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I Worry Boy

once we were warriors, filled
with fierce pride
those dull thuds of fist on chest
shake with the need to bleed
or make bleed
we were men that knew the language of fists

we were men that knew the language of love
toward our family
that knew how to protect and nurture
our hard curbed by their soft

But we lost our way

warped by booze and bruises
all that violence turned inward
directing hate at ourselves
letting it spill over our loved ones
where pride died and became
a curse word drowned in cheap piss,
beer breath was all that was left
to hide the death of the lives we held
sacrosanct

Years of wandering this tortured path
beaten men that spoke with their fists
love was deemed weak
crushed beneath our feet
like a child's sandcastle
or a lovers face

It turned,
that cycle broke
I remember such terrible things
watching your grandmothers blood
bleed with mine as she sheltered me
with her limp body to try to stop the blows

I remember the hate, the anger and how when I got bigger
it would never happen again
I walked my own path of broken destruction
made it through,
arrived a man with pride in his eyes

I see you boy
the way you lash out
the way you strike out with all your might
the way you revel in your strength
and
I worry for you
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Just Porn

Hands hold your wrists overhead
bear down with strength to pin
your lust in place, as you rub
against my thigh
a splash of desire slides down the swell of my quad

A smirk lights my face as I ravage your flaunted chest , tounge laps at the base of your breasts as you squirm and wriggle

A giggle and clipped cry as I nibble on a nipple a quick flit before the heat of my breath works down to your navel, the swell of my bulging cock slides down your thigh, rock hard rigidity tinged with the touch of soft flesh,

the tendons under my fingers vibrate a fury that rages
ardent intention fires the desires deep inside you,
I tease in limbo between the want of your mouth and the demands of your pussy

my hand runs down the inside of your arm, the callouses on my palm rasp as digets pass your shoulder and slide over to your lips, a finger gently follows the ridges and slips down yet further, apply gentle firm pressure squeze a moan from the home of acapella

Trace the oval shape of your core
oh to taste you in this state, a hiss as I paint with licks and kiss the trail down to your pelvis line

My free hand deft and sure traces the ticklish place around your entrance where you will accept me inside.
a battering ram into willing want, my tongue tastes as a serpent flickering stutter that makes you mutter
take me,

I part your folds to sup on your pearl as fingers find the way inside
devoured by your hunger,
smooth soft heat engulfs and swallows as your hips drive downward penetration
then up onto clitoral stimulation

Your heat burns like a star, fingers stretch to
find a feel of g-spot inside, a rough ridge of pulse that tingles as my tongue mingles the taste of you.

can you dance on the verge as I urge you to cum, the precipice looms as every up and every down flays the frayed edges of your exstacy,

it's all organic baby
those oh's you groan
the tone you
yes

slow
waves show
how close you
are to flow over
that slope slips
crashes
as hips mash lush liquid

I drink of your essence
before
hard
fast
penetration
ankles on my shoulders
our
eyes meet as I sliide
deep,

consumed swallowed in the rivers mouth
that flows into an ocean
this is divinity
forgive me if I think God is between your thighs
and I wish to sacrifice at the alter
my sweat,
my breath,
my heart beat
my seed
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How Did We Get Here?


Goosebumps raise little erections of
hair follicles as breath touches
softly at the nape of your neck

trigger a shiver reaction
vanilla scented satin doll softness
hands grip your wrists
fingers mould in delicate peach
take the shape of fingerprint forensics
purple hue of lovers bruises
to bloom tomorrow

teeth sink into bliss tasting flesh
tease and kiss
slide and glide to the line of jaw
lips mash together gentle
abandoned in twirl of
unplanned exploration
clothes discarded like so much
windblown nothing

hip bones fit my hands
I lift
legs flung round
pelvis ground wet patch
tanned hue of summers touch
skin gilded in golden tones
muffle my mouth with the taste of you
deafen my ears with your joy
coat my fingers in paint so I may
trace my name upon your thighs
treat me with rapture in your eyes

watch the rise and fall of mounded breast
gasps and breath heave from your chest
test my linguistics and tongue dexterity
as we chase the race for running water
my hands knead and need the feel
of calf muscle tense,

toes pointed
dancing invisible high heels
running in mid air, hands in my hair
God's name on your lips
face red as molten metal
the clench and tense of vibrating fury
hold the pace the line of sight
you start to fight the pleasure intense
overpowers all sense of reason
with uncontrolled abandon you boil over
the taste of you intoxicates

