Melancholy nights
Please, don’t let it be an eerie place. Let bluebells ring unto the night Close the snows of winter past Perhaps, the silver moon will beam across the lake to…
Read MoreRecipe for sex
Recipe for sex yes yes yes beaten pounded keep it in the kitchen unbound apron strings make it on the table take it up a notch whip appeal stirring slowly…
Read MoreThen there was light
29 #NaPoWriMo Sin of serpent’s spit & spent Fermented apple came insider her Ensuing laugh that fractured night Broken waters take her breath Then, a light burble Compensation for the…
Read MoreCome to me
Blow, blow ye soft winds of time. Take me, but gentle now, along the lane; A tender tread, to touch my memory Bring me the past wrapped in you. A…
Read MoreHands of love
Kiss me But let your lips linger Below, above, wherever wings Life takes Yet stay by me Let our heartbeat time & rhythm We are the instruments of us Make…
Read MoreSecret of the Easter Bunny
I’ll tell you a secret There’s about as much chance Of an egg or Easter bunny As money, growing on trees Find my own rarebit Cooked my own way Melting…
Read Moremy poetic love
He’s part man part poetry & leaves on mottled wings Made him a need of flying That he must be free to go To come to her as midnight dreams…
Read MoreSkating on thin ice
Black ice reflects her mood So close to cracking from his heat As warmth inside her roils She is cool to his clime A lofty mountain, an ecstasy At the…
Read MoreMidnight muse
I’m maundering mud. Upon this commonplace. she happens. Not brown study muse. Awe of aboriginal. But Nubian ebony, Flows with whispers, Starry night. She’s beyond beautiful Arrested & bewitched, My…
Read Morebreaking cracks
He’s exciting to me. Holding me hard, intoxicating nearness; “I want to break you” he whispers and the thrill, part fear and exhilaration, sends me into paroxysms. Perspiration drips my…
Read MoreAmethyst beads
Misty clouds in amethyst Beads of moisture Droplets Sigh The rose has blue hints First blush reveals Her nakedness She’s simply sunlight
Read MoreWhat is wrong with sex
Do it right left satisfied in so many ways Do it long the lasting kind that lingers bringing thought to deed tongue to lips to taste the memory Do it…
Read MoreVisceral – spoken word
Of things we are are made – of blood and bone of the tendrils of nerves, a motor within us all it’s revs and runs an engine, but with involuntary…
Read Moreestuary – spoken word
He is an ocean’s estuary She’s fresh, A running river -meeting the brine To froth and folly In that furling gladness She is me and like a pearl His world…
Read MoreMy bedroom door You see it closed For reason Both private and personal Its a door you do not open Any signs of disturbance Are pure co-incidence Of no concern…
Read Moretame a wicked night spell
Dark glamour A dose to spell a wicked night 3 oz allure 1 feather of surrender Two tender loins Simmer to steaming Serve hot
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