touch not my soul
27 July 2013
touch not my soul
Supple, subtle, soft, lips on skin,
teasing, tasting tongues, born to sin
willful, wanton, wiles coaxing me
hurried, honest hands, roaming free
anxious, aroused, ache once again.
burning, beast-like, bold eyes begin
craving, clawing, chained imprisoned
groaning, gasping, grind, you’re the key
touch not my soul
flaming, fingers, feel soul within
lustful, longing, looks unveiled, thin
yearning, yielding, yes, give, receive
passion, pulsing, pure hungry need
swirling, selfish sex cannot win
touch not my soul
everyone dreams
25 July 2013
everyone dreams
Everyone dreams, perhaps to escape,
of an idyllic island getaway,
two palm trees, a hammock strung up between,
no deadlines or responsibilities,
nothing at all to intrude on this day.
A quaint bamboo hut for some place to stay,
a few natives to cater to me all day.
clothes could be optional, picture the scene?
everyone dreams.
Paradise sounds good, what price would we pay,
as if we could afford it anyway?
Reality always does intervene,
because Life is just cold and cruel and mean,
and nothing ever really goes our way
but everyone dreams.
sunburned
24 July 2013
sunburned
Well, now I know, painfully so,
burns to be in the status quo.
Life’s a beach, so flippantly said,
until we’re scorched and turning red.
Is fitting in worth all this woe?
It wasn’t smart to be exposed,
we never think about that ‘though.
Life is not like a tanning bed,
Well, now I know.
I bought into the social code,
it’s subtle, ev’rywhere I go.
You keep up, try to get ahead,
fit in, belong, follow where lead.
Life is crazy and just for show,
Well, now I know.
(written for Poetic Blooomings)
