The Lion Tamer

Lion Tamer

She creates order from chaos

The master of all she surveys

Look into her eyes and you will know

She is not to be trifled with

She is fearless and focused

Neither teeth, claws nor muscle intimidate her

Your potential to harm is not her concern

She will crack her whip, and

You will jump or sit as instructed

Watch her in awe and wonder my friend

She is a tamer of life’s lions

 

Our Moonlight (A Duet with Bruisedbelly)

Our Moonlight (A Duet with Bruisedbelly)

It has been a while since bruisedbelly and I have posted individually or together.  So it is a special thing to me that she came out of “retirement” to help complete this short, spur of the moment piece.  Thank you BB.  XO

**BB is not posting much these days, but please peruse her blog and treat yourself to what she has shared of herself.

 

Deeper than words the two of Us are

Far beyond a nighttime constellation

With two lost souls, We collided in space

Colliding comets come face to face

 

To share Our moon so bright and true

Silhouetting the image in our minds  

Stay with me babe, year upon year

Heart held memories lasting forever

 

Our moon, Our stars in one shared sky

To gaze upon them, suspends time

As one moment grows into another

Our connection grows ever stronger

 

Yes, I’ll stay with you for all eternity

In fact my dear, we’ll make history

Deeper than words We certainty are

For our words are written upon the stars

 

 

Beyond Words

Poetry and writing

Reality and fiction

We all bare our hearts and souls in this place

Our fears, love, joy and pain

Shared with people we know

and with total strangers

But do they really hears us?

Can they feel what we write on the level we write it?

Can they make all our words about love, pain and sex superfluous?

We only have our words to express ourselves here

But there is something deeper out there

And it’s real

So

In this season of love and peace

I wish that all will find that special someone who hears you

Beyond words

Kitchen Dancing

Kitchen Dancing2Kitchen Dancing

You take my hand with trepidation

not sure what to expect

your right in my left

my right in the small of your back

your left resting on my shoulder

Relax my dear

you are safe in my arms

Trust me

follow my lead

my left will push your right,

my right will pull you in

in unison we will glide as one

To music only we can hear

This could be our life together

our evening ritual before dinner

or before bed

wearing a path in the kitchen tile

one two three, one two three

just you and me

And so it would be

forever

Two become one

dancing

to music that does not exist

Music only hearts can feel

and only children can see

Smiling up at us

with curly red hair

The kitchen our dance floor

simmering pots and pans

our orchestra

and we dance……

Oh, how beautifully we dance

Hate Me

 

Thanks to bruisedbelly for helping me to post a song. (I’m a dork in a lot of ways, but her coolness prevailed)

In addition, she reminded me about THIS song.  It really captures the way I am starting to feel.

That maybe it’s good the woman I hurt for so long hates me in some way in order to find what is truly good for her.

Remembering all tears she cried believing I was “the one” for so long, I can’t say “I’m sorry” near enough.

Buttercup

Dappled Sunlight

Dappled sunlight on her skin

Mind adrift with carnal thought

Lustful stirrings, not quite sin

Lessons learned, but never taught

Her silken form does wait for me

Pleasures both forever sought

Undulating like the sea

Rolling as an evening storm

Foretelling lust that will be

Gentle rain, soft and warm

The love rains down sublime

Mind and body consumed in swarm

Bodies tangled in naked rhyme

Always knowing I’m her man

Each and every sultry time

Celestial rays form an alluvial fan

Dappled sunlight on her skin

Illuminates a greater plan

  This was not as easy as I had imagined.  Thank you to Der Erzahler at Der Erzahler’s Musings for the poetic form idea. His post “The Beast Within” was written in Terza Rima form and the above is my feeble attempt at the same and was written with a certain someone in mind….. I hope her belly is not so bruised at this particular moment.  😉

When I said……

 

Every Day 2

When I said….

That you would be the one to leave

That I’m not a Knight in Shining Armor

That you would find someone better

That you would want someone more than you did me

That you would love someone more than you did me

That you would be truly happy

That I hoped for all these things for you

That it would hurt this badly to lose you

That you are, and always were Worth it

That you are not just a place to put it

That I would miss you so damn much

That I would think of you every day, EVERY DAY

That I would feel you in music

That embers of you would haunt and burn me still

That I would order (and not eat) an Olive burger just to imagine you enjoying it across from me

That I would miss your jaw popping as you chewed

That I would finally cry – for you

 

You didn’t believe me then.

Do you believe me now?

 

 

** Please no comments on the Jensen Ackles pic (Ooops, sorry– Dean Winchester pic.  Hahaha)  It’s and inside thing (in case she ever reads this) that might cause her to call me a fucker under her breath, but still she’ll still smile.  Technically the entire piece is an inside thing, in addition to being cathartic in some degree for me.  Some days are more difficult than others and this weekend was ponderous.  Knowing she’s forgotten provides some degree of comfort because it means she is happy.  It also means I wasn’t as important in her life as she believed me to be.  She is blessed with object constancy issues and I am not a constant.  The fact is, I was blessed to be given what she gave of herself for as long as she could. She is perfect.  Damn, this turned into it’s own little sub-post.  LOL    Oh well, my blog my fucking rules.

Aching

Aching

Aching

We talk of love

Of sex and wanting

Life and all its twists and turns

Our conversations never seem to end

They seamlessly flow from day to night to day

With every single word and phrase

I feel it deep within my bones

Body crying out for you

An agonizing pull

Aching

 

Flip My Switch

Flip my Switch

Flip my switch

turn me on

hot and bothered

all day long

I’ll flip your switch

that soft little nub

with finger and tongue

will lick and rub

Don’t stop there

flip some more

there are other parts

to love and adore

I know what you need

my sweet little dear

a hot dripping climax

that’s why I’m here

Of course My Sir

you always deliver

licking and rubbing

making me quiver

 

Another sensual and exquisitely fun duet with my dear partner bruisedbelly.  She always brings out the best (worst) in me…. and I love it.   Please do yourself a favor and jump to her page by clicking her name.   😉