I cup the rise of pubic cleft let you feel
my appreciation as you rest
palm hot on panty tanned lines
your hands run up and over
caressing yourself as if to ease and settle
the sensations running through every
nerve
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Fear of The Wry Grin

High pitch
Scrape that cuts the air
pierces the barrier between us
silence
the knife squeaks again
on a plate of porcelain

flinch reaction one eye scrunched
as if it can block the sound
that emanantes from each slice
deviled sausage and mash
he cuts his potatoes just so we know
who is the only one allowed to make noise

can't stomach the stuff and he knows
he waits for a penalty infringement
in the laws laid down no yellow cards
in this game, they're all red
read out like the riot acts

can't let his slop slip into my gullet
dry heaves
wrack as force is not enough to overcome
natural body function
I can see his wry grin as he loads
up the plates and swings

fist connects just above my left eye
and adds a delicate splatter of sauce
to my pristine white potatoes
fist- wall-roof-light-wall-floorboards-table leg
kaleidoscope together in a blur
words slurred, scream through partial deaf haze

"Get up you little cunt, or you get the boot"
dizzy carnival ride head
staggers left right fall
table leg
boot and spittle
drop in slow motion serenity
gravity is too heavy for me

saliva lands first, a sprinkle of DNA
before the leather sole sinks into my side
the dull thud of meat hit
with a tenderizer precision
that wet crunch-crack as ribs separate
break from the pain as it fades into white

Hospital light
lies as I try to explain how
I fell off the back step playing ball
through lips so swollen I can almost see them
every breath scrapes like knives on dinner plates
as he stands behind the doctor
with a wry grin
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I can Taste it Still

old friend
where have you been?
that dry mouthed
hunger I breathe
every damn time,
I crave you to satisfy
some dire need deep in me

seeds there
watered and fed
like all weeds
the smallest hold you
get you cling
grow, wring out life,
strangle it off
with snaking tendrils
burrow and reap
a crop of bleary eyed
mind altered steeped
in inorganic substance

left
partially conscious
blanket suffocates life
nothing left to contemplate
insensate nerves feel
tingles that burn

I know it's wrong,
yet the brain begs
it cries, it feels like you die
body wracked in spasms
shakes and trembles that make
you want to ring up
that old friend
and whisper all your secrets
feel something other than

well,
just to feel something
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Lords day of Rest

Shane snorts another line
then I do mine

our party trick,
one sleep till Saturday
and it’s just turned Monday midnight……

hyped up neurons twitch
a flare of powdered dark
black bags full of pupils too wide
how normal it feels
how right to just let it all go

what are you laughing at
Shane, what the fuck are you laughing at
next thing I’m pulling
a serrated blade
from the knife block

his pale throat

begs to be opened to silence laughing jest
to set his blood free
to mingle with the cross
hatching of diamond tiling

metal clatters
laughing
thrown as I see me
reflected in the glinting gleam of his eyes
hunched, foetal curled he gurgles
"please don't" shaking adrenaline
fuels his fear

my hands grip my face
finger slit like prison bars

a door slams,
in two blinks of micro sleep
my feet echo an echo beat
owl sized eyes slice through night

a cactus stalk sways
waves me forward
a race to the cliff face
dragged by a mind that wont
that can’t
that
just sleep

head down into darkened descent
eroded trail narrows to a foot wide
on either side perilous death in misted breath

the wind tastes mortal
it threatens to upend
my travelling feet
my heart beats
like prey fleeing a predator

the moon shatters in pale shimmers
reflected twins co-joined in sin
and meth crystal hoar frost
dine on salted grit
crusted skin stinks of stale sweat
and
somewhere I

fell

somewhere I caught myself

it’s Sunday
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A La Carte

a menu of enchantment
chair bound, blind folded
I stand over her
shadow casting a phantom
she can sense, but not feel

her body bare before me,
tingling, quivering, I select
my delicacy. the only sound
her panting breath
I leave her suspended

the rattle of ice cubes
she starts, as it drips
coldness, blindness mingle
a keening cry at the icy drop
on her fragile exposure

a shiver as it trickles
from nipple, down
the hill and lost in
the cleft where breast
attaches to body

twisting the knife of
anticipation, I drag her
chair backwards
startled cry garners no attention


gently tug her hair back
tilting it over the chair
a mouthful of
ice-cold lemonade
trickle it from my lips to hers
passionately kiss

rise and fall of chest
sweat smells of spices
tongue tastes of lemon
flesh, texture of polished marble
her panting gasps
a smorgasbord of senses

we both
long for her release
but not from the bindings
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The Last Caption Of 4am

