Monday, 19 October 2015

~Tiramisù (pick me up)~

Sometimes my mind starts to wander
Your words then softly fade away

All I can see is your soft, moist lips
Beckoning me to interupt you mid sentence

To pull you close and seal them shut with mine
Send you reeling back in erotic astonishment

Look in your dark brown eyes with mine of hazel
Sparkling with love frosted with lust

Nibble on glistening pedals, tasting your lip gloss
A hint of strawberry is my sweet reward

Feel you breathe in and relent
Forgetting what ever it was you were saying

Your eyes close, I have your attention
Lips press, tongues wrestle playfully

Taking me back to the first time we kissed
French and passionate, antique sofa, "Bee 6"

You melt into me, I pulled you tight
Holding you in my arms with a strength that will never let you go

Suddenly it's not another chilly night
Sitting sideways, Reggae one drop

It is a soft, private dance of two lovers
Like two young desperate hearts tangoing in Beunos Aires

Our noses accidently brush, electricty
That sends shivers down my spine and to the tip of my desire

I meander to kiss your face, moving ever closer
To the lobes of your ears, your sensual weakness

Once there, I run my tongue along the rim of your ear
See you quiver and breathe even harder

But then you slide your hand up into my hair
Forcing me back to your jealous lips

I then interupt your words, starting to tell you
How you are so beautiful, everything to me

It's then that you press your finger to my lips
And say "Shut up and kiss me"

~self conversation~

Standing , facing the crooked mirror
a mind racing through a memory
recalling the gone years ,
all the people who aren't here
gone life , the end we fear .

I hear the click , the sprung door
a flourescent flicks , a tiled floor
all thoughts depleted
it's time to leave here
better get back to
the place I'm seated ,
all currency is poor
checking change once more
how many people live a life they abhore .

There's a world of chances
for many to get
all these drinkers and dancers
are in here to forget
the good life they have , though complain about it
jewellry does flash , diamond inset .
Clustered in this bay
they rust and rot away
these people must have thoughts
their mouths disallow them to say .
Catapulted into the void
around the constellation
unspoken thoughts they embroid
awaiting reincarnation
to be re employed
only maybe for a day ,
these people dont know
that they've blown themselves away .

I'm leaving this place
of dirty walls , failed ideas
and bloodstained faces
carved in the floor under my boots,
Intoxicated feet
do stumble as they walk
amid the heavy fleet
of more life wasted and it's thoughts .

Monday, 15 June 2015

~EXTREMEly CONTENTed ~



My pams caress your bubbly behind, sliding over every curve . My right hand twirling your hair between my fingers . Our lips meet in a fiery , passionate embrace , my hands drop down and down to your shorts . My hands gently squeeze your luscious cheeks , you can feel that warm throbbing in your midriff bursting into life . I gently push you onto the bed as I gently take your top off revealing your pink lacy bra underneath . Our lips press against each others , we break apart , close enough you can still feel my breath on your neck . I now kiss your ear and whisper “Don't move , don't make a sound .” I hear you let out a long excited sigh in answer , as a smile now spreads across my face . My hand now traces a line from your shoulder down your spine , until I reach the clasp on your bra , where I prize it open .

Your bra now falls off your body . The cold air quickly firming up your nipples , my lips meet them , they grow firmer almost to the point of pain and yet , you love every kiss on them . That warmth in your midriff now radiates out to your toes , making you want to curl them . You can feel yourself getting wetter . Now my mouth sucks your nipples . A pant escapes your lips , your back arches slightly making your pussy ache all the more .

My hands now slide down , away from caressing your nipples down to the top of your shorts they find and open the button . You feel them guide your shorts off leaving you in you red and black pokadot panties . You let out a whimper of expectancy while my fingers now trace lines on your inner thighs . My fingers slowly reach the lacy outskirts of your panties and they gently run in circles on top of your panties , just a millimeter above your slit . Your clit tingles as my fingers slowly draw closer to it , the warmth begins to throb harder and fiercer as my fingers draw ever closer . You push your hips outwards searching for my fingers, longing for me to touch it. I teasingly slide them away and then draw them back , I finally give in and my fingers glide over the soft material covering your clit , a loud sharp gasp escapes your lips as my fingers cause a lightning bolt of pleasure race up through your body . My hands now slowly slide up to the top of your panties reaching the lace at the top and slowly gently pull them down . You feel your clit get harder and the throbbing intensify . As you know that the pleasures not far away . Your dark sensual smell reaches out and fills the air , casting a spell on me to reach down and taste it . My fingers now slither to your opening, my fingers now once again tease you as they circle around your clit . I see your wetness glistening in the light, my fingers now brush your clit . Your body shudders but this time no noise escapes your lips , my fingers now slide over your clit the tingling throbbing growing to a new height .

My fingers now enter your wetness , you feel your muscles contract and relax on my fingers , they slowly exit your opening . My fingers glistening from your wetness , I taste your flavour sweet and sour , making my tongue tingle. I offer them for you to try and you slowly allow my fingers into your mouth . I remove my fingers from your mouth and gently enter your magical fountain , sliding in and out , your body adapting to every time they enter . My lips meet you hips kissing slowly downwards towards your clit . They inch their way closer , my tongue now gently reaches out and reaches your hard clit .
I too can now feel the throbbing in your clit , my tongue now continues to snake its way in circles as your clit throbs , my lips then leave to gently press them selves over that spot which you love but nobody but me knows where . My fingers continue to enter and slide out slowing , gaining speed and then decreasing making you ache for more , my tongue copying my fingers varies the speed teasing you all the more . Until every time I slow down another whimper escapes your lips , every exhale becoming a pant as I reach peak of speed, but this time you feel a difference, my hand starts off slower than normal and gently increases , my lips increases in pressure causing your back to arch and your hips press into me , my fingers continue to slide in and out . I can feel your opening pulse and contract on my fingers, my fingers become wet in your juices , my lips press against your pelvic bone just above your clit for the final time , I tentatively kiss a line down . Now my lips press against your clit and now suck it you gasp at the sudden increase in pleasure racing through your body . My fingers on my right hand continue to glide in and out of your opening , I replace my lips with my left hand , the change in pressure causing your clit to throb faster .

