He
5, March 2010 Leave a comment
He had that skin that you just wanted to touch
To find out if it was as easy on the fingertips as it was on the eyes
…ideas, reflections, hopes & plans…
5, March 2010 Leave a comment
He had that skin that you just wanted to touch
To find out if it was as easy on the fingertips as it was on the eyes
26, February 2010 Leave a comment
Eat me out
Eat me up
Kiss me soft
Kiss
me
rough
Eyes roll back
Knuckles white
Moan then scream
Taint
the
night
Gently stroke
Quickly thrust
Yet again
Lost
to
lust
One more fix
One more hit
All I want
One
more
lick
13, February 2010 Leave a comment
Have you seen her?
That blue eyed girl
With a smile bigger than her face
And a laugh so loud you wince.
Have you seen her?
That green eyed girl
With such an appetite for adventure
She dares to take on the world.
Have you seen her?
That grey eyed girl
With her inquisitive mind
Her desire to learn, to see, to know.
Have you seen her?
That bright eyed girl?
With her dreams of change
And grand plans for progress.
Have you seen her?
That golden eyed girl
With her passion for freedom
Her love for justice and peace.
Have you seen her?
The Irish eyed girl.
Yes?
Please send her to me.
Back to me.
Her and I were meant to be.
For,
Without she
I
am
not
me.
27, January 2010 Leave a comment
She is from south
He is from east
She is a vixen
He is a beast
Match made in Heaven
So it would seem
She is the cat
He is her cream
Put them together
Fireworks start
He gives his body
She gives her heart
Intellect prospers
Challenge they must
The least that they have
Is a mountain of lust
12, January 2010 2 Comments
Today has been a day so emotive, so spiritual, so meaningful…
One where a chord is struck so deep within your being you fear it could spark your own undoing.
I am thankful for every component of my body that functions soundly and without fault. I am thankful for every component of my body that challenges its existence and its scientifically defined purpose. It is these parts that really keep me alive.
I am affected so deeply by the beautiful thing that is life, its complexity, its tragedy, its questionable raison d’etre. I am struck.
I have wept for life today. I have watched adults whose learning capabilities are different to what the misguided mass label normal, sing about what they love and demonstrate their human ability. And I have wept.
I have listened to music and song so touching, so overflowing with life’s meaning I have cried out.
I have been prepared today for yet another operation, that though I dread, I am excited about, as it is another act of human defiance against the universe. Another opportunity to demonstrate the infinite capability that the western medical practice possess. That ignorance is so stupid, so blinkered, and so sure of itself, it is the epitome of the human condition itself.
Mind-numbing, soul-awakening, spirit-rejuvenating beauty is available to us every second of every day. In the oddest moments and at the hardest times.
As I write this I weep with joy for life. For mine, for yours, for ours. I weep for the universe.
Shalom.
2, January 2010 Leave a comment
A very special young man sent me the word ‘Morgen’ via BBM and as I do not speak German I Googled it.
How ironic that it resulted in me coming across this exquisite German poem:
Morgen! Written by Richard Strauss
(English edition of the song by John Bernhoff, 1925 Universal-Edition)
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow’s sun will rise in glory beaming,
And in the pathway that my foot shall wander,
We’ll meet, forget the earth, and lost in dreaming,
Let heav’n unite a love that earth no more shall sunder…
And towards that shore, its billows softly flowing,
Our hands entwined, our footsteps slowly wending,
Gaze in each other’s eyes in love’s soft splendour glowing,
Mute with tears of joy and bliss ne’er ending…
1, January 2010 2 Comments
Desire shows
Breath deep
Blood flows
No sleep
Lips lock
Lust more
Hips rock
Sweat pours
14, December 2009 Leave a comment
Coffee and water
Notepad and pen
Listen and talk
Do it again
14, October 2009 Leave a comment
I can’t drink anymore
One sip and I’m on the way to numb
To false freedom, temporary release
From the prison of my love for you
Vices momentarily unlock my cage
So I can roam blind drunk
Or moaning to God for thanks
Wildly unaware
You in the back of my mind
A distant memory
Until the distraction ends
And I am bound again
Alone
7, August 2008 2 Comments
Eyes lock
Stare
Eyes wide
Open
No blink
Still
Your face
Frame
I see
Your hands
Found
Pull you
Close
Draw you
Near
Breath you
In
Lips
Collide
Part
Open
Tongues
Search
Find
Meet
Join
Greet
Stroke
Push
Deep
Throat
Inhale
Hard
Exhale
Slow
Turned
On
Let
Go