the scream
doesn’t justify
the pleasure
you give me
the scream
ends in
hoarse exhaustion
the pleasure
rolls towards
the shore
wave
after
wave
Tag: passion
Magnetic pull
I was thrown from the pedestal
to the cold floor
scattered about like
a pile of tempered pins
My mind rushed to all directions
attempted to secure a clearance
pleaded for calm and still respite
You showed up
like a magnetic field
allowed the space and silence
pulled my head straight
towards you
my being reunited before
I made the final dash to you
Our hands and feet
foreheads and noses
lips and chins
mountains and valleys
all intertwined in
the voltex of
magnetic pull
IV – Kiss Collection
Cinnamon kisses are sweet at dawn
after an exotic night play
The remnant of the tangled souls
swirls like earthy warm smoke
infuses the haze cool morning
Final breath
If you would ever know
my deepest desire
to have you relentlessly
The post passion ignited combustion
restlessly unsettled
swirled its way to the pilot light
adrenaline fueled exhausion
forged ahead to final explosion
into crimson chaos
My soul swaying the brush strokes
fashioning a pair of red dust dolls
in the purest form of creation
Selah
It is done!
Behind the giggles
Sulphurous fumes bubbling up hot springs
Pressure cooker letting out scorching steam
Our giggles channeling burning needs
Awakening
Your fingers leaving burn marks
then kissing them off
one by one
Set me on fire
burning us to ashes
rebirth again
new for the dawn
Bring on the new buds
pulling the heartstrings
play me like a symphony
pleasing to Amor
Bloom
peeling off petals
one by one
falling
fragrance scattering
intoxicating all senses
The body once a wasteland
slowly soaking up the dewdrops
trickle to a stream
a river
a sea
a tsunami
