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All the Time

April 20, 2020 by

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All the time in the world isn’t enough

Earlier there was you shaded in hope

Time whispered possibilities over protests

Then darkness slid in obscuring futures

Silence crashed in endless waves

Isolation once cherished now accursed

Dragging seconds filled with expectations

Yet anathema at the end of each day, quiet

Longing for the simple stroke of a hand

Dreading the silence and aloneness of time

Forgotten, the lost paradise of open spaces

Remembered the warmth of comfort

Molded around my back drawing close

Breath lifting my hair, lips tracing my spine

Arms circling, holding me still in the night

Chasing dream demons into early sunrises

No more will I welcome seclusion over you

All the time in the world will never be enough

Protests silenced by expanding desire

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20-April-2020

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Claimed

February 23, 2020 by

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dance with me, when the music plays softly

The melody wraps around us, palpitating    

Then pulling us into a dream state  

Maybe fantasy instead, they are similar

But ours are different in their nature

Mine gentle, gossamer and wrapped in whispers

Lifted and twined, hips teasing and loose

Heals keeping the gentle teasing rhythm   

Yours like the steel of your arms at my back

They are harsher, hard and demanding

Pulling close to the dark whispers of possession

Iron bands of familiarity and title

Opposite in our needs and desires

We come together like bees to honey

Or is there something more to our dance

Is it only the possession you have claimed

The familiarity of your arms at my back

 I am stung, my honey depleted time and again

Yet, with a whisper of Dance with Me I return

To wrap you in gossamer and twist my hips

With songs playing only the two of us hear

As my heals beat staccato to your desire

23-February-2020

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Touch and Go

August 8, 2018 by

Dawn pushes through the slates ungently

Demanding tender attention

Rolling away from the day, captivated

Reveling in sparkling heat

Stroking skin with a lovers touch

Savoring the slow build

Basking in the languid stretch of time

Enchanted by silken movement

Relishing the lack of compelling necessity

Chasing fulfillment be met

Only over time and as rising need spreads

Creating soft sighs of desire

Dawn broken through sleep chased out

Dreams captured in memories

Damn, empty bed

14-April-2016

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I Knew You

August 30, 2015 by

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I heard your voice

You whispered be still

My blood roared in my veins

Rushing to the surface

Heating my skin with longing

I sensed your breath

You blew gently first

I stilled as commanded

Melting as our breath tangled

I felt your fingertips

You stroked down my center

My own breath caught

Held in wait for you

I recognized your desire

Matching my own

Winding silk ribbons between us

Unbridled passion pulsing

I knew you

Reached for you

Welcomed you in my darkness

Bound you to me

30-August-2015

30-August-2015

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Fever Dreams

August 31, 2014 by

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The shutters create shadows across my bed as the sun rises

I keep them open to chase dawn

Dust motes dance before half open eyes

I imagine fairies caught in the final bacchanalia

I stretch my body seeking heat

Pushing back covers damp from ecstatic revelry

I reach for you first, always you first

Upon awakening finding the side empty

Your firm body missing from its place

Last night it was filled with you and me

I drifted in my sleep back to my edge

Crumpled sheets are evidence of our passion

I await your return with breath held

Anticipation fueling reveries, dreamed

My body tightens with morning imaginings

Pushing me to rise

Not from the bed but from my fevered thoughts

Anticipation makes me breathless

I flush remembering the night

Ceiling fans move air across exposed skin

I rise, pad barefoot and naked across cool tiles

The chill seeps up cooling my passion

Confronting the mirror offers evidence

Your visit was more than a fever dream

Imagined in my lonely nighttime wandering

Valentine, 31 Aug 2014

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Tell Me, Claim Me

June 16, 2014 by

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Bereft of touch left with only devices of imagination

Mind’s eye building on pictures we frame

Between us whispered words of want and desire

In language we have created to sooth or excite

Written amid public lines others read unknowing

Privately we inflame and engulf each other

Saying too little or too much, wrapping ourselves

In secrecy to keep our  thoughts tangible, tangled on the surface

Our need to feel each other close grows brighter

Than our desire to keep private our intimacy

Conversations tumble from one space to the next

Keep flowering, blooming across pages

Words, pictures and music spoken between us

Stumbled through to tell stories of fragile history

Rushed toward with hopeful heart and daring

Not that woman yet, but maybe tomorrow

If love knocks hard enough and with bold claim

To write across heart and body

Valentine, 16-June-2014

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