A Dancing, Twirling Girl

A dancing, twirling girlCaught up in the bedglowFree from the concernsA proper lady to surely knowChamber chorus versus JazzShe couldn’t guess where I’d beThat’s what kept us apartImprovisational styles she couldn’t seeCocktails in the early afternoonShe liked her whiskey neatA traditional, proper beautyBut couldn’t meet when it came to the sheetsStriking poses within silhouettesAdmittedly swooningContinue reading “A Dancing, Twirling Girl”

Sometimes You Just Need An Excuse

Sometimes you just need an excuse To do something completely irrational… Small moments creating larger smiles This party is increasing – It’s going National Jerry’s singing loud, making me dance Wave that flag, wave it wide & high Light the fires, let’s make it count Happy Birthday, America! – on this 4th of July!

Dancin’ On The Dew Drops

Dancin’ on the dew drops Behind the magic of the unseen Lettin’ the sun shine through Another morning light & serene Duck & dive past negativity Run free; barefoot on the grass Soak up all of nature’s joy I’m gonna go pinch my woman on the ass Image by Olichel Adamovich from Pixabay

I’m Sitting Here Morose

I’m sitting here moroseReading pages & thumbing my noseBored by the status quoBreaking off from the path we choseI’m searching for a worthy womanTo take by the waist & forever danceWho desires to explore love& live by the seat of her underpants Image by Amanda Zhang from Pixabay 

The Man Has You Grinding Away

      The man has you grinding awayThe organ makes the monkey danceYou’re looking for the Promised LandBut you never really had the chance You’re writing your soul on the pageFriends support & love all they heardBut the critics cry foul & laugh bitterlyYou’re only as good as your last word

Daylight Creaking Up Over The Atlantic

Daylight creaking up over the AtlanticFirst light’s rays struggling over the seaMy bones seem to have a bit of rustBetter lubricate with some more coffee Dancing upon the shores of the St. John’sWe don’t need carpets; red or otherwiseWe only need our bare skin to touchEnding with me whispering between your thighs

She’s Shakin’ Those Hips

She’s shakin’ those hips Drivin’ me wild with thirst If I try to tag along My mind’ll surly burst Please loosen my tie Could I have a slug of wine If I close my eyes Could she ever be mine It’s a delicate inferno Blazin’ through the night I find myself dry Only she’s inContinue reading “She’s Shakin’ Those Hips”

There’s Something To Be Said For Going Outside

There’s something to be said for going outside Wallowing in the dirt, smearing it on your skin Returning your soul to the Earth, to be truly free There’s only one life; you’ve got to get it in Remove society’s reign over your instincts Dance unhindered; strip & frolic completely bare Be at peace with theContinue reading “There’s Something To Be Said For Going Outside”

The Lord Created Me For One Purpose

  The Lord created me for one purpose To show you passion & keep you happy I’m here to reciprocate this smile Though it might come off kinda sappy I want nothing more than all of you To take your hand & forever dance Please excuse my directness I’m hopeless when it comes to romance

Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki

Frayed cuff on antique khakiKnowing thy state of dressI wasn’t as dapper as she was used toHoping she wouldn’t think any less He wasn’t any better than a prigHer dance card drawing sideways looksQuietly, she enjoyed my wicked tongue& the way we shared our crooked books Shaking the dust off our neglected spinesCertain steps leadContinue reading “Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki”

Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls

Ill reputed minstrel & her fancy dolls Forever punished for my dated sin A hushed wish for something more Images of the whiteness of porcelain Do not lead me through vacant doors No need to become another mistake Removed from that dreadful life Sparing additional pain for her own sake Dancing lightly in the darknessContinue reading “Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls”

Saddle Up To The Counter

Saddle up to the counter Anxiety requiring a shot or two Feeling warmth of liquid bliss Slowly beginning to feel like you Tension of these recent events But knowing he’s always on your side Methodically flirting for good measure You’re aglow; his fair-haired bride Hand in hand to go dance in the rain Never lettingContinue reading “Saddle Up To The Counter”

