Word By Structured Word

Word by structured wordSearching for concrete textualityShe dropped her handkerchief coylyNever again to forget her sexuality Her head thrown back in a laughWhat makes her heart quicken its beatI’m pacing – racking my distracted brainInspired to write, I hasten to take a seat

There Are Many Fancy Writers

  There are many fancy writers Those who are great, they’ve decided Elegant illustrations & plunging necklines But hubris is often one-sided There are many arrogant writers Quick with the wit they’ve decried Moans of pain suited to their fame Loving with one eye open it’s often implied

I Like Candles With The Best Of Them

I like candles with the best of themSoothing music is always a good startDim the lights for a softer moodThat perfume always quickens my heartTake me in your arms tonightWhisper every detail of your plansLet me watch you move & swayNotice how much I love being your man