Essense

She is fearlessIn the essenceOf her weaknessThe shallow waters of hopeSpring through herCast aside her doubt His glory breathes in her lungsInhaling the lightThey see their sorrowsReach a handWipe the dirt and standAcknowledge the abuse The strengthLike layersOf skinElasticFragileThin The energyHas a purposeShe adornsIts presencesWith her fire

Lonely Moon

Call the moon Conjure Her hidden temptress Surrender to Sensual images Unable to Escape From her gaze Trace her flesh With your lips Knowing her Vibration Of secrets Crawl inside The misty dew Make it Breathe come alive Howl claw Moan with Desire

And

Night falls upon restless minds Cold breeze of longing Linger in blankets Wrapped around scars Made by days alone in sullen dreams Morning hides the pain Dawn rises below punished lessons unsolved Tortured wings shackled Preventing flight or freedom A tear glides slowly Covering the bruised smile Dripping sorrow and fear On pillowcase clouds

Dive

Dive deep into sultry Blue sea Follow the current Guided by bright Diamond sparkling stars Ebbing at the Shallow beating shore Translucent skies Canvas the Purple escapade conjuring up Silent burnt horizon filled with Passin On Wistful moans Escape thoughts Embracing soft salty Tender clouds

Moon Shadows

Moon shadows Swallowing sparkling Eyes Effervescent skin On Silk sheets blazing dreams Pulling Floral threads Revealing Her passion Craving To Scratch His wants Waiting breathlessly For moments She won’t share With anyone else

December

Wintry winds Twinkle Pearls of poetry Dance slow motion Pulsing Calling her body A polar diamond Burns deep Wetting the laced body Squeezing releasing Purring clawing Belted behind layers of denim Chastise her His eyes sizzle her skin Teeth tear her sweet creamy flesh Leaving a Salty taste of Lust upon their lips

Slow Dance

In the slow dance it is easier to work as our bodies Come together paper and pen no concern nor reward Composing is not the goal but as the body moves under the purposeful hands charged and yearning we cut the leash you create me against your thighs Filled with images moving through our words …

Stormy Moon

Be the storm With the calmness Of unharnessed passion Picture the sun rise Within foreboding eyes The warmth afterglow of the harvest moon Sinking upon the skin Taste pulsing lips Ever beholden To the moonlight Searching for mystical charms Wrapped in purring Soldering sighs Harnessing commands Sounds of tender mews Welcoming the feeling Without demand

The Moon

The silvery moon senses desire with its electric sultry glow Clouds part the heavenly blue sky like the sandy shores Hiding from the bronze sun peaking beneath in slumber Tides roam soft bodies Searching for A touch Magnetic desire escapes the fingertips Then Slowly The moon fades Velvety morning glow wakes the world

Kitten

Her sighs Scratched his haunted thoughts Tangled in Silk limbs Purring Mewing tingling taunting his skin Smothering Pulsating nerves Soft Murmurs Biting Supple berry lips Calming beating Whispering Screams on flesh Hold tight restless Untamed tiger