Month: August 2016

Slipping days

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Meet me in the darkness, in the dreaming
hold me against the coming dawn
find me please
I’m tired of searching
tired of thinking I’ve found you
tired of being wrong

Languid knowledge

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lips are as wine
intoxicating and infinitely varied
savored and drunk
pressed deep
look into eyes and taste every bit
touch played out as symphony in flesh
fingers flow the course of nerve endings
pulling close
body molded to mine
seeking to build and discover
uncover and expose
the blossom flush of dew
bound and binding
in pleasures remembering

Lust fades to memories – repost

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I would give voice to other than lust but find, in these haunting seconds twixt witching moon and the long dark, find my heart empty. Or not empty, but rather ravaged by flames that course through, burning out all thought but you. You, spread inviting on my crimson bed. You, legs pressed around me, back against the wall. You, pale ass tantalizing and taunting. You, riding, your eyes black with desire. My face buried in you, your hands in my hair. Your moans, your shudders. Your pleasure bound at the end of my tongue.

But you are far away from me, We are long lost to each other and I am alone. Sitting in the pale light of approaching dawn.

Crossroads as spoken word and musings

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This is a audio file so it will need to be listened to on the site.

 

Crossroads

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I’m waiting at the crossroads
Ashiver all with fear
The darkness has long fallen
Something felt draws near
Quiet muffles all
but the pounding blood

Leave me in the shallows
Leave me to the pain
But find me on the morrow
Between the dusk and dawn
Just sitting at the crossroads
Just looking all around

I have loved and I have fallen
Lived and I have dreamed
Just waiting at the crossroads
Waiting to begin