Sapiosexual
mating game of *mind
Intellectual foreplay so
intertwined
Twisted together
by mysterious fate
Destined collision
darkened hearts conjugate
Melded souls tango and sway
lost wildly enraptured
Intoxicated on passions
never before captured
Embracing uncharted taction
of tantalizing tongue
Licking fantasy to
reality of song unsung.

Soul
like the moon,
wax and wane
thy heartful tune.
Mind
like the sea,
ebb and flow
thy poetry.

I

Crave

For your

Unleashed beast

Your primal passions

To pin my wrists above my head

Press me against the wall, kiss me hard and steal my breath

Leave no space between, flesh to flesh, ******* neck, trace my pulse, slice through my gasps with your tongue...

My clenched fists beat against your chest as I screamed in the night.
You snuffed my thrash, clutched my hands in your own and hugged me tight.
I cried out in agony, angst of life unfair
You stood strong, held me, ran your fingers through my hair
White knuckles still balled up, nails cutting into my palm
Your loving whispers to me soothing my torn heart calm
With my hands firmly pressed close, still between us embraced
You laid pen in my hand for words not to be erased
A treasure among all the loving gifts you give me
Realization of self, found freedom,
MY poetry

Fingers weaving together like lace
Arms wrap like an octopus embrace
Tongues play in synchronous dance
Eyes locking in a starlit trance
Head upon chest hearing the beat
Kiss to keppie soothing so sweet
Fitted together like a seamless dovetail
Undulating connected hearts set sail

No vacancy, you had said from the start,
No room for love, left in your heart.
Even if you were to charge me rent
It would be worth every dollar spent.
So I obliged and stayed posted up outside
But our love grew too deep for either to hide
You let me in and I pay the monthly fees
With all I can offer, always wish to please.
No cash transactions to collect or pay,
Exchanged services instead, day after day
A text, a message, love notes through morning and night
Or a poem where the words need to be just right
A kiss for a kiss, or an ogle for a gaze
We dode on each other in all possible ways
So landlord you may be, but please just remember this part.
I'm tenant and grounds keeper, I'll always tend to your heart.

I torture myself
watching you leave
until out of view,
Knowing that
walking away
is just as painful
for you.

SInful
Creatures of
Primal
Passion that
Envoke a
Love
Beyond
Mortal
Rapture

Ink freckles my fingers
as I scroll quill upon parchment
Creating constellations
reflecting my heart's lament
Love, a single word
written terse
Yet stains the page
with endless verse.

I am reborn, my hair like phoenix aflame
The question posed, are carpet and drapes the same?
"Hell never in my life," is what I said
"Unless of course, I were to shave my head."

Vicious snarling guttural growls
With fire in the eyes
The beast is pulling at the end of its chain
Clawing and scratching with primal instinct, gnashing teeth for just a taste
Crouched, rocking on the haunches
in front of the creature,
Feeling hot breath upon war painted face, arms at the ready, body braced for attack...
Unleash the beast

Everyday...hour...minute...second...
fractions infinite
you occupy my heart.

I crave,
pressed against the wall,
the fiery passion heightening every sense, yet losing sense of time.

I wish* to be
your *blanket

cloak you with love
in the night

to lull your racing
mind calm

for sweet dreams
to *hold you tight

Unsung words
of our hearts harmony
In another time
we long to be
Rhythms step off-beat
in time's cruelest rations
Yet our souls dance
with graceful glow of passions
Forever together
yet never
you and me
Alas
we love amid
bittersweet fantasy.

My heart beats in Morse code
calling out to you.
.. / .-.. --- ...- . / -.-- --- ..-

Each day I wake, I adorn my mask
Cover the pain, a most daunting task
I hide deep within my hallowed shell
Puppeteer function, hope none can tell
Pull the crooked lever hinged to the smile
Interact with strangers, another dial
Crank the handle that winds up the walk
Yank on the chain to make the mouth talk
Like a one man band who plays and sings
Work all the complex pullies and strings
Mechanized master, it's become routine
Armoured safe within my tarnished machine

I thought I had it all figured out...
I knew life didn't always go as planned, yet I became expert at making the most of what was served, and feasting.
I thought I'd filled the void in my heart with such an eclectic array. I know I had, without regret to this day.
I just didn't realize I'd missed a hole, a perfect silhouette of the cliche puzzle piece.
The empty space camouflaged so well amid my life's treasures.
Then I met you, a passer-by, exchanged hellos of mere acquaintance...but then I met you again, and your eyes, looking back at me, reflecting back such a magnificent light.
You, so... So desirable, with such a passionate, heartfelt, sincere, honest, forgiving, accepting and loving grasp on life...perfectly broken.
I could draw for hours, days, eternity tracing and connecting the lines into speechless works of art.
Your shattered pieces glistening, emitting the most elegant aura I'd ever seen.
Foreign to me, such grace from pain.
I thought I'd mastered that, thought...
Until I looked into your eyes, and met greatness.
I found myself lost in gaze with you.
****** into another realm, through twisting wormholes of iridescent glows, contrasting with the pitch black of eternity surrounding...spinning, up then down, left then right, backward and forward...Until I was spat out into an eerily silent crisp white serenity.
There, I was faced with your soul, and I saw myself.
They say there's only one face you'll never meet, and that is your own, yet there we were, face to face.
The missing puzzle piece to the void in my heart that I'd worked so hard to cover.
The eyes are the mirror to the soul?
I found myself in you, and watched as you recognized yourself in me.
Each finding the exact of what was missing, what we needed to find, not a moment too soon, not a second too late, but just as it is meant to be.
Two sets of shattered glass, pieced together, gleaming as the fragments intermix harmoniously, into an intricate phenomenal masterpiece.
And when the darkness surrounds us, melded together we find the slightest sliver of starlight to dance with hope, and light the moon.
And when the light shines, we warm our world, with a most ardent soft glow.
I know now, I see now...
I see you, I see me...
Us, stained glass of broken souls, amalgamated as one beautiful reflection of love.

