it is a vigilant path we must tread at times
pull an intimate confidant close, with caring prudence
draw attention to behavior
a gentle tap to the shoulder
please think this over
here we reach into the depths of astute thinking
the true friend who stands not at the ledge
looking down upon some disaster
but into the eyes of a beloved one
who realizes some never fear
to be a friend when others walk away
those who we are told in the wisdom of love
would lay down life in a moment's notice
a true friend remains as such, no matter the price
that devotion comes with discernment, insight
an obligation to each other
times we need to pause and listen
as my mother would tell you
an intelligent man's self-assurance
carries the judgment that he may be wrong
Oregon 9/7/26
If you love me, tell me now.
Actions speak louder than words,
Especially when I wear my heart like a crown.
You’re my choice of drug—
Addictive.
Mentally, physically, and emotionally.
You’re the queen of my heart,
No crown needed.
Till death do us part,
But death will be beneath us.
Nothing will ever come between us.
Eyes blue like the Atlantic,
So deep I get lost in them.
My lips on your skin—
What a heavenly taste.
You’re all I desire;
You can call it a sin.
You’re mine, forever and always.
Pull me closer.
I’m in your arms, my love.
All my worries fade away,
Like a cloud on a sunny day.
You’re perfection.
You’re my peace in every storm.
Even on the darkest days,
Your smile still shines through.
Just me and you.
Trusting takes time,
Play perfect pleasure,
Linger longer lover,
Strike sensual strings.
Open ourselves only,
Enjoy every emotion,
Linger longer lover,
Make merry melodies.
I breathe you in
Deep within my soul,
I breathe you in
Until I loose control,
I breathe you in
You make me whole.
About being able to understand a language but not speak
Like with people
I can understand you,
but everything gets muddled in translation
and you don't seem to know how much I understand you.
I can't tell you in a way you will recognize.
And when I speak in my own language,
you shake your head
and leave
because you can't understand me, and there is no use.
How many people have left me because I don't know how to communicate in a way they understand?
How many people have left because I scream in a language of love that sounds like rubbish to them?
hidden, I watched — the full moon gathered only for her
as October softened, she bathed, beauty
Birds scatter above goldish light rays
sourced from sun and streetlamps
that light a damp walkway with dewy air.
Walking is a long-legged, brunette beauty
adorned in simple, classy black and white
who hides somber, wanting eyes beneath a
stylish black hat. Golden bouquet in hand,
she passes a suited, middle-aged man - passes him so close it seems intimate, as
if they are also two secrets passing.
Feel my energy
& come to me.
Notice that knot
in your stomach
& know it's my breaking heart.
Rise without thought
& find your keys.
Excuse yourself
& run to me.
Fear my cooling.
Break the speed limit
to catch me awake.
Catch me thinking of you
& hoping you would come.
I can hear the wolves howling.
A blue moon sky tonight,
movement, motion, magical,
we're synchronized just right.
Her silhouette's smoldering
behind translucent screens.
Perfect, pleasing, pandering,
my fantasy, her scene.
Incense burning, candles aglow,
a breeze blows her to me,
luscious, lacy, lingering,
the only thing I see.
She touches without touching,
spectator on a chair;
wanting, warning, whispering,
she lashes me with hair.
Sorceress now claims her prey.
our bodies do entwine,
teasing, touching, tenacious,
then finally she is mine.
Two bodies brace for battle,
a squall stirs up the sea,
holding, heaving, heavenly,
right where I want to be.
Our hungry mouths are feasting,
enlightenment now sought,
rampant, racing, ravenous,
until that moment's caught.
sensual touches
sate a need that aids depressed
hearts seeking passion
patches to cover twin aches
worn as scars from rejection
escape needs fulfilled
covers hold two stories told ~
desperate duet
The will to feel each other skin to skin while sleeping in one bed
you want me, don’t deny it
you know it’s not right, it won't be right
Trying to distract myself from crying
telling you perverse ideas
Making you sweat and tell me what you’d do to me if I were there
The ideas get more grousome each time we talk
tickets to my city are being bought
The hotel is being booked
I’m a child dressed up as an adult
Sitting on the edge of the bed
Why do I keep going? it’s not right
I hate how my body reacts to your words of holding me down, choking me, staring into my eyes
It’s all inside my mouth
All I see in my head is a repeating stream of fantasies
I reread them
imagine them
feeling it inside of me
for hours like in coma I repeat them in my head
and if you ask me how I feel
I wouldn’t know what to say
How dare I complain when I did this to myself
It's all just words and writings
Eye to eye desire begins,
Ignites a flame that grows within.
Mirrors whisper sweet soulful things,
Two lovers hearts begin to sing.
Fingertips reach for satin touch,
Impressions left are craved so much.
Slowly stroke erotic places,
Leaving grins upon two faces.
Fall into the wealth of a kiss,
Enchanted hearts embrace in bliss.
Teasing tongues dance amidst wildfire,
Adding fuel to raging desire.
Low pillow voices moan and sigh,
Seduction’s spirit soaring high.
Tender release of echoed words,
The sweetest love that’s ever heard.
Spread lover’s wings and ease inside.
Feeling the rush of passion’s tide.
Such perfect rhythm unrehearsed,
Wave after wave, deeply immersed.
Powerful force, indifference fades,
Love conquers all that it invades.
Ecstasy rides on crystal beams,
Softly weaved into silky dreams.
The intimacy of knowing your body
as well as I know my own…
The unspoken permission
to touch with my hands,
to feel with my lips,
my tongue,
to move upon and explore
the most secret of places,
witness the most intimate functions.
Your salty sweat is delicious,
your saliva is like fine wine.
Each pale hair that covers you
deserves attention and devotion.
I want to taste the words
that spill from your lips as you speak,
taste the flavor of my name on your mouth.
I want to crawl inside of you,
as if you had a uterus
and it could be the womb
where I suck my thumb,
secure and safe.
To know you as intimately as I know myself,
and to peek in at your thoughts…
to seek and find that hidden place
where your soul resides!
I would that I could lay seige
to the shelter that succors your naked,
vulnerable soul…
and live there with you,
hold you in my arms for eternity.
Identified no more with form,
with spatial silence as the norm,
poised in stillness, one with the all,
we feel God’s touch, tender and warm.
No images left to recall,
our vaporised presence stands tall,
as pure awareness self-aware,
bolstered by a benign bliss squall.
This revelation which we share,
is for those souls who choose to pair,
with love and light in heart aflame;
aura of soul we always wear.
Oh! How I despise dawn’s blushing optimism
and dried hydrangea blooms sepia skinned and papery thin.
Humdrum hands beat doldrums drum.
Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness?
A gnawing hollow where my heart should be.
Where cinder clouds float in negative space
memories collect like nesting sparrows beneath eaves.
I stray, a waif lost with my armful of loss.
Your death did steal my breath and heartbeat like a thief
while October’s wind trembled aspens like harp strings.
(Ten Poem Titles)
The Corruption Of My Lust For Life
Autumn Side Of September
Mundane Matters Of Mortals
Theft Of My Will To Survive
In Woes And Throes Of Sorrow
A Vanilla Dove
Escape Of The Bluesman’s Song
The Sham Of My Humanity
Death Is The Bane Of My Existence
The Shedding Trees Of Autumn
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