Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Go with the flow

The open book, a story unwritten
Putty in hand to shape as you will
Opening doors which lead to doors
Pushing boundaries, unleashing the thrill

How little we know
It’s all for show
Wherever we go
We go with the flow

A rough cut stone to chisel and form
Your blank canvas to ply with paint
Flooding my body with sensual torment
Exposing my nerves ‘til I’m begging to faint

How little you show
Whatever you know
We all try to go
And go with the flow

An empty vessel to fill to the brim
Tempting and teasing you’re making me wait
Pouring and smearing a sticky concoction
Perusing and using my body a plate

How little I know
It’s all for show
You tell me to go
So I go with the flow

Monday, August 29, 2005

Kiss Me Better

Kiss me quickly
For the very last time
Kiss me softly
Say you were mine

Say that you meant it
Our life was your dream
That here at the end
I don’t need to scream

Kiss me longingly
Like you miss me so soon
Kiss me slowly
A kiss to the moon

Tell me you’ll wait there
At the end of this coil
When you’ve long ago left me
On a journey in soil

So kiss me deeply
And kiss me with care
Now all that I need
Is to know you were there

You gave my your love
To which I surrender
Kiss me better
I need to remember

Kiss You Better

Wrapped up in twists and turns
Hands all over the shop
Spinning in infinity she’s lost herself
Not in his eyes but in her lust
They come together a clash of tongues
Licking, flicking with muffled moans
Writhing in each others arms
All too conscious of their own needs
Their rough grinding leaves lips aflame
Teeth chipped, they hope not
Fumbling hands searching for purchase
And finds something new
Something else to kiss
Something new to taste
Bodies pressed so close they ache
Climbing inside each others mouths
Breathlessly they move together
Skin so hot like smoking embers
Smouldering from the heat inside
Searching hands on the move
Trace her skin for gems of flesh
Quivering she takes it in
Eyes close and excited
Breath stilled in her throat
A shout rips them apart
Hearts racing skin flushing
Taboo lingers on their lips
Same time tomorrow, they think so

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Waves

The howling wind excites the mind
As gasping breath it prickles skin
And lingers there upon the nape
With sinister intent

Upon forbidden shores at night
Exquisite stone transforms the flesh
And chilling liquid under foot
Is creeping ever inward

Passing under light caress
A shell of delicate delight
Held against the warm embrace
With tender loving care

Water foams in willingness
Waiting for a heightened gust
Closing in it hunts the senses
Building ever higher

Kneeling at the waters edge
With an intense indulgence
We blissfully anticipate
The waves come crashing down

Saturday, August 13, 2005

I Dreamt I Could Fly

I’m looking out
Upon the night
Where street lamps pierce
The blackest veil
I’m searching for
Something to light
The bleakest scene
Within my soul
And then I see
Reflected back
The sadness in
My own blue eyes
Beyond the door
The autumn wind
Whips up a storm
Of fallen leaves
Oh how I longed
To feel as free
Upon the wind
Rising high
Into the night
I would ascend
To feel the wind
Upon my skin
The icy rain
I would accept
With open arms
My own true love
And looking down
To see the world
With widened eyes
I’ve thrilled to watch
To be as free
As if a bird
Flying high
Without a cage
But looking back
Into my eyes
I see myself
With tear stained cheeks
The dream is gone
It passed me by
I’m chasing leaves
Deep in the night

Friday, August 05, 2005

Whisper

Soft and delicate the spoken word
Floating on the air

Playing

Teasing my ear with a promise
Warm breath penetrates my conscious

Erotic

Tingling though my nerves
Your voice under my skin

Seductive

The elongated essssss
Slithering and sensual the whisperer departs

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Dante's Wand

What is it about you
About the things you do
Holds my imagination
Holds my attention
That traps the eye
I’m asking why

Is it silken skin
The steel within
Is it your shape
The way you drape
The love you make
That I can’t slake

Is it the taste
That I’d not waste
Is it the heat
When our eyes meet
The slick hard lust
The measured thrust

What is it that I need to feel
To hold the ethereal
Close my eyes and savour
That which we devour
Whatever it is you do
I know that I want you

Monday, August 01, 2005

Memories Come Back to Haunt

You’re sitting there with vacant eyes
Looking out on an azure blue skies
You’re looking back into the past
Where everything was built to last

The things you’ve seen, the things you’ve done
Make you what you’ve become
And in the night you cry out my name
Our first embrace leaves your skin aflame

You remember me I know you do
Way back when our love was new
And to you now I send this sign
The memory that you were mine

The things you’ve seen, the things you’ve done
Make you what you’ve become
And in the night you cry out my name
Our last embrace leaves your skin aflame

You’re looking up with bright blue eyes
Into eyes with a similar fire
And in that face you see your own
From the days before you’d grown

And in the night you cry out my name
Our only embrace leaves your skin aflame
The things you’ve seen, the things you’ve done
Make you what you’ve become