You and I have become a house on fire, a thousand hoses cannot douse us
we just spark up again, like a Phenoix of desire.
Rubbernecks scoff and say we will go out any second
yet we're still burning, and we will glow white hot
long after all the scoffers go find another house to stare at.
Their voyeurism only feeds our carnal flame. I suppose that we should thank them.
Our flamethrower love cannot be snuffed, slingstones and swords will never be enough
to tear down this house, even our own heat will not destroy it.
Our love is made of the toughest materials.
So we will dance in the bonfire that cannot burn us,
their hoses cannot douse us.
All the hoses fire fluff, that evaporates without ever dimming our light.
This Inferno of ours, is composed of coloured myriads
of lust and passion,
always blended with equal parts love and tenderness.
Because tenderness, it tempers us
it turns our lust to loveliness,
nothing is as perfect as us, standing in our pyre
when we realize we are not the ones being burned.
It's our passion that radiates, our love will never hurt us.
Our bodies aflame, they can't take their eyes off of us.
I can't say I blame them,
for I cannot take my eyes away from you either.
So lets stoke the heat between us, and we will stay together,
living inside the fire of our passion, free forever.


A Burns 2012

My desire for you is a raging stallion,
bucking and frothing, unruly and wild.
I thought that it would remain unbroken forever,
until you fashioned a bridle of compassion thread by thread,
with each glorious gift from your horse tamers lips.
You have tamed the brutal passions that drive such an animal,
and you've contained my fiery longing, in your corral of endless loving.
You have lead me with your kindness, to the waters of your loveliness.
I will drink, drink deeply, until this wet and passionate world of ours is a desert.
How many lifetimes? Unlimited mouthfuls. It would take my whole existence
to make a dent in the bottomless sea of your radiance,
I want you
to ride me forever, with wanton abandon, as I buck and I surge,
wild and unruly.
I want to feel
your warm thighs wrapped tightly around me, your relentless
hands caressing me endlessly, as we ride across these plains,
with unbridled ecstasy.
Cling to me,
press your face into my neck, and kiss me my lovely,
as we ride on as far as my desire, and your magnificence will take us,
and even then we shall go a league further, until we collapse in our embraces.
They will know that we have lived, and loved, they will know we were wild,
just a stallion and his rider, who cares about anything else?
All I want
is to feel
your body
against me
as you ride me, and cover me in your pleasures.
All else is immaterial.
You my sweet rider, are all a stallion like me needs.


A Burns 2012

I have been driven mad by silence, I've cut and I've quarreled.
My tears and my blood, my sweat and my sorrows  
are nothing but penance for all of my sins.
Your fingers your hair, your come hither stare,
a cocktail of balms that soothe all my aching.
I cannot be all or see all, or give all, but I'll live all
For you,
I would do it all for you, all I can. I care not for myself, like other men.
For you,
the only reason I stay here, the only reason I thrive.
Without the infinite rays of the sun even hardy flowers wither.
So many have already wilted, but by my eyes, and by my joy
countless others spring up each day, from the cracks in the cliff side.
For you,
and for the flowers, my only source of power, my drowning ecstasy
it doesn't matter, as long as I can be here with you...I have found eternity.
For you,
never for me or my pride, or to hurt or to hide, only ever for you
and for our words...and of course for the flowers.
Everything else is just keeping up appearances, so
don't judge me as other men, If I lie or I cheat or I steal,
It's never for myself
but only
For you.


A Burns 2012

I want to live with you forever, in a house of reciprocating joy.
I want to devour your body like an endless buffet of sighs.
I want you to caress me with your voice, and stroke me gently with your eyes.
I want you to live right here beside me, together we can weather any storm.

The stones and arrows of the foes of love, cannot break the skin of our passion.
The house we've built, of joy and affection, will outlast any disaster.
The depths of the earth conceal an ancient fire, but my desire for you blazes like solar brilliance.
The end will not come, until life drags us apart. Death it cannot touch us, here in our little cottage

by the sea, we'll live forever, in this house of reciprocating joy, that we have built together.

Every expression, every syllable, every image you paint for me,
is a digital caress in an analog prison, a seductive glance, a subtle smile.
While I toil in the field, near this cottage by the sea, it is all just a delay
of what the heavens Intended I do.

But no man should receive riches were he has not toiled...
So I wait and I see how long I can go, before I put down my tools
and return to see you.

How long,
this longing?
How long this toiling,
How long? As long as I go.

We all serve the truth when we follow our hearts.
My heart tells me only to toil, and to love.

ABurns 2012

I didn't go searching for them, I fell into your lovely lips
I want to drink up your beauty, in ten thousand tiny sips
I need to taste the thrilled confusion of a fleet of sinking ships
I do what I must to steal what I can of it, your beauty's not for sale.
I double over with the pleasure of it. This neverending bliss cannot fail.
I never had a chance after that first serendipitous kiss, you blessed me with.
You always make magnets of my eyes, and graceful dancers of my fingertips.
You are all I need to survive, I could thrive in any climate, nothing else matters, except
You there, beside me, your beauty always with me,
sparing sweet sips from your serendipitous lips.
This is the only thing that can quench my thirst.
Loveliness like yours, only comes along once in a long while.
To me you are the closest thing, to perfection I know.
Then again...what do I know?



A Burns, 2012