BMF's Urban Hang Suite

[NeonSubtlety]

I don't know of any other place to openly display written stuff. And, i didn't feel like creating a thread for it. I hope you don't mind BMF.


Whiskey Breath


Downstream, your lips dew,
poison condensate and lust.

You open, accept the finite
end and foggy morning.

Cheeks drift continentally,
words whisper into eary canal.

“Don’t ruin this
by overanalyzing.”

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Nostalgia (a revision)


Lying in the backyard,
hot from fruit wine and Spring,
I study the soft packets of my lips
and recall Summer camps at St. Mary’s,

running dandelions and blades
of woven sandpaper over closed lids,
sneaking in the crevices,
tracing the round of my childish bones.

I could cry for the blues
forgotten by the sky and the dead
weight of my face.

 

[NeonSubtlety]

Memento (a revision)


I am the worst person you know.
I am cold, unwavering, immodest.
I force those around me to splinter,
shedding shreds of themselves,
hard pieces that fall to the floor,
can be seen and commented on.
"This is what he took from me."
"This is what I've lost."

To those that know the better me,
I am your son.

Scraping my forearms past
the corduroy of the dining room table,
my elbows prepared for the white noise
readied at your lips. Cancer.
I had only heard the word in church,
a hard-knuckled specter instigating
synchronized floor-focus,
choking out eye-to-eye contact.

Cancer. "Pray for us."
has Cancer. "Pray for us."

Those days crept like mold,
bright March days in dampdark rooms.
Some recipe gave you strength
to don your wig, to stay conscious
from morning bed to medicine cabinet;
Some recipe gave you purpose
to suffer the sickening health of hospital
and the half-smile of counting physicians.

I was an ingredient, the better me,
your son.

10 years of remission is a trophy,
hard as metal and inscribed,
"Cancer cannot compete with my care.”
“It has no one to fight for.”
Years from now, I will unpack the memento,
Having inherited the best parts of you,
Having become the man you’d hoped
I’d be, the better me:

Outside, a callous, immodest man.
Inside, a strong woman.

 

[Sensualdreamer]

Anyone can post.
The OP isn't even around anymore.
He was a good guy and will be missed.

BTW Welcome to Lit.
Have fun and Be safe.

He's actually posted under a different Lit name (tho not sure when his most recent posting was )

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Why not...

“Black Light”

And the purple light shone in a splendid haze;
It rendered Jimi’s to more of a puff of smoke.
Stains and scars,
Pains and martyred sacrifices lay imbedded,
Hoping to be rescued,
But resigned to the fact that they had become the forgotten ones.
Rendered images of glories, a past life of winning;
Sinning with the requisite shame following closely behind,
They saw the light…
They saw it and shrieked.
And the purple light shone.

Passing over surfaces and sheets, discarded, tattered sheets
Particles of past lives floated in the ray.
Hazy memories of the ones caught in the middle
Now trapped in a purgatory of sorts,
Where the fires of regret quickly singe and devour.
And the purple light shone.

Inch by inch, spill after wretched spill
Images swallowed into the light,
Like a jagged little pill.
Lots of retching and stretching,
Muscles strained and flexed
As the suspect truth finally digests…
……this is life.

And the purple light shone.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

I remember when,
When I used to love the way
Your skin felt against me.
And when your laughter filled my ears,
Or your moans,
Or
Your
...your...whisper, "Good morning"...
How it would massage my soul.

I remember when,
When I loved you.
How my heart would melt, and my
My..my smile would betray me, even in anger.
And how you could calm the beast,
And at the same time awaken him
again and again and again...
I remember.

And those memories serve me no more.
They dwindle day by day,
Leaving nothing more than shadows
And absent minded thoughts of dusk filled days.
Or at least,
That's what i tell myself.
My memories are rememberings.
Rambles of a man left now in shambles by
by...
Remembering what I loved about you.

 

[PlayfulLittle1]

Lovely.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Sometimes the quiet of the night,
The way the moon shines at just the right angle to cause reflections and shadows through my blinds,
The way the stars twinkle in random patterns,
And the way my sheets rise as sleep escapes me..
Sometimes, it makes me think.

