I erupt into the night sky and land on the moon,
with just one look into your eyes.
You handsome idiot,
keep your charm away from me,
It's poisoning my heart...

bodies are galaxies;
and within ours
constellations
go all rogue in seconds,
talking to each other
without
permission and consent;
without our knowledge;
there is a plot
behind our backs,
a conspiracy
of unexplored possibilities;
and like plastic dolls
at the hands of gods
we are drawn so close,
a clash ensues
of comfort zones
with the aid of gravity;
we'll regain control,
of course,
just before impact

I'm not smooth.
I cannot ****** you with a look,
For uncertainty steals the set of my lips that would invite yours.
I cannot lead you with my voice,
For huskiness eludes me, as does breath.
I cannot sell you with my body,
For it knows not the boldness I would need.
But with words I can stare you down,
I can make you shiver, unflinchingly,
I can honey the air with longing.
With words I am a new thing,
I am lithe as they are, I am sultry as they are, I am powerful
As they are.
Words are my home. Please come in.

Oh sweet your kiss like a beautiful wine
so tenderly sipped and so divine


oh heavenly the moment so magical too
devouring your kiss with passion and the hunger
enveloping you


torrents of sweat form like beads
your hunger so ravenous while it feeds

rythmic rocking of hips so divine
jolts of pleasure and ******* wine

locked in lust so filled so heavenly
entwined in your love pure escstasy

oh sweet your kiss you seductively ****** me
your charms I fell for so beautifully.

take me down
that poetry lane
where complex thoughts
and emotions reign

tease me 
with your radical  wit,
riffing rhymes through 
torrid twists 
and tacit turns 
of whim and satire

****** me
with copious sips
from your cup
of cryptic allegory
laced like lyrical  jello shots
for literate minds

rock me
to the beat of shackle-free verse,
channeling countercultural cues
from cassidy to edson
and jack

shock me
with lucid volts of eccentricity
from every storm and saga
in your life

make me
yearn for more 
of your creative core 
and essence,
scouring shelves 
virtual and real
for another surreal rendezvous
with a poignant piece of
you
down 
your 
poetry lane..

~ P (#Pablo#PLII)
8/18/2013

Close your eyes
relax
breath deep and slow
as I with words
****** your aching form...

Feel my breath against your neck
no don't move
not yet
as my lips graze your skin
lightly dancing
in quick succession of kisses
between your
shoulder blades as you shiver.

My finger tips trace your spine
feeling every
delicious movement
as you arch backward tilting your head
I bite slow
your upturned chin
feeling your sigh upon me soft.

My hands with reversed finger tips
stroke your arms
tentatively touching your upper thighs...

Shush he's home
                   we will continue this soon...


To be continued.



Biting you

I am baffled by the ***** footprints you have left on my brain.
Knocked down by images of you and I.
Tense, you ****** me I grasp my thigh, drag me closer.
My body shakes, my heart thumps as my blood boils.
I slip.
There is no arms to catch me.
You are a flaming shadow of my imagination,
That grows cold as reality hits my vision.
Down I fall, unable to concentrate as unwanted desires take over.
Let me not need you.
Let me focus my sights on pointless knowledge.
Let me turn off this need to be loved,
Let me satisfy myself.