My fingers continue to rub , gaining speed and before losing it again . My hand however , never stops , just circling at the perfect pace for teasing ; faster enough to drive you insane , but , not fast enough to drive you over the edge . This time you feel me apply more pressure rub that much faster , my other hand's fingers keeps on thrusting in to your opening , pumping in and out . You can feel that warm throbbing build up behind the opening of your pussy , you feel it draw closer and closer. As I continue to rub with more vigorously , you can feel the tidal wave of pleasure building, rearing its head, you can feel yourself ride the pleasure . It breaks, the waves of ecstasy rush round your body ; making your toes curl . your hands to grip the sheets , without realizing your back arches , and you groan out . as you feel the pleasure subside, you collapse exhausted on to the bed .

~Jack, Mary & The Incurable Romantic~


Jack run with chainsaws in my head
left me in gutters
or in treetops
lurching precarious
each branch thinner
more rotten than the next

Scary,
how empty bottles
still ain't pretty to watch

The vapours
made me happy to forget
before I remembered
all the reasons they were swallowed
and had to take more
until my body screamed
stop...

The women
fucked with me, as I with them
years dancing
past impossible quests
the search for love everlasting
or some bullshit et cetera
'Que sera-sera'

Chronic?
Yes!
Cynic?
you bet.

But once in a while
electric tingling over the bridge
the faintest whisper
a wraith crawling sickly from the heart
inspired by a word or a smile
a simple turn of her head

Soulmate, is that you--
where've you been all my life?

WHERE THE FUCK have you been,
you long lost shit?

"Sanity"

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

~ Eight point Nine millimeter ~


Sleepless night, imagination constricting
in and out, adjusting the focus
long legs striding so seductively
cherry lips bright as rose petals
grey matter this spiritual vertigo
vintage masterpiece
dusky the backbeat
in the directors chair
lust, feeding how I want to guide you
in horizontal fevers of inhibitions.

Touch me with crass
sitting in your chair, voyeuristic addiction
whiskey on breath, smoking on a joint
lost in the curtains of vapor
undressing me with your mind
thong and lace, falling on the ground
in nocturnal dreams
the witching hour
unveiling secrets with sticky fingers.

Crawl across the floor
butt reflection on the cabinet
with skin tight corset
moving to rhythm, in soundless motion
just a hint of cleavage
moist goosebumps
those come hither eyes
skirt riding hips
tantalizing expressions
arousing manhood with delicate motion.

sudden straddle
swimming in your gaze
kissing your mouth
a temptress on a mission
glowing in the dark
sucking the sexual hunger
off your lurking tongue
staining your mind
melting wax,
stiffness of badness
dipping in
dripping on
cut, edit, hold me down
afflicting your fantasies
my eternal virgin
'till morning light.

Awakened in drenched sweat
slapped with reality and fantasy a blur
lipstick stained collar
perfume scented sheets
smeared with decadence
recalling nails, moans and screams
echoing, satisfied dreams
holding you
gripping tight..

with 8.9mm's of
spiraling
elusive lust.

Tuesday, 17 June 2014

~Red Robin~


She holds the back of my neck, kisses me deeply, looking into my brown eyes

Her dark eyes inviting, full, swallowing mine

Silently, constantly expressing her deepest desires

Confidently her sexual wants result in euphoric sighs

Of pleasure, passion, fulfillment & release

Aware of my craving to touch, kiss, lick & tease

Her juices, plentiful, warm, savory & sweet

Arching spine, throbbing labia, begging me not to cease

She moans & whispers, then nearly shrieks

Moaning louder &louder, don't stop, don't fucking stop

My tongue encircles her clit, then thrusting quick

Soaking in the salty-honey, flavor filled peaks

A guttural groan, taught pelvic muscles, tight, tighter still

Rim to thumb, anal stimulation

Quivering kitty, one last lick, she jerks from the intense tickle

Pleasant signs of her complete surrender to my lustful will

Bruised backs, sweaty sheets results non bitter, heavenly sweet.

Wednesday, 16 October 2013

~Dripping~


The twisting of flesh
her body contorting
Back arched just so
Breasts firm and heaving
Moans dripping off her lips
Feel the thirst of my lapping.

No stopping no pausing
just lust hot and burning
Bodies ablaze
like hell fire...
Melting, melding,
molding into each other.

This is the hunger
the desperate desire
the ache and the need
like binding with wire
that draws me again
back to her, beside her, into her.

Sweet, sticky and dripping
Like drizzles of honey
rich and decadent on the tongue
Every sway, every stroke
every inch of us consumed
filling us up...for a moment...

And when the storm grows calm
where does she go?
From the screams of exstacy
from the rapturous spasms
From a heart filled with longing
to indifference and isolation.

Where is the fervor?
Where is the girl
with fire in her eyes?
Where can she be?
Lost in the glassy
gaze of satisfaction?

No hunger nor need
No desire or craving
While I wait....again
Appetite unflinching
Waiting again for her
to feel alone and empty