Sometimes when that midnight snack comes calling,
And there's nothing in the fridge to satisfy,
Or, when that certain infomercial comes on...
you know the one.
Sometimes, just sometimes I hear your padding feet lingering just a while
And I smile,
Cause I know you're still there.

And sometimes when my heat frets over nothing,
And my dreams terrorize me, and my eyes are ripped from sleep into an altered reality,
Your kiss on my forehead
is
just
the
right
remedy.
Not just sometimes,
But every time.

 

[sunshinegirl05]

I remember when,
When I used to love the way
Your skin felt against me.
And when your laughter filled my ears,
Or your moans,
Or
Your
...your...whisper, "Good morning"...
How it would massage my soul.

I remember when,
When I loved you.
How my heart would melt, and my
My..my smile would betray me, even in anger.
And how you could calm the beast,
And at the same time awaken him
again and again and again...
I remember.

And those memories serve me no more.
They dwindle day by day,
Leaving nothing more than shadows
And absent minded thoughts of dusk filled days.
Or at least,
That's what i tell myself.
My memories are rememberings.
Rambles of a man left now in shambles by
by...
Remembering what I loved about you.

Love this one.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Love this one.

Thanks, lady. Lol

 

[sunshinegirl05]

Thanks, lady. Lol

You're welcome, man.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

You're welcome, man.

I like your av. Hot!

 

[sunshinegirl05]

I like your av. Hot!

Thank you!!!

 

[Kat73]

I remember when,
When I used to love the way
Your skin felt against me.
And when your laughter filled my ears,
Or your moans,
Or
Your
...your...whisper, "Good morning"...
How it would massage my soul.

I remember when,
When I loved you.
How my heart would melt, and my
My..my smile would betray me, even in anger.
And how you could calm the beast,
And at the same time awaken him
again and again and again...
I remember.

And those memories serve me no more.
They dwindle day by day,
Leaving nothing more than shadows
And absent minded thoughts of dusk filled days.
Or at least,
That's what i tell myself.
My memories are rememberings.
Rambles of a man left now in shambles by
by...
Remembering what I loved about you.

Just beautiful Pervy. Thank you!

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Just beautiful Pervy. Thank you!

Thank you, Kat

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Right now, I'm thinking
You..
Me
Passionate reactions..
Actions, maybe passive
But probably more aggressive.
Assertively inserting myself
Within you, around you
Filling every space with feeling
Feeding on the numbness till it melts away in blissfulness
Stretching stress with deep caresses
Underscoring tenderness..
Yes...
Definitely, you need to undress.
I'd hate to pay the cleaning bill
For such an epic mess.
I think it would be best,
Yes, I guess I'll simply say it.
I
just
want
to
ruin
you.
And it might take a time or two..
But many multiorgasmic matings have mysterious ways of breaking down hazy walls of dazed confusion
And light bruising
And sexy skin contusions
Are just a few tools that I intend to be using
To create a masterful influence
Which extended far past your lips,
Your canal,
Your gspot,
And your carnality.
Just give it to me...
Or I can take it...
Cause in the end,
I WILL..
...take it.

 

[Ellafun]

Thanks for leaving the light on so I could find you.

Very sexy...and how exactly am I supposed to concentrate on anything after reading your poems, hmmmm???

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Thanks for leaving the light on so I could find you.

Very sexy...and how exactly am I supposed to concentrate on anything after reading your poems, hmmmm???

That's the whole idea.

 

[Canbe4fun]

yo Perve

I need to find this garden....


The lovely scent of flower fair
Blooming fragrant fills the morning air
Temptations brought opened petals wide
Dew escapes in silk from deep inside...

The beauty of this lovely sight
Contrasts my rigid stem so tight
Leaning in to take a taste devine
Spread just right with soft incline

Sweet honey smeared across my face
This garden beauty fingers trace
My senses filled in desire im struck
This rose so tender, i must pluck...