Down goes the last mouthful of tepid coffee
not stirred properly the sugar granule slurry slides
down the mugs edge and crunches
its textured sweet to hide the dash of bourbon
three day growth rasps beneath
blackened fingernails, stain splattered clothes
hang like limp wall paper that melted in summer,
caring is for those rich enough to feel shame

the grimy door knob slips from his grip
twice before the door creaks open
to 4am's lack of light
Autumn smells of mulch and leave littered fall
as chill air playfully licks at his long coat
before seeping into popping joints
that arthritis ache that makes age seem
like hell

Stilted steps beat their ungainly rhythm
as envious thoughts blare bloody murder
at the smoke curling lazily from next doors chimney

the damn fucking ache, as if a black smith has set up
shop right there in his fucking knee, using cartilage
as his damned fucking anvil, the sea air
wafts on the breeze
he shuffles along hunched
bent by decisions that left him here
rotting in his own flesh

If time was a person 4am would be
the loneliest person on the planet
A shiver shudders up his spine
as the walk begins
wharfie's fling their nights catch
from boat to dock
fresh fish

Headlines read
"Man Pulled From Beneath The Wharf"
no known family or relatives
have come forward

a bus accelerates away from the news stand
in a cloud of diesel,
the bustle of human traffic
continues on
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Old 10-16-2016, 04:53 AM   #10
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Little Bit of a Love Poem

Do you remember when our love
was reckless?
thunderstorms in tinder grass
it blew on a gale
passion screamed raw
unedited poetry, full of mess and wordiness
each kiss mashed teeth to lips
a blur of copper tang and taste
the scent of musk,
the husky way you begged to be taken

now, we are the rain of autumn
that quenches summers thirst
light, gentle
we pour like syrup drizzled
indulgence in familiarity
a favourite meal
the smudged pages of a favourite book
sipped like berry cider
smile at silent directions
that lead to nirvana

where sex isn't just about copulation
but where we are one
I can touch you on the inside
you can feel my caress
we know each others crests and peaks

I hold you tight
as the shivers subside
trace your curves with
finger tips soft as petals
I don't need to say
I love you
but
trace it on your spine
whisper it anyway.
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Upbringing

I survived
funny thing to say about
what should have been child hood

growing into adolescence
with this churn of addiction
a rage flame fanned by
praise for the ability to inflict pain


I didnt walk the mean streets
I drank it down
crushed asphalt cigarettes and syringes
force fed
in the ring gloves on tears streaming
fight for your affection boy
the loser is outside for the night
and the winner

Oh, the winner,

is showered in love and praise
goaded into deriding the loser
it was all about the fight

dragged through glass shards
a patch work quilt of scars
cut, beaten bloody, but never beaten

then when I came of age
I was the mean streets
the glass in face,
the barstool swinger
a harbringer of hospital visits and
blood stained pavements

dance a dance of violent destruction
there were no sparring with words
merely an off hand gesture
could call on my wrath

one of us is going to hospital cunt,
I hope you understand the gravity of this situation
because the only time I felt
anything but empty
was when I was full
of the mean streets
driving people into gutter biting
head stomps
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the true taste of decadence

how can her eyes be so wide
as we close that space in slow motion
how softly we touch
and it tingles,
layers of sugar and sweetness
that melt oh, so, slow, on my tongue

her breath is my breath
we grind closer
her hips thrust forward,

I grip her hair
it unfolds in pants and gasps
little nips as i nibble her lips
her hands grasp my ass
dragging my hard into her soft

we catch short breaths that hiss
between the wet sucking sounds
that smack and click
the language of passion
spoken in lustful lunges

I am lost in her
and she in me

Clothes become a heated encumberance
shed like snake skin,
that slither of sinew
as my hands glide to release the buttons on her jeans
I feel the heat as my thumbs hook on panties
and pull down
her lips stay locked to mine
she wiggles side to side
to help it all slide off

I pull up her top
loop it over her head
in one motion
pin her arms behind her back
with the shirt
withhold my lips
for
that pause
that little moment
as I let her know I am inspecting
her exposure

this heated play
bares all
my smirk devilish as she
tries desperatly
to taste me again as if
I am oxygen

We slide together
her throes of passion
shatter my world
and take me in heat and wet
demanding satisfsction

later her lips touch mine
a gentle brush
to say thank you.

