Original Ramblings

[LordMagicMan]

The look in my face,
The tears in my eyes,
As I look upon you,
and suddenly realize,

You mean nothing to me.

 

[Savage Kitten]

Ramble on.. the less you say.. the more I hear

Woven spells
Take flight
Whispered secrets
On a starry night

Dancing flames
Flicker near
Whispered secrets
A lover’s ear

Mingled words
Erotic dance
Whispered secrets
Heart entranced

Mystical spells
Caressing light
Whispered secrets
A woman’s rite

 

[LordMagicMan]

Re: Ramble on.. the less you say.. the more I hear

Woven spells
Take flight
Whispered secrets
On a starry night

Dancing flames
Flicker near
Whispered secrets
A lover’s ear

Mingled words
Erotic dance
Whispered secrets
Heart entranced

Mystical spells
Caressing light
Whispered secrets
A woman’s rite

Did I mention I'm in love?

 

[LordMagicMan]

Magic kisses,
Secret Whispers,
Your look,
Your smell.

These are what I desire,
to take me higher.

Your words life my soul,
out of this dark hole.

To you I turn,
for you I yern.

 

[Savage Kitten]

sweet dreams.... am I there yet?

Dream tonight,
Her breath
Upon hot skin
Her touch
Fires ignite
Her scent
Lingers there

“Dance for me”
A breathless whisper
Silks sway, caress
Intoxicating senses

Dream tonight,
Her breath
So soft
Her touch
So real
Her scent
So near

“Dance for me”
Body soaked in sweat
Escaping reality
In dreams
Where she’s kept

 

[samadhi]

In the Gallery

The musician,
long slender fingers
bend me like a bow
tuning strings
and cords of flesh.
He bends his back into his work
to compose symphonies of my sighs.

The sculptor now,
master of the shapes and forms
of my body.
Molding me
into curves and pleasing arcs
that cast shadows,
that lick the walls.

The painter,
his tongue brushing my skin
with invisible roses.
While shivers
race and slip on a canvas of skin
and carve landscapes
across my belly.

In the Gallery
the others have gone
by you alone
I am made and remade
until pleasure is perfected
and nothing is left
but scraps and ragged flakes
empty crusts
of desire.