Behind the curtain
Under her dress
is her body
Desiring to caress
During the night
Under the sheets
There is passion
With burning heat
A couple scorched
By their kiss
All that remains
Is their bliss

By,
John P. Pierre
Copyright 11/30/2016

The body is willing,
The mind is weak.
Do it on Camera,
I'll send by tweet.
So nasty and rude,
And simple as rhyme.
You'll go down bad,
While reeking of turpentine.
Remember all the bars,
You use to go?
While introducing you to,
One of their hoes.
And his favorite bar,
Was shut down too.
Well those under-aged students,
Boy were they *******.

By,

John P. Pierre
Evanston IL
Copyright 10/25/2016

If you stalked me down,
While killing me too.
Your heart's may harden,
As lips turn blue.

If I grow so old,
With anger and more fear.
Would you go sober up?
Make your mind so clear?

You may know the chilling,
That lays in the creek.
Everything yes will just vanish,
Like the wealth you seek.

Everyone knows jaded smiles,
Manure trenches endless miles.
And we don't care,
For laughter is gone.

As blood and guts,
Are scattered well too.
The only thing left,
Are skulls in everyone's lawn.

Some will continue to linger,
And psychos blood will fawn.
And you'll go soon too,
Terror continues dusk til dawn!

By,

John P. Pierre
Evanston, IL Copyright 10/04/2016

Don't set a blaze
To our own fire
Afraid you and me
Will begin to perspire
If she undresses me
Making each other wet
Don't think we'll finish
Before sun completely sets
If you're ready now
Then I'll meet you
Let's meet at midnight
In that secluded lagoon

Sliding off her dress
Right off her skin
Thoughts of such pleasure
That grow and begin
Now sprinkles of water
To entice and please
below your own waist
And above your knees
If we slowly circle
Or we pencil in
A blazing fire grows
Of our own sin

The things we say and things we do,
To live to breathe or die so blue.
We strive to encourage to light the way,
Even though we know we can not stay.
But hearts aren't measured by how we love,
By our family and friends Earth and above.
The wishes I dream oh yes by me,
Are for young ones that's destined to be.
And acts so petty to make some fall,
Is to be cursed by a humbled wall.
To grasp the mind that obscures the heart,
Is the very thing that tears us apart.

By,

John Pierre
Evanston,IL copyright 8/01/16

Linger whisper the air so sweet
And the pillow talks down the street
No one knows what they share
If they dare to intertwine bare
If they do sizzle and bliss
Is it something that you resist
If clothes unwrap and we  titillate
Will we rature and seal fate
And waterfalls sprinkle over our skin
We'll waken tomorrow and start again
If desires sizzle in the dark
We'll come together igniting those sparks
If you're ****** and feel ashamed
Do in dark among the rains