 

[Pervy_Sage]

I need to find this garden....


The lovely scent of flower fair
Blooming fragrant fills the morning air
Temptations brought opened petals wide
Dew escapes in silk from deep inside...

The beauty of this lovely sight
Contrasts my rigid stem so tight
Leaning in to take a taste devine
Spread just right with soft incline

Sweet honey smeared across my face
This garden beauty fingers trace
My senses filled in desire im struck
This rose so tender, i must pluck...

Nice. I need to find that garden too!

 

[sunshinegirl05]

I need to find this garden....


The lovely scent of flower fair
Blooming fragrant fills the morning air
Temptations brought opened petals wide
Dew escapes in silk from deep inside...

The beauty of this lovely sight
Contrasts my rigid stem so tight
Leaning in to take a taste devine
Spread just right with soft incline

Sweet honey smeared across my face
This garden beauty fingers trace
My senses filled in desire im struck
This rose so tender, i must pluck...

beautiful Canbe

 

[Canbe4fun]

Thank you Shiney!

A quickie as the moment has taken us beyond the ability to stop....



Oooh a chance to look upon beautiful breasts
Blouse ripped open with reckless undress
To kiss and squeeze her perfect form
Desire grows hard, her body warm

Though you are taken, i will claim brief moments
Your body, that face, and your lustful emotions
Thighs wrapped around me, I bring you close
to worship your beauty with devotion utmost

Perhaps just a drink to get us both going
One look in your eyes, your wetness is flowing
both of us naked and pressing together
my thickness dividing, soft sweet heather

This caressing and kissing and cooing foreplay
Is driving my lust with your wanton display
Moving just down to suckle you baby
I taste of your rose and drink of my lady

Turning about and guiding you over
It is time to thrust from behind my lover
Your soft wet walls greet me so tight
I cling to your hips and yell "Fuck" with delight

Our passion is building, as your round tits sway
Continue to pound, as our thoughts drift away
We managed to find our own little world
Fleeting moments are magic no time to yield

"Baby" you call me "I just need to cum"

Pushing you forward facedown on the bed
my cock burries deeper, your grip to my head
Your legs thrust together, and slowly you squeeze
We cum with our rush, both shaking our knees

Our moments too short, still trying hard to breath
We dress in our silence, not wanting to leave
We kiss at the door, with longing filled eyes
Happy for moments, just hating good byes...

 

[Edensgarden]

A quickie as the moment has taken us beyond the ability to stop....



Oooh a chance to look upon beautiful breasts
Blouse ripped open with reckless undress
To kiss and squeeze her perfect form
Desire grows hard, her body warm

Though you are taken, i will claim brief moments
Your body, that face, and your lustful emotions
Thighs wrapped around me, I bring you close
to worship your beauty with devotion utmost

Perhaps just a drink to get us both going
One look in your eyes, your wetness is flowing
both of us naked and pressing together
my thickness dividing, soft sweet heather

This caressing and kissing and cooing foreplay
Is driving my lust with your wanton display
Moving just down to suckle you baby
I taste of your rose and drink of my lady

Turning about and guiding you over
It is time to thrust from behind my lover
Your soft wet walls greet me so tight
I cling to your hips and yell "Fuck" with delight

Our passion is building, as your round tits sway
Continue to pound, as our thoughts drift away
We managed to find our own little world
Fleeting moments are magic no time to yield

"Baby" you call me "I just need to cum"

Pushing you forward facedown on the bed
my cock burries deeper, your grip to my head
Your legs thrust together, and slowly you squeeze
We cum with our rush, both shaking our knees

Our moments too short, still trying hard to breath
We dress in our silence, not wanting to leave
We kiss at the door, with longing filled eyes
Happy for moments, just hating good byes...

I always enjoy your writing. Thank you.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

I always enjoy your writing. Thank you.

Ah..so this is the garden he was speaking of.

 

[Edensgarden]

Ah..so this is the garden he was speaking of.

I could only be so lucky......

I love your writing too, ya know!