Swapping Daisy Buchanan For Lady Brett

Swapping Daisy Buchanan for Lady BrettDreams & visions traded for a martini glassThe swirls of ice resemble their heartsThe disappearing notion of the dignified classSo we raise a toast for decent luckThese three olives constitute her daily menuDancing off silently out onto the verandaSubtly becoming her own performance venue

I Don’t Use Umbrellas, Dear

I don’t use umbrellas, dearI’d rather dance in the rainLet it cascade gently overCleansing us of lingering painLet me take you in my armsInto your dreams – my words will pushLooking deep into my eyesAs I squeeze your tush

Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning

Awake early in the naked, teal morning Still wet from dancing in the rain My subconscious kissing her femininity But the memories remain love-stained Her fingers gripping my shoulders Our souls constantly trying to absorb Soft, low moans quietly evident I’m enchanted by her fleshy orbs We’re exposed in the light of dawn A realnessContinue reading “Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning”

The Curtains Rose Gently

The curtains rose gently Caught in the morning breeze An undisputed beauty My heart soaring above the trees Our feet sore from the dancing Closest to perfection I ever saw All the while her lips were sealed & she was hiding secrets in her bra

The Beat Making My Diesels Sweat

The beat making my Diesels sweatThis is beyond my usual sceneUsually I can’t dance without regretNeeding a lot more alcohol & caffeineGlow sticks & the whole lot to lampoonI can’t live life with digitized crapMoving my body like an analog buffoonI need to find a pretty lady to sit upon my lapI spy one inContinue reading “The Beat Making My Diesels Sweat”

Strike Up The Band, Sweet Lady

Strike up the band, Sweet Lady I have the feeling we need to dance Your Southern Charms come calling & I’m feeling I might get my chance I’ll compliment your lovely gown & whisper all my devious thoughts At the sight of your enticing blush My nipples grow a little more taut

Dowager Queen Dressed Like A Nun

Dowager Queen dressed like a nun Looking for courtesies in murky nights Whispering to me “this is gonna be fun” Shadows dance in tranquil candlelight I’m all in as she shucks her brassiere Mixing metaphors with her gin Titillated whenever she comes near Pulling lace away from her original sin

Life Should Have More Dancing

Life should have more dancing More twirls, laughs, dips, lifts & general glee We can make anything happen Once she comes home with me A dream can be a reality if she believes I know the passionate way I would hold her My own heart pumping infinite love Visions of slipping that dress off herContinue reading “Life Should Have More Dancing”

Dancing Socialites & Reformed Ladies

  Dancing socialites & reformed ladies Choices of the malevolently absurd Not really what you figured to be Those weren’t the chances you heard Life tries to knock us all off The rugged seem tenacious & alive Tapping toes with your perfect partner Where do we step when we want to survive

Low Evenings Persistently Intrude

Low evenings persistently intrude Fancy parties & sensitive souls Facades draped in lush decor Strong mixed spirits don’t leave you full Trashy nights with unseen acquaintances Low cut blouses & nylon dreams in heels Witnessing dancers locked in solitude Push away the day We don’t need another slow reveal

Radiating A Positive Vibe Henceforth

Radiating a positive vibe henceforth A smile & skip in the most mundane chores Yet perceptions of domestic divinity  Always can accomplish just a little more Backlogged Cinderella fantasies Dancing amid a swirl with a feather duster Cautiously watching; epically vulnerable  Wondering if my heart might trust her It’s no fairytale ending, but a goodContinue reading “Radiating A Positive Vibe Henceforth”

It Was A One-Eyed Kind Of Morn

It was a one-eyed kind of morn With evening’s festivities going awry I scrawled out all I could remember Once a gentleman, turned drunken guy Slight images of a lovely form Olfactory sparks upon my brain Sketching the party’s guest list But no new faces could remain Racking my skull for a proper memory WritingContinue reading “It Was A One-Eyed Kind Of Morn”