The landslide pours around my clambering arms and legs, abrading my flesh with its contents of sharp rocks and broken earth.
I feel my feet slip their traction, and kick my toes into the jagged incline.
Hands losing grip, I claw upward desperately hunting for the slightest finger hold.
Nails shredded, blood from my broken knuckles swirl with the sludge oozing past me.
Mud matted hair and freckled spattered accents are caked across my face.
Eyes blurred with the sting of salt like that of the Red Sea.
Cries stifled for the fear of opening my mouth to be invaded by the waves of agony.
I glance down into the dreaded abyss below.
Unable to discern shapes in the pitch.
A glint of orange, a blink of red, glanced glow of green.
I know they're down there... Echoing sounds of gnashing teeth, and beastly screeches, scraping and scrambling just as frantic as I, but their objective is not escape such as mine.
They want to take me, eat me alive, stuffing their insatiable guts with my raw emotions.
Just one crooked talon hooked into my ankle and I'd become a side of beef at a feeding frenzy.
The unknown faces below radiate ice cold still air toward my feet.
I need to find warmth.
Upward, I reach. This cannot consume me, I will not yield.
I feel the grind of my bones and grit in my wounds, burn in my eyes, taste of bitter dampness, smell the murky bog...It's ******* miserable, but I realize, I am...almost alive.
I refuse to be numb, I allow my pain and fear be my passenger, become my fuel...
My battle is forever unending, but I have seen blue sky before, felt the sun penetrate my skin and warm my body, tasted the sweet air of a serene eve...
There is a place, I know, I can find it again, holding hope.
Just one kind embrace from love and I, the feeble hunted, turn graceful huntress surviving, thriving.

Two lone soldiers,
trudging battlefields of life
At constant frontlines,
facing turmoil and strife
Hearts aged, torn and tattered
beyond their years
Wounded and bloodied
by hurt, angst and fears

Found one another,
weathered, marred and so broken
No encompassing words
could ever be spoken
Brothers in arms,
facing forward to fight
Exchanging protection,
new strengths ignite

With ally to lean on
climbing out of the ditches
Reinforced wills
to overcome darkest pitches
Healing their injuries
with new hopes and virtue
Honor and pride
to each other always true

One could falter,
slip, stumble, waver and fall
Yet each assured his brother
always rise tall
Marching passed all fear
of lost and lonesome night
Never again alone
in journey or plight

Never to have
A ring around,
Yet we are
Eternally bound.
No vows made
In ritual spoken,
Our love rooted
Strong and unbroken.
Not hardened by bearing
Commitment or duty,
Rather tenderly gardening
Pure love's beauty.
Unconditional hearts
Forever true.
Thee to me
Mirrors
Myself unto you.

Fickle time
my torment
Winds up
my soul's lament
Time must pass
to enjoy what is to come
But the in between
is ever loathsome
Waiting through
agonizing slow cadence
The tick tock tests
my impatient patience
I urge the pendulum pace
to please advance
To the next moment
in your arms where we dance
Once together
again
With swift speed
the hands spin
I beg the gears
for a moment still
They pay no mind
to my wish and will
The only steady rhythm
of time I know
Is the constant of you
in my heart's tempo.

From day one we started
merged paths, never be parted
X
Connection beyond anything dreamed of
Our souls found eternal love
X
Sovury Eiffel
______
200

Harshest hangover of the heart
Sets in the moment we're apart.
Highly addicted me
Craves another fix of thee.

Every day
We find a way
Though kept so far apart
Still fill the voids of heart
Never taking for granted
Passion others recanted
Reciprocated
Together sated
Unfolding each other
Holding one another
Lost souls found
Eternally bound

I hear your voices, coming from your heads, like the roaring ocean, as you write your words in waves upon the shore of technological streams.
Your words, ever flowing of emotion and thought, from love and longing to demons and angels. Mused by passion to pain, released from tears to whiskey.
Typed letters like petals of wild flowers in a field on the brink of deep sunset.
No matter who, the yearning, the elated, the cutter, the prophet...all poets singing notes off the tongue in our opera.
The songs, movements and spoken word touch a part of my soul, relating even in the slightest, as we exchange our differences on one grand Broadway.
Tis the most elegant eccentric yet eclectic set beyond the eyes' ability, seen only in a world of our minds.
You, I, we...are here.

Escaping tears fall
from the windows of the soul,
crystalline prisms,
slicing down through the air,
landing upon aged parchment,
composing beautiful notes of
bittersweet symphony.