Tonight is the night for couplets.
Time for much more than that,
because I am ashore with you
while the rest of the world
leaves on an evening tide.
In moonlight we will surf
on wild incoming waves
of temptation’s delight
lured by siren songs
to an ecstatic night
of performance
****** poetry
in coupling.

TOBIAS

Spellbound in dreamtime caught,
I wander free in endless thought,
for now no other cares intrude
nor steer me from my solitude.

Memories drift about as in a mist
of how it was - our Autumn tryst.
I taste afresh your searching kiss,
arousing carnal acts, desire's bliss.

I ease again your body close to mine
intimate, divine. Our lips combine.
Caressing thrills  -  skin on skin,
releasing  ardour’s needs  within.

Once more I'm held as in a dance,
melding with you in tantric trance.
Dreaming of that dear time anew,
I lose then find again myself in You.

Tobias

I seek. I strive. My mind
is completely absorbed.
No hiatus between my
experience, knowledge
nor practice. No bounds
between means and end.

Or, between life, living
and the imagination.
Neither in and from all
the things in my being,  
mind, aims and learning.
Above all, no division, for:

“I am part of all
that I have met.”  (Tennyson)

Tobias

Goddess terrain: contoured
curves ***** gently down
to pale breast’s pointing

Cleft soft thighs dividing  
pink downy peaches
open to fern …

…fringed vale where a
secret orchid-shaped  
cave spreads wide…

…its probe luring
lips beyond
the folds of …

…Venus’ veils.
I gaze content
in  finding
*****’s
inviting petals.

Tobias

For the writer,
for the poet,
acts of love
fall short.
They know the
best way
to express
the words:
I love you,
is in print  
right  here
on the page.

TOBIAS

I think on you when the dark hours arise,
You appear before me, invoking Paradise,
arousing  Eros the whole night through:
moonglow revealing our passions so true.

Slowly, scenes I dreamed of appear as real,
desires tempt my thoughts but cannot steal
your arms  drawing  my body close to yours.
Fantasy's keys unlock Venus's secret doors.

A healing tenderness flows from your hands,
complete is my submission to Love's demands;
Your sweet breath on my face is a sealing kiss,
O, what ecstasies we enjoy in hours of bliss!

No sense of guilt intrudes, it lacks the power
to deny this rapture, or vandalize each hour;
so we revel in rhapsody - 'til dawn opens its door
to let daytime sun rays  awaken us once more.

TOBIAS

Such bliss of delights:
those sacred nights
in the all together.
How we exposed  
ourselves indeed.
We took, we gave;
swept away by Eros
on sensual tides of
ardour’s ebb and flow.

I, surging upwards,
onward, inwards,
plunging down into
desire’s *******
foaming waves.
You, urging me on,
drawing me deep
into intimate inlets
of Venus’s ectasies.

TOBIAS