After the heat,
after the slow, sweet
grind of skin on skin, the
twisting, contorting of interlocking limbs.
After the sweat,
and the long slow
tease, the gasping for
breath and muffled screams,
There is the softness
of your head on my shoulder,
of your lips on my neck, of quiet laughter
and knowing smiles, of fingers locked in long embrace
There is the
softness...
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The Dark.
You hide your soul
so deep in the night.
is it your fondness of the dark,
or a fear of the light?
ELSBETH.
A black soul hides
behind her gleaming eyes
If I could peer deep enough
to find it.
Runes as old as time
lie painted upon the pale palette
of her porcelain skin if
I had the language to
read them.
Ancient chants sing in the
rhythm of her breathing
if I could silence my pounding
heart long enough to
hear them.
Witchery hides between...
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Midnight…..
On a blanket
in our meadow
under the white oak tree
sharing Cabernet kisses,
long and deep.
You are so lovely painted
in moonbeams and starlight
sprinkling thru the leaves;
Skin soft and warm
as our bodies intertwine,
we drift on a river of desire
as your sweet eyes dance with mine.
The rhythm
of our bodies match,
our hearts beat side by side...
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Adrift in the
sea of your
bottomles
eyes...
Floating….
in your long,
gentle curves
Aching...
for your
warm, wet
places.
Drowning...
in an
endless
dream of
you....
I am
gone.
She smiled and whispered over her steaming cup of coffee,
"It's tempting but I'm afraid sex with me might just kill you old man."
"Oh my dear girl, I don't think I would like you to kill me but....you could hurt me some."
I survived.
MIDNIGHT VISITOR.
She pours herself
into my dreams
like molasses on
a buttermilk
biscuit,
sweetly soaking
every corner of
my sleep, delighting the
taste buds of my
mind.
There's a hole
in my soul,
the rain blows in
dark,cold and wet,
running down the walls,
collecting on the floor.
I wander aimlessly
wading, splashing with
a tea cup in
my hand
bailing as fast as
I can.
First a bad case of summer time flu then a few days at the beach to recuperate. I'll be catching up today.
The grill is hot and the beer is cold. Good Independence Day everyone.
