Trial Attorney. Sports. Music. Poetry. Philosophy. Deep Thoughts. Good times! Some of its magic; some of it’s tragic; but I’ve had a good life the whole way.
Squeeze my whiskers between your quivering thighs
Pull your fingers through my hair
Feel my lips kissing you softly
Follow my tongue as it traces you slowly
Scratch your ecstasy across my shoulders
Open as my fingers explore you
Moan my name across your lips
Drown me slowly
My hunger for you is boundless
Not limited by distance or time
Unsatiated.
I digest each syllable you offer
Never feeling full
Always wanting more,
Of you.
I long to feel your skin beneath my fingers
Your taste on my lips
As I devour your darkness
And bring you to life.
Hello
Sweet flower of May
Shocking to the senses of this chill September
Your color shines bright on this autumn field
I stand back lest my shadow dim your vibrant color
Flight or fancy I cannot tell
I pause.
Bask in your shimmering beauty for but a moment
And continue on.
Gently
My fingers trace the outline of your lips
Softly
Our lips collide
Slowly
Our lips part in perfect harmony
Lightly
My tongue dances, tapping in and out; round and round
Deeply
I breathe you in
Hungrily
I taste your essence
Eagerly
I lap your nectar
My pleasure
I wonder
While you are sleeping
As I rest wide awake
If it is of me that you are dreaming
And a future that is ours to make?
Can you feel my presence
The whisper of my caress
Sleep now my darling angel
Enjoy your peaceful rest.
Gracefully
You catch my eye
Summer sundress fantasy.
My breath catches
My heart skips
All this you have done to me.
Every move
Every smile
Lightens up my day.
I crave the secrets
That you hide
Beneath your sexy sway.
12 bars
Slow n easy
Find the back beat
Fingers glide
Make her bend;Scream;Wail
The growl fills the room
Sweat drips
Eyes closed
Just you and her
Till you’re both black n blue
Screaming into the night
My Words
Undress you slowly
One syllable at a time
Until you lie exposed
To my rhyme
Tangled in my syntax
Caught in my verse
Captivated
By my prose
My tongue is my weapon
Gentle is its touch
Explosive is its impact
Leaving you blushed;
Breathless;
And wanting more.
In the quiet
I imagine
Meeting you
The one behind the words
And smoldering lines.
The girl with the killer smile
That drives me to write these rhymes and phrases
Hoping you will like them- me.
What lies beneath your tangled prose?
I truly want to know
Is there a place for me?
The bourbon and I
Sharing truth
Quietly
Sip by biting sip
Alone yet again
My tongue loosens
While the bourbon
Just listens
As my tears fall on the rocks
We are all but stardust
Forged in the mill of time
Condensed to flesh and blood
Churned with emotion and intellect
Memories of our past haunt us
So we longingly gaze upwards
As we yearn for our future
And a return to our beginning
Whilst we all too quickly
Turn to dust again
It is in the quiet moments
Right before I drift to sleep
That I am haunted by the memories
Not of you.
But of what was
And what will never be
So I close my eyes tighter
Breath deeper
And push the memories away
So I may dream in peace
Of what is yet to come
And what will be