Sounds of You

When I feel you

Emotion awakens the braille

Hidden within my body
Thoughts are embossed
Left behind are sounds of you
Like sheet music
That I never want to end

By Me
Jan 2013

No mother nature today

I see the scape that lays in front of me
There is no green today, no sound,
Just views from the window pane
Looking down on a life size model
Cars like cutouts, lined up all in a row
A visual from an architect's mind
The sky is blue, the tar is black
Concrete paths so crisp and new
I don't hear the sweetness of a birds call
Or the leaves shimmering from the breeze
No remnants of rain been and gone
I guess mother nature is absent today
Preparing for her moments to shine
On a scene that is still yet to be
A place where her magic will breathe
Life, into the architects dream

By Me

Jan 2013

Between the Lines

Under the bright moonlight
We stand, a Silohette
Connected
Feelings intense
Deafening
In our words not spoken
We see all we need to see
Feeling what we feel
My eyes in your eyes
Fingertip strokes
Craving to touch
Secure in embrace
Loved with your kisses
Devouring my skin
Soaking you up
Inviting you in
An envelope of pleasure
Intertwined limbs
Poetry in motion
Ecstacy filled
That's how it
Always is
In the world
Where we exist


By Me
Jan 2013

Til we next meet

Swaying as one with the glass
Releases its scent to the air
So gently falling to my lips
Taste of pure relaxation bliss
My tongue caresses the flavour
As it swirls around in my mouth
Devine is that odd glass of wine
Sending me in to a spin so fine
How naughty you dare me to be
When my mind is not totally me
Inhibitions fall by the way side
I feel so unconscious and free
So glad that you are just a treat
Enjoyed your fun, til we next meet

By Me
Jan 2013

As Always, A pleasure

Addicted to the kingdom of desire
You are like I imagined a drug to be
Stimulating my mind, visions run wild
Closing my eyes, my mouth open wide
Inhaling your fantasy, enticing me to taste
Delicious arousal envelopes me as I haste
Tracing contours, valleys and peaks
Heart beating fast, my body speaks
Captured in the rapture that desire gives
A place where fantasy and pleasure live
The love drug that never runs dry,
Always tempting, inviting you to dine
Sexual creativity that is oh so sublime
As always, a pleasure
Thank you desire for stopping by

By Me
Jan 2013