurt and...

It will always begin here. I watch your breath come back,mist riding the moonlight,a beautiful cry swallowedinto the deep dark night watchingyou slowly return to yourself. The small flash in your eyes,of everything between usand how such a small flare seemstoo tiny and inscrutable butis too bright for anyonebut us to touch and hold. I watch your breath come back,your heat still enveloping me,orbs locked and always searchi...

I want to remember you this way,slowly pulling into the night untethered,silken hair still dancing in December wind,eyes always tinged not with lovebut something almost as sweet. Earlier we were drinking in wineand all the songs that I can't confess always make me long for you,I'll still take our history with me,I need it to cut that deeply,to leave me too exposed,a raw nerve craving your shelter. The taste of your craned...

A love so rareAnd hard to defineCreated through chaosInto words divineA love that ignitesAnd soars through the cosmosWaves of brilliance dance like the Northern LightsA love that completesLike a missing puzzle piecePicture becomes wholeA love that turned the tidesSweeping me completely off my feetWith dizzy intoxicating yet pure delightA love that fills my heart with a sun-filled songCenturies long, deep and strongSolar f...

I don't yet know what once opened and marked you forever,like kissing the glyphs of a lost languageso quietly trying to tell my lips something. The beautiful lines of a map,gliding across and inside your skin. Beyond that permanent border,my tongue trespasses lower, closer to stardust and rainbowswhile lapping at searing nectar,sweetness flowing from the nexusparted to be treasured and devoured. The blissful taste of desi...

It was long ago and when we were full of light and motion.  The movie's screen bathed us in its electronic glow although our bodies were mostly silhouettes.  My fingers were running through your colored hair, silky strands of dark gunmetal blue, and along your neck the pulse isa far away drumbeat that was always crying out for something more,something rapid and raw and alive. Maybe it's because the light could stream out...