We breathe each others
sighs
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Tattoed and Tied

Black and grey shadows
add depth to taloned feet
beak wide in shill scream
it moves as she writhes
but it's frozen mid descent,
trace the lines on her side as
her scream drips of the tip
of my tongue

aged cinnamon spiced candles
cast pin prick dots that flicker
on the wall
as I rasp coarse wool
over twin peaked nipples
a gasp as she grasps
the ties that bind

a greedy crunch
as her teeth crush
raw raspberries
I lick the juice from
her chin
savour the flavour of
her mouth, tart, sweet

hands sink into
satin depths
teeth nibble on neck
and ear lobes
whispers shiver down her spine

her heat screams
like howling wind through the pines

my hands rub to ease aching muscles
to avoid cramps
because we are here all night.
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I Hold Your Wants

that slick sound that slips
whispered sweet perversions
hiss through this first stage

where the sibilance
traces lines on supple skin
where gasps for breath
are music for my muse
where wrists are bound
behind your back
exposing you for
my touch
tender soft
and I take you
with passion that makes you feel
this restraint frees what once was bound
allows my control to dictate the way
you respond

and tonight I want your cum
to taste it
to drink of you
prepare yourself
to be fucked,
into senseless time distortion
where the world melts away into flashes
of tongue
fingers
wands
and nothing more could you want

spreader bars splay ankles wide
open for my entrance
now beg my pet
as I raise the ties
that hold your desires
in soft silk
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the vampire of sacremento

Richard Chase

Mum said he didn't have to take the pills anymore
he was free,
but they still want him,
he knows they do.....

chitter........
scratch
he sits up,
uncertainty unchained
creaking a jangle like rusted hinges
that unlock a macabre mausoleum

They're here, he hunches in dishevelled
crust covered filth
the stains of what, god only knew
he whizzes a cola shake
the dregs left reek of rot
he chugs down his health drink to stop his heart shrinking


Today he scrawled
on his calendar,

quietly

chitter........scratch
confusion corrupts the night

chitter....scratch
louder, a little faster
paranoia permeates.
They're there, he hears them
they must be there?
surely?

Chitter
did you hear it?
a small little skitter,

Calm yourself, he thinks,
looking about through fear stained eyes
a walk to clear my head
glancing at walls that press in, make him feel
small

the door thuds shut as this
man thing shuffles along foam flecked
and reeking.

She is one of them,
he sees her enter the house
hastens to catch the creature that would dare to
attempt to kill him
what was he to do
he had to save his own life

locked latches mean NO he thinks to himself
as he turns the handle and is
invited in by the
open door.

Scratch..
what was that?
walls all around,mm
are they in there?
It's all in your head
gonna end up dead,
fuck,

fuck,

fuck.....
Skin shivers
again it chitters,
in the ceiling?

No it's coming from her,
from inside her......
he has to get at it
get it out,
eat it
to stop his heart from
stopping.....

he gulps down a health drink,
mixed in an empty yoghurt container
wipes the red, iron scented remnants on his shirt
breathes a sigh
he got it, it can't get him anymore
and she with sightless eyes
has given him all he needs to stop.

CHItter.......
SCratch,

What are you?
under the floor
a silent patch,
again the scratch

where is it?

maddening, maladies of the mind
anonymously there

pause, panting,

strain,

listen,

he whirrs a whirr of cola smoothie
fingers the dog's collar on the bench
grime crusted fingers scrape at
a small stain on the collars edge
as he drains another drink

SCRATCH,
Need to get out
of
get out of here

he loads his gun,
because it's not safe anymore,
the Nazi's are coming
and they're coming hard
they want his blood
he has to get theirs first

he wanders in desolate isolation
he seeks the source
of his curse

another unlocked door
and they're upon him
mandibles click together

he blows their heads off
click, Bang

click,

Bang

click, Bang
three

(chitter it whispered, nearly hushed in silence)

it's inside the third
he listens at the things navel
has to search inside it for sometime,
it's in there deep.
grunting out his exertions he finds
release from it
inside his head......
he bathes and drinks an energy drink
infused with tonic

clambering into its vehicle
he flees the scene with his prize
he knows, if he eats it
and mixes his smoothies
he'll be safe,
even if
if it's
if it's just
for a while

he refrigerates his trophies,
settling down for the night
safe........

