my words

icarus once saw the heights but hubris was his weighty price

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:33:00 -0400

fallen
abased
descended
denigrated
fallen
from grace
abased
through space
descended
disgraced
i have fallen
fallen
from wishes
base and low
desires you don’t know
fallen

dying light before the sunrise

Sun, 19 May 2013 12:11:03 -0400

looking back
through the rearview
to you
home flickering red
in the hesitant brake lights
the tailights setting fire
to places left
behind
the black snow floated down
filling the air
the bitter taste of burned hope
the faint strain
of strings idly bowed
the song of a heart
gone to ash
i wanted hope
and heart to sing
but in the dying light
of last embers
you gave your kiss
to him
and yet beneath the breaking dawn
the western pacific lies
placid and patient
a horizon of light spilling out
across the plain
what can be seized by wish and want
what can be sowed by trust and try
where can you go
once the pyrhic past
has gone to ash
there is always another dawn
stretching out upon the western road
just beware
the icarus curse
for every rising light
casts forth its heat

the secret way you have when no one else can see

Sun, 19 May 2013 00:17:10 -0400

show me
with a wanton look
your heated touch
as if all alone
with the heat of lust
strip away your care
strip away all thought
with a wanton touch
with a heated look
show me
let my eyes devour
what you hide beneath
let me in to see
what you hide away

your legs are crossed and still I think about the placement of my lips

Sat, 18 May 2013 23:55:11 -0400

the curve of your calf
move often it is the smooth warmth
the silken softness of thigh
against parting lips in a kiss
that warm nuzzle silken smooth
that comes to mind
but now
at this moment
it is the curve of your calf
i want to feel
against my kiss
my fingers holding the arch
of your soul
feeling your skin
my questing lips seeking
just that pulse point
where i can find your heat
and trace the line straight
into your heart

the arcane meaning of a dream

Thu, 16 May 2013 23:55:36 -0400

what does it mean
that the light in your eyes
wakes me in a dark night
and leaves me wondering
what does it mean
that your words come
out of the blue
with little herald or warning
and my heart races
to see you reach for me
what does it mean
that I dream
the warm taste of your kiss
of wanting more of you than this
plotting collisions in the street
wondering if we will ever meet

where dreams may abide

Mon, 13 May 2013 00:30:14 -0400

and dreams are not the province alone
of the sleeping mind
for i will find myself bestirred at times
by the roused from dreaming
rumination
of my fingers that have been transported
from their earthly norm
to search out and caress
soft places warm becoming heated
at their touch
at times my lips will start awake
from dreaming
of your kiss
and that moment of tightening
round soft places that will waken
to their touch
yes dreams invest in many places
teasing memories
into wishes
teasing wishes
into hopes

I cannot stop what I will not

Sun, 12 May 2013 21:20:09 -0400

sheltersky:

i want to stop thinking about you. I want to stop creating images and scenes of you, of us, of my hands on you, of your hands on me. Even though I cannot unbutton your shirt, slowly as my eyes are fixed on yours, the warmth of your skin revealed little by little until I pull the cloth from your shoulders and press my lips to your neck, I cannot stop thinking about how you would look sitting before me barely clad. I want to stop thinking about the first time your breasts would be bared to me, and my hand wondering traces the curves and contours before needing to press my lips against you and taste you with my questing tongue. I want to stop the scripting that gets more and more extreme, since i cannot see you, cannot touch you, the scenes in which I take hold of you binding you to the bed naked, so that you cannot escape what now I want to do. I want to stop the desire that runs hot in my veins simmering beneath my skin, hardening my desire to a throb that needs release within you. But I do not want to let go of you and so, all I have are the thoughts and images that my desire will create.

what lips and fingers want is just a start

Sun, 12 May 2013 10:59:38 -0400

the taste of you
in a kiss
with that kiss
that shivers you so
the feel of you
against finger tips
the movement
of hips
that curls up toes
the taste of you
warm and sweet
on my tongue
heady scent
on my skin
dizzying desire
swelling within

on waking from my dreams

Sun, 12 May 2013 09:47:18 -0400

some dreams
are felt within a heavy fog
the dank moments unfolding
inexorably timed
and waking from the fog held dream
the tendrils waft still
with the morn
some dreams
are suffered locked in chains
the weight of fear
and pain so cold
and waking from that prison place
the shackle marks
are slow to fade
some dreams
are warmed in summer’s grace
the honeyed sun
on beauty’s face
your hand in mine
our lips can touch
and waking from that dream
is loss

