Nature’s Warm Up (Foreplay): Winter’s frozen mantle recedes from yonder cordillera flanksAs wildflower bud presses it’s urgent release, not yet fulfilled,Life-in-lull, dreaming through dim-lit days, wrestle with soaked cloakFor light and life, humus purified, fertile for expectant emergence. Eager rise precedes hungry stem, stretching abundant after sleep,Fertile vessels feed the seep that plies stemmed arteriesGiving…
Your enigmatic charms come to me in some vaporous illusion,That cause me to cry out for your company and caress. I have found myself awoken on more than one occasion by my own moans, Tossing and turning in some transcendental dreamscape dance. Your ethereal essence, transmitted images and dreamed words are Fixed upon my memory’s eye like some…
As fate would have it, after hours of travel, they arrived at their secret location within minutes of each other. All of the planning, all of the waiting, was worth the two seeing each other again. Just knowing that they would be free of the eyes and ears that the world seemed to place around…
Your touch has awoken what is inside of me, clawing to get out. The want and need pushed down, Not admitting to the painful longing. Your demanding hands and urgent tongue, Releasing the hunger so long hidden. The feel of silk tightening around my wrists Eliciting my body’s full desire. The darkness closing in, caressing…
They sit there–hungry eyes looking at the hips and thighs of shop girls walking to their tables. The room spins for the hot touch of fingers on flesh. The artificial smiles flicker like stars burnt out light years ago, and the gestures, sly and clever, mannered after movie stars, are meant to bring the hungry…
My frustration level is at maximum;I need to get laid, just cum and cum. Nothing has turned out as I planned;Slipping through my fingers like grains of sand. I need a new beginning, a fresh new start;Something to ease my restless heart. What I need is right underneath my nose;But it is never enough to…
She is all blind visionHow she got here is not as important as her being here He thought she would smash the fine chinaInstead she had knownThey always know Had she known herself?Tried to tame the uncontrollableAfraid of her own carnal shadow She dug inThe sweetly fragrant citrus peel unraveledNeon and sticky against her skinUnder…