How desperately he wished he understood her,The elusive lady who had stolen his heart,But every time he thought she was within his graspOnce more she seemed to vanish into the shadows,Leaving him to flounder in the darkness of doubt.There were many times when the flame of her presenceBurned so intensely it threatened to consume him;Days and nights when they rode on a wave of passion,Carrying him aloft on a tide of rapture...

In which I imagine these could be the lyrics of my first country and western song. Enjoy, please!   There’s no kisses with the dishes anymore, No hugs when I am mopping up the floor, She has no feeling for me anymore down below, I feel married to my sister, don’t ya know.   There’s no kisses with the dishes anymore, Quoth the Raven in the story ‘Nevermore’, There’s no flirting, so it is hurting my ego, There’s no teasin’...

His kisses, are dreams and wishes, Of butterfly wings, and new beginnings, Of stormy awakenings, and happy endings. His kisses, are his promises, Of love eternal, and all things special, Of everything magical, and more sensual. His kisses, are distant memories, Of hearts that falter, and wounds that fester, Of unanswered prayer, and scars that linger. Of all I loved after, I often do wonder, why I still remember, his kiss...

This kiss Our lips colliding Tongues caress Stroking and sliding Grinning Nipping on your lips While your hands Grip my hips Cunningly I know what to do If forever in the future I was with you Dare Would I care? NO Hands would grip your hair Want It's not a greed Or sufferance Just need Need You want and crave May not think you deserve it But it's something God gave.

Bourbon scented pumice voiceBreath and whispers  Beckoning Glass of amberMelting iceMisted liquidLightening Varnished tableLeather boothDimming lightsSurrounding me Molded ceilingLacquered whiteCrystal fixturesSparkling Rough blue denimSex of handsConnected mindsEnlivening Burn of liquorOn our tonguesDesires baredKissing me Mercury eyesCrescent moonNovember nightRemembering.

They all have similarity in simplicity, My dreams about women – few and far between. I’ve only dreamed about a handful in all my life. Always short – always warm, My head in her lap, My tears in her belly button, Soft kisses on my face in hallways Or houses I’ve never seen Or beaches under golden suns. I know what I want When she visits me in dreams. I always dream these dreams in the early morning, They always grace me u...

Oh how I love you! I love you more than water I love you more than air I love you more than food Oh how I love you! The way you smileThe way you walk The way you shake your ass Oh how I love you! I love our kisses in the morning Our hugs during the day Our cuddles at night Oh how I love you! Our great sexual chats Your great blowjobs after work Our great hot wild sex Oh how I love you! I would do anything for you I would...

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...

L O V ECOME FEBRUARY IT IS TIME OF LOVERSAS I WAS MADLY SPINNING IN LOVEAS ALL LOVE STARTS WITH THAT LITTLE CUPID DARTTELLING YOU THAT YOUR HEART FITTED IN MINELOOKING INTO YOUR SWEET EXOTIC EYESHEARING MY BLOOD POUND IN MY EARS GOING TO ONE KNEE WITH THE LOOK OF A LOST SOULCOTTON MOUTH WITH WORDS NEEDING TO COMESIMPLE WORDS FROM MY HEART TO YOU THREE WORDS THAT HAVE BEEN SPOKEN FOR AGES I LOVE YOUI WAS IN LOVE WITH A WAR...

This is willingly being posted due to a friend I have found here thank youbless you, Vani. HONOR turns to RESPECTa hurried life as I run through not looking not caring as my grief turns to hateof others...Of HER doctors and yes hate of myselfmost do not know of that dark pathas I freely gave my soul one day turns to night as I surf the netread a short story, my soul growlsdrink of sex, lust and more, feed yourdark hungry...

Ever Present You touch my heart from deep within,your love is always ever present. I feel your warm soft kiss upon my skin,like the sun kisses me on the brightest day. I never feel that I am left alone to tackle,the rigors of my daily pace, you are here. I feel you, even when I cannot see you, just like the sun on the cloudiest days. I concentrate, turning my face in your direction, even on the coldest day. Like your kiss...

A week ago... to this hour....I woke up amongst the crumpled sheets, and saw your eyes slowly open.A week ago.your hand interwined with mine, and I felt your lips touch my own ever so gently. A week ago...I became breathless under your gaze, and you gave me butterfly kisses as you laughed.And as the afternoon sun grew warm, hand in hand, we went exploring.