OverCome

As his fleeting thoughts drifted
through the tingles of arousal,
the winds shook the trees free
of their laggard leaves.

The panes of his windows grieved
and creaked beneath the growing frost,
like a blanket of lust
obstructing the light.

Obscure

A path for hiking, hidden beneath  
briers and weeds and decaying leaves;
dry crunches of forsaken heath,
trees bending and twisting, grieves

for the sun's light to embrace the scene
in an inflamed fit of lust and greed;
an adventure of sites unseen
like words in poems she'll never read.

Coming........

Every time she walks through the door
she leaves
with weak knees,
knowing she’ll come once more

---thoughts before leaving---

The Seduction

The pen, swirling in curves and lines
up and down, side to side
unruly and wild --
Thrusting with words
penetrating
deeper --
Deep inside, you quiver at the very thought
of bringing life to that which is caught
within the pages of my Trapper Keeper.

-----------Sigh------------

Pleading

Dear Mind, or something sounding similar:
I'm writing to say you must stop
NOW!  With care I carry this Message Love;
Go Gently--Hence, thoughts such as these will lead
to sleeplessness, as you may already have 
noticed?  Not only that, that extra drink
ain't your shrink!  Yea, it makes you cry,
and long, leading to horniness; untouched.
The alternative is a slow death, BUT!
Alas--a sweet stroll it shall be.

in  sanity, I plead with love...  forevermore!

Horniness

The world rocks and shakes
Beneath my hips 'n such,
Much like hairs in a crossfire
Sprung from thoughts in a moment;
Frozen like daiquiris we say
We'll drink one day; alone --
together in a celebration of nothingness...

the vibe

here I am
and
there she is
no matter where I turn
her hands
I feel
around
me, everywhere
and everyday
in all the minutes
ticking by
in pulses
that rush in
jolts
making me
need
to say
hello, it's
the beginning
and ending
of me
and it
ends

with a smile.

Wings

As strange as it may seem, there
are times when I run
laps 'round the
yard to raise
a stink in the 
sun making love
a memory
of you
and
it.

Thirties

There's just something about the thirties
Makes me too flirty
I declare! Those light lines
Tracing around places, mighty fine
To say the least! Those hips
Are so hip and don't get me started on her lips!
Yep! In the thirties is where I always wanted to be
But now I realize it was never about me!

Incessantly

My spine, a highway traffic jam
carrying the thoughts of you
in a current of chills
exploding outwardly, penetrating like
a melting ice cube, dropped
down an unsuspecting shirt.

Microburst

Sitting here, legs crossed

minding my own business,

every DAMN day

your face pops into focus

and BAM!

an explosion strikes

my spine, through my thighs

down to my toes, knocking me off

my foundation... ha! 

I quake below the fault line.

ya know,

   a sudden storm ain't all bad, babe!

A West Dream

 

In bed by twelve, mothering himself
like always. Turning with the motion of spinning,
sheets knotting between knees, he turns to
the left with a sigh.

Upon closing
his eyes, he finds himself moving

through a vast plain, with the crinkles

of yesterdays grass beneath bare feet.

The thick clouds pressing against
him like the weight

of a new lover.

Moving through the field, the air thickened
with humidity, like a moist thicket after a rain.
Huffing even faster, and coming upon the edge of
verdurous woodland with trees the size of giants,
and the color of her cheeks.

Stumbling upon her alluvial flat, bumping up to the side of a gorge,
the trees sway hypnotically, rippling like small explosions
through the length of their trunks. The moan
parting lips, with the warm breath just before a kiss, lost
within the cathedral-like forest.

Inflamed with passion
westerly breezes move the valiant storm in
tinging with electricity,

penetrating deeper than the night.

Climbing to the top of the hillside, the trees on the flat
below like a blue eyed babe, the morning after.
The clouds thin, vision less hazy, eyes open
with the desperation of night, giving way to dawn.

 

moments

Have you ever felt the soft caresses of a hand that's no where near you?  Weirder still, that feeling moves you to places you can only imagine.  Overly dramatic?  a bit.... but DAMN! this gives a whole new meaning to "Get the Sensation."

I'm going to catch my breath now........................................

Lip, Stick

Those lips, oh
how they slip through
this tough skin,
pressing hard
against my soul,
kissing gently, without regard
of what they do,
to me.

The Hatchback Honda Cowboy

He's quite average, under normal
circumstances. No blonde bomb
would give him a third look. But!
When he's The Hatchback Honda cowboy, he is rather special, indeed.
Even this eye could not turn away
from the wonderful sight I saw standing
next to pump number 3 at the Citgo on Church Street, no less.
He was tall with grace, and the face of a baby.
The tight Wranglers made
for an exceptional, ahem... rear seat!
Tucked beneath the black pant leg
were a pair of the best Justin boots
$299 can buy! With the silk red shirt
and the magnificent Stetson, rolled
most perfectly at the sides atop of
his head, it is quite frankly, enough to make any dyke sigh,
Va-Va-Voom!!! (and she did)
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Roadability

Bag packed, Lead-foot dropped
Punch it till I hit it
Good?
Ditch that prick
I got a new trick, better
than that dick, mighty fine
Like you.
Read my sign
Like home not sick
The road, my friend
ride you will, pullin
no stops, once you get the thrill.
Don't fight it, you know it's right
in the clit, yea I said it
Hold on, here I come,
Fuck it!




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Soul Infused Climb Axes

A moment passes, not sure why or if you should've caught it, or why it even came when it did.  We can live entire lifetimes, never understanding the true meaning of a touch, a glance or a smile.  Sometimes, we make our way to a moment that we didn't know we even wanted, until it arrived.  The mystery of life, sometimes it makes me want to blow my fucking brains out, but most times... it just leaves me breathless.   Earth shattering moments that make it impossible to keep the room from spinning or hairs from standing on end.  Why????  Not sure what what is what, and why now.   Day to day, asleep in my own life... Until.  Now, wide awake and caught between yesterday and tomorrow with no known transportation that travels from here to there.  That's the fucking luck of the draw, ain't it?  Exploration jilted by locks and lost keys and dark rooms and.... sigh ........ lost moments.

Did I blow it or is it waiting for the next moment?  Or, maybe still.... this is the moment.  The beginning, The middle, and The ending all at the same time.  That sucks and blows awesome at the same damn time. What I do know, these are the moments that are worth getting out of bed for everyday.  It's a matter of perspective.  Hell, I could easily fall into the abyss and just lay out cause it didn't go this way or that.  I'm putting that option on hold, for now.  Right now, I'm just going to feel your soul penetrating mine, climbing to the highest peak... and riding the rush till its spent!

[insert rising, feel good music here]

Semantics

There's cream and then there's cream.  Dairy cream, half and half, whipped, soft peaks, stiff peaks... Kinda erotic, ain't it?  Now gettin creamed... Hell, that happens every damn day of my life.  I'm so sick of it.
But, the kinda cream I wanna talk about today is,  "I'd really like to make you cream..."  HA! If you need to reach me, I'll be at 123 Gutter lane for the rest of the day.

The English language is my play thing, and I have way too much time on my hands. I never keep it in the lines...

Picture This

A gift or 3, perhaps even 4 intended
for your love, but I didn't know, so
I took it as mine.
It wasn't just a random act of kindness,
If only I'd known...
It's been a week (and a day if you need exactness)
since I've open it,
ya know? since the truth.

Today, I whipped it out... it was like old times!
More times than not,
I beat around the bush,
but today
I'll come right out with it,
LIE TO ME BABY,
Fuck yea, I can take it.
Cause half lies ain't half bad,
when it comes with
happy endings......................

A Kiss...