Thursday, November 25, 2004

Two bodies lay over this bed

I lay beside this temple that I have just
worshiped upon and taken communion at.
You lay next to me, having carried out
the services like that of a some sacred priestess
performing carnal rituals now, so complete.

I entered this place of worship slowly
in complete darkness knowing lights
would be envious of me, and how
I have had you tonight, without thoughts
of sharing in this place, in this time

I watch dancing lights flourish on
your skin like candles at the alter
of some magnificent chapel.
I witness these lights as they kiss those
places that I had kissed just an hour before.

You entered my soul deliberately and
I am grateful for your blessings upon me and
using those mores that are now cherished
with such a blessed act as we performed tonight.

Can I tell you agin.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Shadows

Thoughts of you dwell in me
from morning until nightfall.
Shadows of you appear next to me
on walls and sidewalks as I walk past
in my lingering translation of solitude.

Without you, I am whisked past crowds
that might offer me comforts or perhaps
engage me in banter that would lead my
thoughts away from these forlorn days
of missing you and remembering.
How this soul drifts without the haven you
offer it with your lips and guide me back to you.

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Sunday, November 21, 2004

Let me Taste the rain

Let me taste rain from your lips,
while you hold me in your arms.
Can I ask that they always be there
to harbor me in storms that happen
upon me during early afternoons.
As we close our eyes and touch each other
we hope to retain the sensations created
between our tender kisses and caresses.
We laughed in the rain and teased
each other in ways that lingered
until nights sleep and dreams
carry us away.


Crazy, as thunder crashes above us,
rain, pouring down through the trees.
Together rain cascades down and
over us, no one even remotely close.
Under cover, we once again find
the tenderness of each other. Our
skin's taste fresh upon these lips.

We trap our desires for this closeness
under an umbrella we hold together,
touching each other, teasing, probing
for more extensions of these times.
We create desires to taunt such passions
and hold one another until they subside,
lost among the steam of summers rain.

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Covered by you


Layered under covers
of crisp clean linen
sandwiched under you and
above the bottom sheet.
Your body clings to me
holding me as captive,
covered by your skin,
and milked by your secrecy.
All is in play here tonight,
enveloped with warmth and
movements that seize me, hand like
touches and brought responses.
Of places unknown, under these
thin restraints in playing fields,
make love more
than once tonight.
Lay still over me,
feel this again
with me and of you.

I breathe.@ @

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