chitter,
oh so bitter

scratch, he's sure they're
fucking rats

chitter,

scratch

splatter,
in grey matter.
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Dabbling In Darkness

poised

still

silent

slow intake of breath
shhhhh, exhaled
door shifts on its hinges
the starting pistol release to
spring from hiding,
raw power slams into your frame

smash into the wall
as this mass of massive muscles
claws and restrains,

flung to ground
the naked beast stands
silhouetted by streaming back light
a koi fish inked on his thigh
something else draws your eye
thick veins and throbbing tip
pulsing with it's own manic
heart beat

koi leaps in taut skin
that paces toward you
your brain wont respond
stealthy predator poised to plunder
pulls you to your feet
hand in hair
tilts your head
throat naked
fingers clasp tight
dull groan escapes his grip

a response to his scent
his strength
his silent command

(bump)

back hits the wall
hisses between his teeth
hand descends from
throat to blouse
banded striations bunch
fabric tears like tissue paper
spilling breasts free
clipped cry as nipples hit
cooler air,

he leans in and whispers

Happy birthday baby.
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Aftermath of a Whim

midnights pale eye stares down
in vouyeristic gleam
I want him to see
your vertical smile
I whisper my command
as we sit on the side of the bus
my hand on one thigh
fingerprints embedded
holding them wide
this ride a whim as I tore
your panties from you
guided you out the door
on unsteady clack of heels

I throw my keys on the floor
with a look
that demands you retrieve them
with a finger I brush your cheek as you bend
from high on stilettoes
you are mere inches from his face
as skirt slips a ride up hips
and he gets to see the swell of your labia

the smell of you emanates an aroma
that has us salivating

Good girl I whisper into your ear
when you settle back in place
his erection beats on
the front of his jeans
you bite your lip
as two members stand at attention
Just for you.

our stop looms I bid you stand
hold the hand rails over head
lift the skirt off your ass and smack
hard calloused palms
on your slutty rump

then offer our fine friend a spank before we depart
the look on your face is
lust unlocked

Now every time you see a bus I know you get wet.
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Another Pub Somewhere

The Holdie, beach shore bum-about
loose dress code, same as the women
three-quarter pub cum restaurant
a place for the local wannabes to strum a chord
crack a voice and tune a tambourine
some had talent
most were going nowhere faster
than the dark-light smoke machine haze
this tune plays on my time, like
someone who won't shut up in a movie

interrupting my melancholy
a sad beer
flat and frothless, warm as monkey piss
the last dregs of swill
paid my fill
order up tequila and salt
best remedy to flog your memory
tired bloodshot glaze
missed the glass on first attempt

then she lit up the night
the quaver in her voice the same timbre
as that sad little hole I've been pouring drinks in
the blues, baby;
oh, the blues
she has us in the honey of her throat
that drips sweet sadness

fill your pockets lads
this is bankroll payday for us sitting here
trying to die slowly because we lack commitment
for fucking anything
bar the bar that holds us steady
dulls the tremors and that ache that tells you
you are too old for this, but too young and dumb
to retire,

Her voice drops to an amplified whisper
that slices the air keen-cut
it wafted on the ocean-slick breeze
and fell into my brain
punched my eyes
till they bled tears

I don't know to this day what she sang
never saw her again
but I can still feel her
in that tired place I try to drown
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Surrendered Control

have you heard the whisper
of skin on skin,
as hands glide, skim
across the lines of you
the rasp of callouses
in the silence
loud as rock music
sounds that mingle with texture
that mingle with mind
the restraint you show
when you don't beg
but we know the cues you use
the clues are in the hips
that buck and grind in untrainable instincts

in the teeth on lips, the throaty growl
that speaks a novels worth of lust
in one breath,
the heaving
of your chest,
rouge bloom of heat in your cheeks
the way that anything near your mouth
gets bitten
or sucked,

I never let you in on my cues
as I head down

down

down
kisses trail little wet
nips, misted breath on flesh
past devilish wiles
and demanded divergence
to the inner thighs on either side
of where you want it
where you want me

