|Gliding along the curves of words, defining my existence in calligraphy...|
We strung together a Symphony with the chords of our moans. A silky serenade to the Goddess of love, praising the pleasures found within our flesh. Lustful notes playing upon our skin, with lips and fingertips reaching deep within the threshold of rapturous delight. This is our magnum opus, envied by angels and demons alike. Staged for the world to see, this is loves masterpiece, written in passion with flaming ink.
With a simple “hello” my heart burst into flames and burned through the absence created by time...
Love once again ignited in the depths of an empty soul, weakening me with the promise of forever
Can you handle it if I let go? Can you withstand the best and worst of me to reach new heights of heaven? Will you risk the fall from grace and burn in the flames of lust and sin with me? Will you live with me in the chaos of penetration and die breathless with me by each stroke? Will you chose me as your destroyer and your salvation for the sake of ultimate satisfaction?...
Cum for me and I shall sign your orgasms with my devotion
The bewitching pleasures of her tongue transform me into the fluid energy of orgasm. A full body disassembly of flesh leaving only the explosion of ecstasy to define me
I will kiss you again,
between honey sweetened thighs,
tasting the warmth of summer love
through 4 seasons of time.
Touching you as lovers do,
with ferocious passions high.
Needing you, craving you,
cursing our goodbye…
Finding you waiting,
the same as I
The road home often seems the longest.
Time and experience create an ever expanding bridge to the past. A treacherous trail of pain and hard memories hiding the comfort of familiarity...
Still, I return.
My memories of you ache deep within my soul as they bring a smile across my face through tears of confusion and the pain of waisted time…
I miss you.
Sometimes I want to live between the letters of words and hide behind phrases of love and light. In a comfortable disguise of what is perfect, covering all that is corrupt inside me.
We seek satisfaction through the upper echelon of pleasure. Where physical touch is simply a gateway to Nirvana, and what we feel is beyond the definition of words. An erotic understanding of each other. A fluid communication of our love language. Culminating in soul binding explosions of passion.
With my lips I tattooed love notes across the back of her thighs. With the length of my manhood I read between them. Whispering my intentions of love with deep strokes inside her. The essence of our story throbbing within her... Until words were no longer needed
The freedom of our love bound by complete trust and respect,
binds us together in time as we ride toward forever. Locked in a cycle of pleasure and passion, the best and worst of us knotted together by the ropes of commitment… free from limits.
Unencumbered by the rules of man. Independent of judgement.
Unfailing in our pursuit to love
These troubled waves crash against the rocks of my resolve. Unable to reach the peace of my shores. I stand tall with the horizon in my sights, traveling the path that was meant for me.
Lately it seems like
peace comes in pieces...
and I’m just trying to
hold them all together
I watched the rain spill from dark clouds,
and cover the landscape of natures poetry.
I listened to the sound of art,
creating music among the leaves,
as the ground sang a song of tranquility.
Life imitating life...
We share moments of bliss,
rooted in what feels like heaven.
Existing beyond the
confinements of reality.
Dreaming of love,
forever wishing it to be true...
Time disappears with her touch. The feeling of her soft hand against my chest. Her love wrapping around my heart soothing my soul, and lifting me above the stresses of this world.
I undressed her to the sound of music.
Pealing away the layers of insecurity
with the truth of my words.
Writing bare naked verses
across the pages of her soul.
She lived in love songs,
and her heart beats
within the lines
of this poetry.
are so seductive
When you want to
saturate a blank canvas
with your soul,
It's easy to get lost in rage. To lose yourself in anger born of lesser men. The savagery of hate consumes so quickly, and offers an addictive momentary satisfaction. Down the rabbit whole we go. Twisted in the darkness. Forgetting about the warmth of the sun. Numb to the ill effects from this substitution of love.
Pardon me as I stretch my legs through the darkness...
writing my way home.
I watched death walk through my garden and carry my roots away. Leaving me in the shadow of grief, hopelessly searching for the warmth of the sun. Through darkness I rise with the strength of my ancestral seeds, flourishing in the rainfall of a mother's love.
Standing quietly in the shadows of pain. A burning light driving me toward the most insane version of myself.
She ran her fingers across his poetry,
feeling the power of his words.
She pulled each syllable
from his passage of passion
and let them sink deep inside her
Pressing against the walls
of her most erotic desires.
She moaned as she released her sexuality
to his written confessions of ecstacy
She fell in love with the mirror
It showed her beautiful things
I fell in love with her
I saw what the mirror couldn't see
Lost in a complicated love story
I only wish that she would see me
I look back to when it was pure. When the words came before me. When my heart spilled out emotion in ink, and didn't care who was there to judge me. Back when pen and paper were mightier than this 10 inch screen, and autocorrect consisted of several lines drawn through letters with words above them to say what I mean.
I remember sitting alone in the corner of my room in a universe that was built for me. When it rained to fit my mood, and the sun shined through to rescue me. It was untainted, and clean...
Now I struggle to remove the stains.
Submit to this ravenous love.
Lose yourself in the passion of it all. Fall victim to the grip of my hands upon your flesh, and feel the fire burning beneath the surface of your skin. Let me kiss you, lick you, bite you into submission. Dance with our desires in this storm, as the warm rain cascades down the walls of your inner sanctum. Call for me through your shallow moans, and beg for me to enter you.
Submit to me now,
and allow me to serve you...
You'll find me hiding in the midnight hour,
inside images of your most erotic thoughts.
Memories of deep penetrations of passion
living inside your flesh.
Released by the touch of your hand,
searching for the right spot.
Dedicating this climax
to the lustful idea of us...
I belong to you love.
I pledge life to you love.
joined in the spirit of you love.
I hold in contempt
the denial of your existence
as I promise to celebrate you love.
I belong to you...
Remember when it was so easy for me to touch you in hidden places?
To feel what no one else could, and live beyond the basics.
In a place reserved for us, built of pleasurable oasis'.
Away from life, but full of life, a universe to escape in.
We spoke of love beyond it all, no rules or regulations.
Passion kept us alive. Passion failed to sustain us...
Still to this day, you touch me deep in hidden places