Our Nakedness Is Best

Our nakedness is best Embracing the natural glory of bridal lust Silken sheets draped over vulnerable flesh Nothing more generous than her copious bust Searching for each other in the dark Feeling the nerves of the unnamed Blamed for objectification of beauty Obscured by passion of the untamed Invoking the obstacle to love Falling voicelessContinue reading “Our Nakedness Is Best”

Trying To Overcome An Existential Crisis

Trying to overcome an existential crisisHarking back to those foundational yearsEmerging out of my own wounded shadowStriving headlong into those ancient fearsTransitionally limping along these daysBut my injuries aren’t those to be seenNor the stretch marks upon my soulYearning for the notion of becoming cleanThroughout it all, forever fond of the BlondeWoman, hold me closeContinue reading “Trying To Overcome An Existential Crisis”

I Want To Run Away & Join The Circus

I want to run away & join the circusTo be done with this life at seaTo kiss the ground she walks onSolid foundations forever under meScribbling love notes to my ladyCreating a new world of literary lustA positive existence springing forthMy happiness nestled within her bust

Gimme A Minute Till I Look Pretty

Gimme a minute till I look prettyI don’t want to go out there without my cologneI can’t deal with the sketchy peopleYou know, they’ve hidden away all the pay phonesI don’t trust the Gov’t hiding behind rain coatsThe shadows are weary with their demodulationOpen your windows to the rain – expect justiceI shall bare myContinue reading “Gimme A Minute Till I Look Pretty”

I Can Use All The Proper Words

I can use all the proper words When needed, I can even be discrete Whispering the sauciest story you ever heard My dear, because of you, I am complete I tend to be modest, but our love is real By your coy smile, I know I’m on the right track Your fingers trace & slowlyContinue reading “I Can Use All The Proper Words”

You Don’t Want To Admit

You don’t want to admitThat you possibly have some feelsThe epic curve of your bosomHeaving with a thought that I’ll stealYour subtle plaid skirt laid out nicelyLegs tucked behind your shapely derriereForever might be nice if you acceptTogether we meld into a love extraordinaire