when waiting for you with bated breath

Sat, 11 May 2013 10:27:31 -0400

tell me a story
that lifts your hem
that shows me your hunger
that opens your heart
tell me a story
of unbridled desire
when you were unleashed
your hips set on fire
tell me a story
of loss never gained
of needs unfulfilled
of being restrained
tell me a story
a kiss and a smile
that look in your eyes
that keeps me beguiled

stepping out of the dream

Sat, 11 May 2013 09:16:00 -0400

i dreamed of dark carpathian crags
your hair streamed in the wind
as did the white lace
of your hem
as did your slender arms
you stood looking into leaden sky
horizon beyond your view
and when the rain came
despair’s deluge
no drop did stain your lace
until the tears fell hard and fast
streaming from your face
i dreamed of sunlit hardwood
an impossibly empty room
the honey gold glow
suffused the air
belying distance grown
the echo of voices
not yet heard
crouched pregnant
in the walls
with just the slow pulse
of blood and breath
to signal future’s call

leaving a memory impressed deep within

Fri, 10 May 2013 16:56:42 -0400

i want to touch you
so you know you have been
touched
so the memory of the moment
is the yardstick against which
the future is understood
i want to slide deep inside
the heat of you
taking hold of you
moving you to the beat
of my desire
i want to touch you
and take you
leaving you
with the heat of a moment
that does not fade
readily in the night

dancing words and dreams

Thu, 09 May 2013 18:08:16 -0400

are you
the dancer in my dreams
who twirls in circles
face unseen
the movement of your hips
and legs
that captures me and makes
me beg
are you
the author of my night
who writes a story
taking flight
the movement of your words
and mind
steals my breath and thoughts
unwind
are you
the poet of my desire
whose lines unfold
set me afire
or are you
a ghost whose
whispers tease
who dances near
before you leave

ethereal kiss

Wed, 08 May 2013 11:16:38 -0400

it was the touch of your lips
that i wanted
that i want
that i need
that light in your eyes
the way your lips bend
to smile
the touch of your hand
that i dream of
that i dream
that i need
the tilt of your head
the quizzical look
that i have never seen
it is the touch of you
lips and hips
hands and legs
that i want
that i dream
but how can a ghost
ever kiss
me

close my eyes and dream again

Mon, 06 May 2013 20:34:57 -0400

i close my eyes
to dream the warmth
of your lips against mine
to feel the silken heat
of your skin against mine
i close my eyes
to dream the twining
of your fingers with mine
to feel the tightening
of your legs around mine
i close my eyes
i close my eyes
i part with a sigh
and i close my eyes

call out in need, call out in want

Mon, 06 May 2013 20:19:56 -0400

don’t run
from the want
and the hunger
that heats you skin
that leaves you
stirring
in the night
just call
in your want
and the hunger
call out for the touch
for the kiss
of hips that becomes
more than just
a kiss

beyond the reach of arms

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:36:22 -0400

i saw your eyes as hollow
from a heart grown cold with pain
i saw your words as anguish
from desire that still remains
i know you wish for respite
from the loss that never fades
i wish my arms could soothe you
from the thoughts that still abrade

dark desire that hides love

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:32:17 -0400

in the darkness of the night
beneath the plush black velvet sky
the world flung open wide
and cavernous
the echo of my heart
throbbing hot within my veins
pulsing low beneath the stars
calling you
oh i should call your name
whispered syllables so sweet
or i could call your bluff
hands quite ready to take charge
but i just feel desire
sailing hot along my veins
the desire riding high
with you far away from here

the wish, the thought, the desire

Fri, 03 May 2013 10:03:00 -0400

the image of you
curves under cloth
smile to light the night
movement that steals
my sight
and i want you
fingers aching to trace
the curves
lips aching to taste
the smile
hips aching to move
in you
the words you write
fingers tapping
lines that sing
empty spaces
draw me in
and i want you
fingers reaching to trace
the words
lips moving to whisper
new lines
hips shifting beneath
your signs

the touch that fades, was it ever mine

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 13:32:38 -0400

your kiss
that i will never have
again your lips
i cannot taste now
your eyes
that i cannot ensnare
again your eyes
elude me
your heart
that i cannot entrap
again your heart
escapes me
your hand
your hand
that i would hold
has slipped away
i’ve lost you