Everywhere I look...Women all aroundEach perfect in their own way,They barely touch the ground.Sexy waitresses in blackAsk "what can I do for you?"Now if I answered that...I'd wind up black-and-blue.The cutie at the store...Likes my jokes and hairOh, the things I'd do to herAnd her perky derrière.Two goth girls at Wal-MartWith green in one's short hairOh, be still my beating heart...Her skirt's as light as air.This brunet...
I hung on the wall incomplete and forgotten. Collecting dust in a battered frame. My paint had long since faded, My past and my present always the same. Unnoticed I hung, As others walked by. With finer art around me, I never caught anyone’s eye. What was I? A draft at best, A sketch unfinished, Then left to rest? Not even straight, My frame hung aloof on a nail. No light ever found me, The dark added to my fail. Precious...
Pathways to new lovers Lit by pale moonlight. Whispers of desire echo Their hunger in the night. Endless devotion promised Comes from deep within Perpetual affections are Journeys we freely begin. Desire burns in endless flames, Enraged passion to our core, Trickling sweat, molten lava Is when I became yours. Our journey suddenly halted, The scales heavy on one side. For me there was no warning Your devotion, it had died....
A shooting star at midnightSoars across my universe.A stream of light across the sky;The celestial essence of you. A parallel universe;Two opposite realms;A transitory moment;A glimpse of you. I ache for you,The impossible dream,A hidden secret locked away.The key was lost long ago. The dream will never be.Never discovered.Never mine.Never ours. Trapped in the hell between two worlds,The abyss has captured me.Impassioned...
Dawn breaks open your skies; It’s twilight in my realm. I hasten to bed before midnight, As your sun overwhelms. I lie down lonely here, And pray wakefulness gone; I need to catch a dream to take me To you, and be as one. Beautiful Dream Faerie Controls our secret tryst. She dances upon the willow branch, In dreams we are both kissed. Her wishes carry me Over oceans to you; The whisper of waves float me closer. Dream Faer...
It’s food I want. My mouth devouring grapes and berries plucked and juicy on my lips. I want to dig potatoes buried in the earth and boil them soft, unpeeled. I want to eat so I can look into my woman’s eyes and with my hunger fill her womb with seed and watch her bloom and bring our hungry children to the air, her wet milk on their mouths so they can cry and breathe and grow. I want my hunger satisfied so I can shout a...
Won't You Please Touch Me By Snoop Longing for that touch ... just some of the things I miss. I miss your ... Fingertip across my lips shushing me for a kiss ... A kiss so gentle it can barely be felt ... Hands, fingers cradling my face, turning it towards you for a kiss ... Soft squeeze on my arms, fingertip under my chin ... Wet kiss on my neck, soft breath on me ... Finger nails lightly raking down my back, torturously...
My beach is beckoning. The tide is swimming in. With sand beneath my feet, Gazing out to sea, Breezes carry a kiss From your lips to me. Tides ebb and flow; Each day more will follow From my lips to yours To make a memory or two. On our sandy paradise, Hearts full of longing, With our tides rolling out; Seagulls soar. Summer breeze on our faces. This long passionate kiss; I will only need one. One day, I will gift you. Yo...
The Civil War isn’t over yet. The Crusades begun a thousand years ago have not been won, and when I read about another Drone, another soldier’s suicide, another stone thrown at a women’s head, another prison being built to rid the streets of anyone who might be one of them, or smoked a joint, or didn’t have his papers in his pocket, I look up at you, Dear Sun and want to cry and not feel shame, and wish that I knew innoce...
Who Is This Woman… that lives a “world” away?Who is this woman… that can be so reserved?Who is this woman … that can seemingly be so mysterious?Who is this woman… and what does her heart seek?Who is this woman… I can almost feel?Who is this woman… that seems so steady and sure?Who is this woman… of my real daydreams?Who is this woman… that laughs at my “embarrassing” comments?Who is this woman… I would dare to share my se...
Hopeful dreams draw me near.The thought of your hands .....caressing,.....soothing,.....loving,Makes my mind race Beyond wind-chased clouds.Is there something more than loveThat births dreams of beaches And bodies heaving in sweaty contention?My fingertips slide over burning skinPulling you into my Warmest,Most welcoming Imagining.Your voice sings a song of passion and peace And dances me between tears and laughterAnd nea...
EYES your eyes float in front of my mind as my day moves with the sun your eyes dance with the moonlight clouds blowing pass shadows long as nymphs tease steady hearts beats thru distance and time tears rolling watering night lily holding your picture to my heart your last love note with your scent for you are my drug .... my opium tell me shall I drown in your eyes once more sounds of my life .... my world draw me back a...
Days seem long, nights have no end Thoughts, words, images of maybe Restless agony, silence, a damn built No voice to scream out the pain It overtakes common sense Covers, veils, shuts out all light A place of joy becomes hell Once bright now oh so dark Mercy not an option, not now Life goes on, yeh or nay One cannot know the outcome Always wishing, dreaming, wanting Such is this, all there is Nothing more but the desire...
I want to close my eyes Clench them tight to stop the Spill of salt water that aches to rush And fill this hollow void inside of me. The world shifts sideways Life revolves and history repeats Over and over the insanity of it Drives me further inside myself. Where is that breath of air I need so desperately Where is that space? The sunlight fades on my yesterday and Fails to rise on my tomorrow. Were I to dance in the lon...
birds fly and swoopover fields now bareand lying fallow.each patch of harvest completeholds promise.i am a fallow field...my heart restingand full of possibilities.my body longs for your touchon each furrow,each hopeful swell,each painful beat of my heart.you are the birds flying,pressed to and fro by windand any stray distraction.eventually, however,if I am enough,you will rest on my breastand find everything you desire.
