The Past…..

She visited my dream last night

unexpected and unnerving

A haunting visage of the past

After more than two years

Does she still hate me?

I am poison to her happiness

Maybe she was a dream from the start

it almost feels like it now

Yet she still makes me smile,

if only in memories and dreams

and I miss her

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

My Secret Stash

Inconspicuous at first glance

but look more closely

do you see the tab?

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The small file to my immediate right

has important day-to-day paperwork

things I need close at hand

including my Secret Stash

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You may be asking yourself at this point…

What is it? Booze, pills, something more sinister?

Oh, I assure you it’s something I crave almost daily

My Secret Stash

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Why I am still in decent shape is beyond me!!!

Good genetics or fast metabolism…maybe both.  LOL

She Lingers

Her: “Did you wash your hands yet?”

Him: “No, why would I?”

Her: “Because your fingers are covered in my cum”

Him: “Yes they are. Does that bother you?”

Her: “Not really, but you still have to eat lunch”

Him: “Yes I do, and….?”

Her: “Won’t that ruin your meal?”

Him: “Not in the least. I love the way you taste”

Her: “And my scent doesn’t distract you?”

Him: “Of course it does. I crave it like a drug”

Her: “I don’t understand you sometimes”

Him: “You don’t need to understand my dear. Just smile and say, Thank you”

Her: “Thank you” (Smile)

Swamp Drainer

*** This goes out to everyone struggling with too much going on in their life at the moment.  Remember, eventually it WILL pass….  It was inspired by a conversation with BB that reminded me of an old saying I heard my father use.

Alligators

She stood, surrounded

Hungry, evil eyes peering at her

Through murky waters

The stench overpowering yet oddly sweet

Decaying vegetation and rotting flesh

 

She stood, surrounded

Wanting to scream or cry

To flee for her life

Shaking from fear and anger

Defiant and determined

 

She stood, surrounded

Blood stained teeth glistened 

Waiting to devour her whole

Ripping her limb from limb

Staining murky waters red

 

She stood, surrounded

Feeling weak, yet strong

Up to her ass in alligators

She would not succumb

She would drain this damn swamp

Once and for all