my words

Words are wind and rain, whispers and tears

May 30

haunted without release

i could hold you
in my arms
but i could not
stop you slipping
through my fingers
i could write down
my desire
but i could not
keep you warm
two ghosts can haunt
each others nights
but cannot kiss
bound into place
by time and ties
the chains that weigh
without release
ghosts held to haunt
and cannot fly
thought hearts may call
across the night


May 29

el sueno de la razon

monstruos en la noche
once unleashed by license of sleep
unchecked by conventions of day
it is not the moon but the loss of sun
that floods canyons washing away pretense
stripping bare to the heat of your eyes
defenseless against your smile
no longer restrained
my hands move faster than my thoughts
seeking you again


what lies within

i see you
walking innocence
but i know the truth
concealed
beneath the curtain
you hide curves
and hunger
that keeps
simmering
lift the hem
and show
the need
you keep
hidden down
inside
and i will take
hold of you
and will not
let you go


captured by you

your lips
the curve
so slight
slightly reddened
against pale skin
your lips
they part
i feel the warmth
become heat
beneath my skin
your lips
they whisper
words of hunger
words of heat
and night
your lips
i want them
pressed against me
arms around you
tight


the ghostly touch

o to touch
you
lips against lips
hands holding hips
finger tip tease
sliding in deep
o to be touched by
you
hands on my face
lips taking tastes
riding astride
take me inside


under the white flag, surrender

i watch you
slip out of that
pristine white
so innocent
even your pale skin
looks dark
with nothing below
nowhere to hide
curves and desire
your eyes hot
with dare
with hunger
your fingers
taking hold
of your own flesh
twisting tenderness
into flame


tracing you

warm lips
pressed against
your hip
parting
the swirl of hot breath
on your skin
fingers tracing lines
of heat
to the center
of your desire


May 28

kept in the dark, insensate and sensitive

eyes under cloth
you cannot see
the touch to come
out of the dark
just a finger tip
along your cheek
or is it another
kind of touch
wrists bound tight
you cannot reach
a hand to hold
and that finger
moves to circle
to trace
desire
upon your skin
circling your lips
you feel the friction
heat your skin
parting to take
it in
you seek some
control some direction
out of the dark
surprise
your body starts
as your legs cannot
close
ankles bound apart
and the heat builds
within
what was a touch
light and soft
becomes a firm
exploration
of all your hidden
hungers


tied, and a net

i will tie you
to my heart
hold you close
won’t let you
fall
if you let me
take your hand
if you take me
as i am


sensory deprivation, insensate

crushed rose petal
sweet scent
fingers closing on
velvet blooms
wishing my fingers
on your soft skin
your heady scent
filling my head
to breathe you in
to drink you in
my lips parting
tongue tip tasting
your desire
filling my mouth
the sound of you
filling my ears
as i take you
and move you
to my rhythm
but i can only
dance alone
my voice
my only sound
even as my body
cries out
for you


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