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Their Eyes Upon Me

Eyes watch me, they’re insideOpinions and judgements. Attempts to understandDo you see me? Look, here I am!I have my dark side and my light tooStorms thunder yet the sun shines Chasing modesty, underwater I swam.Awaken from my blanket of discarded decorationFlowers in bloom, birds do sing,I wonder what those who are watching think?What do youContinue reading “Their Eyes Upon Me”

Forever With Unopened Eye

I wiped the dirt from my hands. Well it was done. I just wish it wasn’t so hard on the kids. They loved that cat. I can admit it now, I liked the little fur ball too. I – Aww, shoot. Not again. I watch with a mixture of horror and admiration as the freshlyContinue reading “Forever With Unopened Eye”

Lost In You

I find myself In your eyesLooking for an anchor With wings on fire.Drowning in a seaOf blue irisesGrasping at reedsThat float byLike lashesIn a blink. I run in a stormOf lightning flashes And crashing thunderWet, the rainLashes my faceLike your tears.Lost in you Seduced by SeductionA collection of 30 poems about seduction, seducing and beingContinue reading “Lost In You”

Magic 9 Poem: The Bear Necessities

Magic in the air Her scent floats like gossamer upon the breeze A lifetime with her I want to share We share licks of ice cream Our worries disappear, we walk without a care I stop her and get down on one knee I look up and see her, dazzling and so fair This decisionContinue reading “Magic 9 Poem: The Bear Necessities”

So The

Her skin so softThe stranger I brushed byThe touch was brief, An accidental graze of fingersThe briefest contact of skin on skinYet I can’t forget Her skinSo softEyes so brightThe woman who stared at meOnly for a second, maybe lessMore than enough timeFor souls to connectYet I can’t forget Her eyesSo brightSmile so warmThe greetingContinue reading “So The”

The Pang of Loss

I can’t believe she’s gone. My heart still beats but in legato. I breath but only in sighsDrawn out like the sands of the desert. The horizon blurs like the vision of my future. The pang of loss hangs upon me, an oxen yoke with misery.My soul cries out curses to my ancestors, cursing themContinue reading “The Pang of Loss”

Time To Fly

“What are you doing out here?” he asked in a whisper. “Something told the wild geese to fly,” she answered. He looked at her, trying to hide the worry from his eyes. “They do that every year -” “But not at this time. Not now. Something’s different.” He watched her. She stood there looking upContinue reading “Time To Fly”

LICK

I’m going to lick you,Like a lollipop, a short stop,On the way to heaven.My tongue, my touch,Will keep going until you drop.Feel that wetBetween your lipsAs I slip and slide between the folds of sweet delight.Long movement up and downExtrinsic determination with some vibrationTo bring you delight all through the nightExcite your nerve endings andContinue reading “LICK”

SLUT

I say slut like it rolls off the tongueIt stays in my mouth and coats my teethIt fills my mouth and dribbles down my chinWhen I say slut, I say itWith the appreciation of a fine wineAged and opened to breatheTo be sipped and consumed andFill my belly with fire.Sex deprived, denied, describedTo delight, invite,Continue reading “SLUT”

Butt Why?

It seems as if there would be a freedomIn the bondage that containsThe very nature of it is contraryBut that my dear is the very pointA point, it may pierce but more oftenThan notIt is just there to feelThe tease of the wheel, the painIs the very joy of the experienceWhy squirm? It seems toContinue reading “Butt Why?”