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Warmth Yearning Growing stronger Deep breaths Heart racing  Hands begin to sweat Mind alert Body tingles Can't think  Words mixed up Feeling teenage goofy Head over heels in love            

Straining

A man has to do, what a man has to do.

It's hot out. The sun was blazing. Not ten minutes into the journey and it broke down. Now I'm on foot. Sweat dripped from my forehead. Cars passed me by. They honked and waved. Do they stop and help? Oh No, they just drove by. Some laughed at my situation. I had to press on regardless. She had to have it. So I got it for her. Now I'm stuck. The journey must be completed. A man has to do, what a man has to do. Mowing an a...

Sin City

What are the odds . . .?

Jeweled kingdomPeople zooThe sex of richesWon by few Palatial coolnessInferno blazingMisted desertLustful gazing Lines of feedersSnaking throughMazesWaitingFor their food Glitz and showgirlsOiled menConventionersAnd lost weekends FantasiesAnd booze galoreThe beauties, beastsArray of whores Pay to playThen rue the costOf visitingParadise Las.

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School Trip

It's educational you know

June. Eighty degrees in the shade.I’m on a coach with fifty over-excited, over-heated, under sevens. We’re off to a farm. All day. Whose bright idea was that?As a responsible adult, I grin and bear it. Today I will be teacher, helper, protector and toilet monitor. Mostly toilet monitor.Upon arriving, we visit the toilets then go for a walk. We see fields, corn and cattle. Somehow, the children see digging, gold and Minecr...

The Phoenix

bring the heat...

The Phoenix I am the Phoenix You are the fire I want to be Your one desire Fanning the embers Of a growing flame Feelings so Intense Can't be given a name Two bodies entwined Two hearts enflamed The heavens burst forth We can't be blamed Ashes combined Two hearts become one Flames of desire Hotter than the Sun A new Phoenix rises To spread its wings Lovers now fused With the heat it brings.

The Cost Of Love

Lovey Dovey stuff

When one heart seeks another it cannot hide. Wanting, needing, longing for its partner. When two hearts collide the feelings cannot be denied. Two beat as one and the one beats for it's other. Nothing feels like the pounding joy of love. True love cannot be bought, taken, stolen or prevented. One cannot pick and choose who they fall for. But some love is unhealthy and relentless. Leaving you unhappy and angry but wanting...

The Words are a Blur

Just for fun...because I was hot.

Too hot to thinkThe words are a blurThe lines on the highwayRace by AC crapped outRadio did tooI can't get my thoughtsTo run straight Nothing makes senseThe signs all pointIn the wrong directionI'm running out of gas Aha! What's that ahead?A lightA very bright lightI'm so confused It's not getting closerIt's moving awayJust like the memoryOf snow-capped hills The memory of coolOf cold and of frostThe chill of the pastBeco...

The Mexican Village

A man overpowers a wild horse.

The merciless heat turned the earth to dust, kicked up by the horses and mingled with the sweat of his audience, men increasingly inebriated. He approached the bare backed stallion which kicked and flailed around. The smells around me overpowered; roasting chilies and garlic, manure and tequila. In the distance, I could hear stray dogs barking; the tinny sound of a band playing on rudimentary guitars and flutes, bulls sno...

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Water

A pleasureable shower

WATER With aching limbs I step into the shower feeling the hot steady stream of water coursing over me causing the atoms in my body to dance freely I stand in this pleasure for a never ending moment. Turning the taps off brace myself for the cold air of the bathroom and wrap a warm towel round me like a cocoon I sit as I used to when I was a child taking in the warmth and cosiness no thinking, no interpretation just relax...

The Coral

An English woman finds out what life is like in a small pueblo in Mexico

“What’s happening in San Andres today?" Claire asked. "It's the patron saints day of the pueblo, Sand Andres de la Cal."  "Take us with you this time," Claire pleaded. “I want to show the girls the washing troughs and shower room you had built.” “It's not like a village fete in Dorset, Claire, these people are very rough. They’ll be showing their skills breaking in horses, and how brave they are riding a bulls. It's very...

I spread out my mother's dust-filled, leather-bound, two ton photo album on my lap. It was still a fading blue color even after all these years. The front cover had a gold engraved inscription; "Friends Forever." in cursive writing that shimmered and reflected the dim lighting in the attic. Mama used to tell me that the Queen of England wrote it on the book herself, with real gold and real jewels. That was years ago. All...