Flesh and bone

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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 

 

Intrinsic motivation

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 

Agency

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  
 
 
   
 
 
 
 
 
 

Excitatory

 
 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  
 
 

Royally

 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 
 
 
 

Reacquiring

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





Longs

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