~ 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.

~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.

~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

~Always & Fo'ever~

Love, Wipe your eyes, This is not the end
This is but the start of something beautiful
Death isn’t the ending to a bitter song
It’s the pause needed to catch your breath
I believe I’ll see you again, Upon these clouds
In my arms, You will lay for eternity
Without fear, Without pain, Without loss
Paradise with my angel, I long for the day
I will wait forever and always for you
Through centuries of slowing time I will never forget what I left behind
I am the reason behind that hidden smile
Love is forever, At least that’s what I hear them say
Forever seems a footnote too small for me
Love is infinite, Bound to no one We are free, Always and Forever

~Memoires~

Tend to turn into hippie when I'm spaced out,
More of love on spreading her than spreading love,
Reminiscing nights when she moaned till the AM; didn't fancy outs,
Eyes so low, bloodshot, itsy drunk, god damn! still sprung!
Wall to wall, from the bed to the carpet, to the dresser,
My skin to her skin like that Prada I dressed her,
Tagging on long Red hair, her fore spread her ass and the other pulled me closer,
Ripping the leggins on her thick goosebumbed thighs,
All hot & steaming, oh so high,
Disliking the missionary, nothing to do religion,
Going down, She twist and turns like I'm performing exorsim,
9mm of nail is dug on my upper back,
Her neck; caramel or hazelnut as I bite & suck,
Kamasutra; Not rubbers but technique,
She rams my back to the wall,
Hand jobs as her tongue settled on my balls,
Memories when I played Dracula,
Inspect her like a gyna,
Use the tip of my index as a stethoscope;
Listen to her heartbeat through her erect nipple,
My tongue the thermometer to oraly check her temperature,
Suck her juices like Adam with the forbidden fruit,
Thoughts of my motive which was rather sinful,
Nineteen with nothing but the tightest pussy stuck on my mental,
Who knows, maybe I will end up wifing her,
Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck cause the trife in us,
It's deep rooted, the music of being young and dumb,
Its never muted, in fact it's much louder where we from,
Thought of it as Love maybe the love for Lust and well
Always in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn star "with the stamina of a grown moose"
Aleast that's what she said before she called me god,
Her body is my canvas,
I guess that's why they call me Picasso
Wet Silk beddings in the morning,
Blowing smoke we Do it Again no time for yawning

~Love Notes As I Toke~

She wrote me a love note,
how she wanted to reveal herself.

In this note she told me,
how she wanted to undress herself before me, adore me, allow me to know her,
in her infinite array.

She asked in such a delicate and inviting way,
that I leaned into her fragrance
and allowed her tongue to reach into my chasmed disorientation,
my emotional insecurities,
and allowed her to know me,
in the softness of my melancholy.

She wished to wander into my pain,
and touch
and tug at me,

unfold me, and lick
and whisper into my truest-self
the nature of all wisdom,
the heart knowing no boundaries in its capacity
for a compassion built of loving and uncondemning insights.

Her lips were gentle,
she said,
and wished to kiss me,
through my defenses,
nape and naked moaning,
to hold and shuffle of my sadnesses,
and to reveal her inner-self,
a gaping moistness,
to both mother and love,
and find her satisfaction in,
with me,
in our arms,
in her evening.

I lifted up her letter and held it to my face
and never knew a moment,
before or since,
except to be within the honey of her sweet scented flower;
the opacity of transformation has become a blindness to my burdens,
and she is the answer to my Dreams.

~ Lost ~

I've been lonely, I've been waiting for you
I'm pretending, and that's all I can do
The love I'm sending ain't making it through to your hearts
I hope you hear me Sweeties

Pain, since I've lost you, I'm lost too
"Trippy Maniac" I think I should get that tattooed
Feeling at the bottom like a horse shoe
Hell's hot basement
Sorry for the trouble that me and momma put you and your tiny hearts through
The Most High knows that I'd do anything for a part two
Been praying for the day you all come back to me, saying that you forgive me
Give me another chance, I'm needing it like a kidney
Like my silent Heart Beat,
I don't want advice, give me back their beautiful souls
Give me back her touch, I don't ask for much
But I fucked up, I know I fucked up, I admit I fucked up
But erybody fuck up, now this tripper feels locked up
In my head I'm a blind man doing time
Puffing on lye hopping they get me high...
I was her gangster, bet she'd have called me Big Poppa
I ain't lying she was the pistol to my holster
I've been hiding, never letting it show
Always trying, to keep it under control
Insane, Depressed, sad...
And K'Naan telling me to smile when I bleed?
Sucking on that roach facing Heaven wondering did they make it?

I remember erything, I just wanna hear her sing
I remember the fun you had, right after ery bath
To me you all are the brightest stars under sunlight
Behind this RayBans, deep down my heart Burns,
See take away my breath, take away my heart
All I need is you to give me back my loved ones, my 'lives'

See this is just a nightmare,
That's what the voices tell me
So I blink twice *shrugs*
Open up my eyes hoping they'd be in my sight
I remember the time, I wish I could bring it back
What they mean to me, is what I walk on and spins round and round
Eryday hoping it's just a dream .. DAMN!