| Expectations Black night will illuminate my love's expectations I wrap myself in you on wrinkled sheets where even fallen angels fear to tread. Handle the crystalline ice of my shattered heart with care Be careful not to slice yourself with the shards of my love Uplift my darkened moon to starry skies where I wait for the tender truth of love Climb into my heaven Where I await with my delightful fire for you to caress my trembling lips as they gnaw on your broken fingers My love, expect much My love, expect nothing. |
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| Hunger I long for the smile so rare of your sarcastic lips To lick the bitter salt tears off your cupids mouth would satisfy my delight Hunger creeps through my fingertips which want to taste your skin My eyes, my eyes want to drink in your visage Oh, but rather to close my eyes and allow my body to explore yours in a never ceasing hunger |
| Tease When reflected with delicious desire the clouds betray secrets of soft sunlight found playing with love simply naked transformations drift never seeing the lost pools of love glistening bright in the dark night sky midnight stars tell delicious lies But they betray lover's longing The heavens seem to know how to tease at all hours |
| Walk beyond the window warm tears stain my trembling flesh another afternoon out under the cool delicious rain alone |
| Her Hands She spreads thoughful pure love No imperfection allowed Only her hands know this familiar deadness found within desire |
| Filter Light circled the stages where a playful dance unfolded A bright light gracefully chased her thoughts which danced with the starlight in a glowing perfect embrace |
| Apology Overflowing memories of desire echo when soft flesh apologizes for the missed love found melting through you |
| Touch I am longing for my love to touch my warm skin with open desire Thoughtless you drive me to my very end |
| Sewing & Stitching I occasionally thread tempting snippets of moments up into unrestrained dreams Images seemingly recall ecstacy to anchor the drifting memory |
| A Question of Force Forget about dark desire for once, could the glowing candles draw shadows deep with precious love? |
| After Heaving completely, lovers pardon silence granting conversation through the naked spaces of their souls |
| The Moment When waiting for passion to throw a fenzied thunderbolt we must remember to laugh from the heart |
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| His Love The morrow's dark rays vow they will not weave light But with his love he draws glowing spheres of astral serenity |
| Daydream lingering eyes still remember walking barefoot through an unreality when innocence was the pretense of time |
| Childhood Between the days of pirates in trees and Indians on weed-grown lawns Laughing adventures are our childhood |
| Parting My wounded eyes long to know him for he is my true desire found when we ended |
| The Garden Path Our days once were enjoyed along streets where only fences went between childhood adventures |
| Laying in Bed Afternoons of desire will strive to grope for the eternity of love's soft laugh |
| Starry Night Some stars laugh out towards others reaching the end of love who desire the soft moon's touch |
| A July Day With an iced latte desire our sugar sweetened sweltering love is pressed firmly within this hot summer day |
| Silence Your silence is at its loudest when I am tangled in You arms legs bodies whole |
| Garden of Time Whisper beneath the moon in our starry home Stroke my hair while I lie beside you in this garden of time where firey sprites favor us with light shows to dazzle the eyes Hold my hand, breathless you and I together beneath the stars |
| Again Savor sweet smell of the elusive one that which is a slippery creature into hands and back out out of door out of life Lost to the cold once more |
| Six(dedicated to the guys of Jet Set Six) Stand on top of the world while you watch the vibrating sounds of a trippy hipped out neon time warp. Go-Go if you dare to dance with the lights of a city so rare and a sound so divine Move your body to the new rhythm of pulsating beats and mind blowing horns I STOP! and turn my head around... There they are a symphony of six on a stage where stars are their background and sheer bliss is their sound |
| these are copywrited too |