I make you wait
to force a whimper
feigned accidental touch
on that place that makes
your heart race
my pace slooooows down,

you emit those sounds that tug
at my own carnal needs, plead
with please and why wont you just
but we know why, it's all part of the play
the way I let you know
who's in control,
because I will slay your desire
nail it down. pin it between us
hammer blows that
answer your prayers and longing stares

when I know you are ready
not when you think you are ready
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How Damaged We Were

hateful words spat
in hateful curses
lips pursed, yet the pulsing
in her throat,
emotes more

the similar unrestrained voice
of high delight, as I smash
her against the wall, hammer blows,
trying to punch her pelvis
through the surface of anything
we happen to be pinned against

biting, clawing feral needs,
like two cats in heat,
spit on me, smear it in
as devils lube,

tumultuous we were,
razor keen aggression
stalking on the surface
not knowing wether it would be fists flying,
or pierced flesh crying
out for one last
come
on.......

how I hated you, how I craved
your hate for me
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Tame Her

the crushing blow of a ringing slap
that makes teeth clack together,
hollows out her cry as she begs
to be taken
slow and softly
to enter in millimetres but not yet,

another slap sour the sweet
interplay the sensation
sweetest juice rewards the patient
succours the hungry
ravenous to ravish
strawberry nipples bloom and peek through
the sheerest lace
trace the S shaped patterns
hands perch in place to taste the skin
beneath, a small tug
and it rips to the clipped cries
as I slide one deep thrust
inside

coarse fingers on fragile flesh
hardness cocooned
caressed in liquid fire
growl that throatiness
and groan out a whispered
fuck
into my teeth
taste my tongue
lose our thoughts
loose our beasts to meet the other
dizzy is a frame of mind
gasping is for the living
till la petite more
claims you
chaos reigned in
even if
just for this moment
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Full Moon Rises

your form was designed
to consume the likes of me
to take all that I have and turn it
into beauty
metamorphosised into more
than I can be alone

you, malleable, bend and take
more than the lust,
I ache
to fill all that you are
with all that I am

I know it's a lot for you to bare
slender of frame and delicate
gentle curves,
devout in swollen softness
I intrude and feel like a thief,
there is a strength in you that grips me
firm, intense
and I find it is you that has stolen me

I can see in your eyes that
we hold each other
on the cusp
of profound visions
crying out to a god
any that'll listen

or even in this moment
able to create our own in the joining
of our limbs,
these brittle words
held together by the strength in my arms
as you hold together around me
stretched tight I cling
to the first
S
C
R
E
A
M
you cry out
nails rake my back then
grasp my ass
as you try to consume me

I howl
as if you are the moon
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The Sound Of Leaving

oh to run my finger down her cheek
to trace her face
burn her essence into tactile memory
whisper secrets
let down my guard
like a boxer about to be sucker punched
let her in to see the real me
not the swollen knuckles
and running mass of scars

but the me that writes poetry
that smells the flowers
exclaims at the power of their scent
the way the trees sway in a breeze
to hold her to my chest
slow dance in the setting sun

drive with
windows down
hand in the air
waiting for the moment
when atmosphere shifts
and the temperature drops enough so you can feel it
I want to carry her over the threshold
place her gently down and caress her earthiness
tease her for hours
stare into the liquid pools of blue that drown
me in their depth as I breathe the scent of heather

and even as she walks away I dare not say
any of this

So I grab a beer, drown my thoughts
breathe a sigh
resigned to lie,
pretend
she's just a friend
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Creating Shadows

Twilight that place
between night and day,

you remind me of
darkness and light
bound together in a moment
photographed on your soul
as it dance between the setting
sun and rising moon

why transition to night
when we can bridge light snd shade
complexities in charms
wrapped in lover's
arms,
the colour of happenstance,
whole in substance
passion red sky
in twilight's eye
hang between the time of shadow and light
suspend me in your colours

twilight experienced
three times a day,
sun rise, sun set and
when at last our eyes met
that instant pales all else,
leaving nothing but shadows
in our wake
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Sign Language

Stare at my hands and dare them to speak
the scars that blink as they move
tri-tone paint splattered callouses
mix with fresh cut skin

fingers thick and clumsy
beaten and moulded
by heavy weights, hard work
and hours of hitting a heavy bag

they have punched brick
smashed plasterboard
one knuckle still in two
from an errant tooth
in a bar room brawl

the story they most want to tell
is the day they held you

gentle
shaking I wept
for fear they were too clumsy
to hold your fragility

a triumph as my hands cradled you
to my chest
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