
Bees naturally buzz
Perfume of a flower blooms
I feel your bare skin
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Bees naturally buzz
Perfume of a flower blooms
I feel your bare skin
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Desire for me always spoke louder
Within the glances between hearts
From across a room or landscape
Nothing uttered but- understood
Where internal temperatures rose
Liken the high tide escaping a shore
My innate thirst grows in seconds
Exposed by my own vulnerabilities
While errant thoughts of loves waves
Teased at the flame of my inner core
As colorful pictures torture my senses
Into full abdication of bodily authority
And before any blink of her alluring eyes
Seals my soul’s fate…with an erotic wink
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
My memories suddenly erupted
Beneath my skins pale surface
Once I caught a full glimpse
Of that meadow of dandelions
Recalling our most secret picnics
Off- far from all the world’s eyes
Like all those whiteish green stains
We acquired in breathless delight
Guilty smudges upon our bare skin
Evidence of our passionate …appetite
.
Poet of the Light © 2021
August charred anything breathing Especially if you went out after dawn Everyone thought I was just reading Biding my time but silently dreaming Of love dipping in midnight passions Dehydration plays with imaginations I used to wait mostly by the window Watching that amberoid ball lumber Around suppertime she’d be glancing Between those ivory sheer curtains An hour later she’d go out for a walk I be out there- conveniently waiting Summer sweat dripping of my body She’d smile and wink; I followed along Down a dirt road to the fishing pond Summer heat needs some cooling off But man! I was just warming up No one noticed we were missing Their laughter’s echoes in the breeze But I sure wasn’t missing anything Her pale skin glowed in moonlight I was convinced she was all goddess A pair of bare silhouettes splashing Churning up more than shallow waters More than a simple boy could handle Her hair danced in the setting sun Amber tinted black just like molasses She could have colored me blind I tell you, I wouldn’t have minded My soul was flirting with danger Nearing midnight, she lit us on fire Time after time I nearly lost conscious I was willingly caught in her clutch Only the good Lord could have saved me But thankfully, he was just far too busy My whole childhood; coming undone She took me to insanity … and then some Poet of the Light © 2021
Wafts of air circulate the darkness As the pattering of rain dance above In the midnight hours of fogginess His convoluted mind actively strays Signature scent of her delicate skin lingers Like a shadow, ever present in his presence Refusing to relinquish his stolen attention Like a spoiled child demanding- more As his nimble fingertips could still feel Warmth of her silky surface, radiating Despite hours having passed her departure She- a newfound vice was clutching, him His heart maintained an odd quicken pace Between eagerness and fear filled anxiety Echoing on the fringes of wild insecurity Vividness taunted his inner most hunger As he was beginning to lose all control of Like an addict; itching to relive those moments Bit by bit, of each other’s lively flavors Within a fiery torrent of unbridle passion Drenched in sweat and damp ruffled sheets Of which, there was no other cure for If only she was more than … his conjured dream! . Poet of the Light © 2021
Wings of desire drift Gentle breezes Cool dark night Scattered stars Synthetic aroma’s Glances speaking volumes Others hiding mysteries Enticing visual dances Moans suffocated Sparkles gleam Grins burst Laughter rings Voices whisper Lies are promised Kisses susurrate Skin blushes Temperatures rise Concealed embers pulsate Buttons open Thirst increases Sweat beads Moans escape Embers glow brighter Tinted windows flash Control weakens Wild hunger surges Tongue swipes Fingers explore Complicity accepted Snaps undone Zippers fall Breathes shorten Eyelids flutter Nails grow anxious Breathes draw deeper Temperatures spike Clothes fly and crash Sloppy lips compress Tongues bathe together Words are muttered Warm honey drips Colorful glove penetrates Throat clutched Control relinquished Bodies tense and relax Nature dances with lust Micro quivers ripple Nails puncture sweaty tissue Repeated rises and falls Dips and gasp caught and lost Determined erratic tempos bounce Bloody lines streak Tremors spring leaks Humanized adrenaline injections Spent energy pants Muscles labor energetically All or nothing impingement unleashed Contorted lovers rage Human instruments sound out-loud Resilience is frayed Bio mechanical dams ruptured Human fluidity flows Sins ripen nectar- drips Weaken skin mountains Become slides breaking free Temperatures wane Tantalizing flames of desire subside Draughts of oxygen swallowed Compensating glasses guzzled Head rushes- done Race for the finish Equally… won Poet of the Light © 2020
Candles Taught lien Wine cork Pop’s! Sips to gulps Grins Alluring eyes Lip lick Another bottle Bodily pyre Wink Lip bite A flicker Ignition Aflame Cognitive fuel Whoosh! Rampant fervor Stripping Dampness Pent hunger Steady stream Cloudy droplets Slipping one by one Off bare skin Plunges deep Laced in gasps And resounding sighs Nibbled drug Kisses and tongues Degust passion highs Hearts walloping Arduous climbs Volunteering falls Remount forth Icy groove And back again Uttered moans Erotic cries Human fabric Flapping Between breaths Piercing nails Choked swallows Torn flesh Animalistic groans Contortionist Collide Climatic explosions Quivering muscles Lost energy Then slide Slippery Into collapsed Recovery On wrinkled Sheets Into… sleep Poet of the Light © 2020
Oh how that innate animal within Craves to degust you- endlessly To change your breathes to sighs Shiver your bones and out cries As you whimper in shear pleasure Change all your days to one night Burn euphoric candles in your mind Until sleep is then no longer desired Infuse my aroma into your cells until Your pores excrete my scent as yours Erase memory of all your past lovers Until my essence is… all you know Poet of the Light © 2020
The way that hidden darkness of
Some forest gets unmistakably
Lost within some blinding light
I’d get lost in the eternal depths
Of galaxies hidden in your eyes
As our rhythmic bodies played
Under our ethereal spent breaths
And like instruments of request
Twirling within our arms, was-
Dancing on the edge of heaven
For us, here in our secret realm
But now you’re gone; and it's time
To change my tune, palates habit
Degust some new flavors to devour
In search of maybe finding one
That may satisfy my unfed...hunger
Poet of the Light © 2020
Oh- how my heart does so long
To live that ultimate last tango
That resonates clear to my soul
Where our partners blown mind
Serves as the biological landscape
And flight is repeatedly achieved
Where all our woes and world fades
And we slip between night and day
In ways our dreams can’t even depict
The kind of motion that never ends
Twirling us into a heavenly state
Where we are pulled and pushed
Glide across and then swept off
Where nails are lost in pinnacle sighs
And smotheringly embraced taught
In eager dips and elevated lifts
Yet perilously caught- and smiling
While exerting legs shake silently
As we both share the same thin gasp
Witnessing stars, the moon both cry
And unceasing beading perspiration
Flow from our pale bare essence
As our hearts syncs in rhythms
To beats of our unsung musical
Time; meaninglessly lost only to itself
As this last tango of bliss becomes…eternal
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
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