He

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

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Rough Lust

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

Have You Seen Her?

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.

The Vixen & The Beast

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

Today…

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.

Morgen!

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…

Coming Together

Desire shows

Breath deep

Blood flows

No sleep

Lips lock

Lust more

Hips rock

Sweat pours

Monday Mornings

Coffee and water
Notepad and pen
Listen and talk
Do it again

Temporary Freedom

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

First Kiss


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