by
rgpage.

..his feet implanted steadfast
in the pessimism of his soul.
his wandering is for naught
lest he fall short his final goal.

arms made once for reaching
hang lifeless at his side.
hands once firm and strong
now weak through injured pride.

eyes which scan horizons
for good which lay ahead.
now scan the barren waste of life
so fruitless and so dead.

a heart once big enough to house
the world so innocent from birth.
let not this heart partake in now
love's merriment and mirth.

his mind his final touch with life
the leader of his soul.
now weak or dead through inner strife
can't reach a single goal.

is there a God so cruel
to make this jest of life?
man is God's finest tool,
if this is so than why?

by
rgpage

outside the walls a cold wind howls
in the dark of a wintry night.
yet in their bed so soft and warm
a young couple's fancy takes flight.

fresh candle light flickers in challenge
to the outside winter's cold bluster.
yet safe in their place they lend a soft grace
to light up the lover's growing luster.

under warm blankets naked bodies entwine
she's backed in to outline his form.
his free hand parts her raven black hair
his lips track her neck....his breath warm.

her whole body shutters as his hand softly traces
her side from shoulder to knees.
his kiss' grow hot between shoulder and neck
for more her breath sweetly pleads.

his hand travels back and stops at her rear
caressing her flesh firm and slow.
her hips gently roll into every firm squeeze
starting nature's hot juices to flow.

again on the move his hand travels up
past tummy so soft to her *******.
while each one he fondles and cupping its weight
his hips grinding soft in the quest.

outside the wind's howl has grown to a roar
yet inside the light slowly wanes.
with bodies so hot blankets kicked to the floor
wrapped up in love's rapture gains.

now facing each other they give to each other
their gentle and sweet surrender.
a play ground of lust yet filled with love's trust
and touching so firm yet so tender.

she reaches her hands out to stroke his desire
so hard yet so smooth to her touch.
and likewise he bends in to suckle her *******
hands rubbing her hips full and lush.

as is natures way there's time in love's play
when exploring and pleasure must grow.
spreading her limbs to let him pass in
she shudders with love's natural glow.

gentle and tender yet rhythmic his strokes
the room fills with sounds of their pleasure.
their hips rise and fall in love's intimate dance
this dance, love's most ultimate measure.

faster and harder they urge one another
as closer to ****** they gain.
kissing and rubbing expressing their love
'til euphorically numb they became.

out side the winter storm rages
a most punishing wind at play.
yet lying inside in each other's arms
our  lovers drift off and away…

Dec 4, 2011

by
rgpage

face down she rests her naked form
head turned from her lover's glance.
eye's closed she lies and knowingly waits,
(a) loving touch starts passion's dance.

his huge hand moves across her back
with strokes the touch of butterfly wings.
upon her creamy skin so smooth
its path now set toward splendered things.

his pace a slow deliberate score
her passion's breath he brings,
from touch so soft, igniting sparks
with love her breath now sings.

his steady course she knows so well
with every touch as if it's new.
her sparks of passion love's embers light,
love's embers loving hue.

down past her rear with feathered touch
just knowing where to go,
behind her knees his fingers dance
to passion's steady flow.

their hips now in synchronic dance,
love's voluntary ride, she feels his
passion grown so hard,
now pressed against her side.

he cups her breast so gently
as if it were a flower,
its ****** earlier soft and small
now hard with passion's power.

and in her ***** great sparks erupt
her soft and pleasured flesh.
with juices flowing, desire's high
to meet love's natural crush.

now she turns to meet his lips
her passion running high.
with savage hunger she pulls him in
her hunter now the prey.

tables turned their urge well matched
desire holds the pace.
she takes control and guides his love
with feminine stealth and grace.

to places only she could know
where sparks ignite
small streaks of light,
that illuminates her soul.

together they fend love's tempting end
to stay their lover's dance.
to take control and reach their goal
the essence of their romance.

by
rgpage


nuzzled tightly to his chest
she quietly begs him stay,
her gentle touch  along his arms
says ‘please my love don’t go away.’

her soft lips tenderly touch his mouth
with kisses as warm as a summer’s eve.
wrapping her tightly in his arms
he lets her know that he won’t soon leave.

staring wistfully into each other’s eyes
as busy fingers silently toil,
garments loosened and cast aside,
as eager love’s longing begins its slow boil.

taking their time and guarding their urges
not letting this passion’s moment be lost.
to inner emotions brought to a boil
so often the payment of love’s urgent cost.

with muscles taut he draws her near
while inner butterflies stretch their wings.
naked bodies as yet unexplored  
a course is set toward splendorous things.

kissing, caressing, an **** of motion
his fingertips track her silky soft skin.
his huge hands gently cupping her *******,
embarked on an evening of beautiful sin.

with a look in her eyes of a young lover’s trance
her hands glide o’er his youthful frame.        
in time  fingers find their way to their mark
his desire’s aroused in love’s youthful game.    

to bed now they go with its cool sheets waiting
they’ve said that they’ll know when the time is right.
   supporting her frame as he lowers her down
for them their time’s now as their bodies unite.

by
rgpage


....the soft feeling of silk from her skin translating through my finger
tips as they glide gently, touring just the exposed areas of her neck,
shoulders, back and partial-cleavage, unleashing the delicious fluttering
of ****** butterflies in the pit of my stomach. not daring to attempt
passage beyond the frail borders of her garment. no, no green light of
passage dare i see, much too important my quest attaining her most con-
sensual gift...how long the path; days blurred into weeks, and weeks into
months leading up to this moment , where it seems that my stars sparkled
brighter and my planets lined up straighter than cupid's arrow....
...kiss' soft and gentle just long enough then ended leaving us both
hungering for another. and though we've both been to this place before,
each with another, this time around our actions seem almost virginal.
life it seems has given each of us a second chance at happiness delivering
to us this moment, and each of us in turn seeing its importance fend off
     the easy route giving into the overwhelming carnal urges of the
                                                          moment­...                                                              ­
                                          





"…bob wake up, george bush won again,"



"oh, another four years...."

by
rgpage

as children sunrise always brought a new day  
and war was a game young boys would play.
no thought given to the dark tunnel traveled
no thought given when tomorrow comes today.

   with the  dark nights  clear stars sparkled bright    
in our younger day when in parks we’d play.
no thought given to the dark tunnel traveled
no thought given  when tomorrow comes today.

as we grew older to the prime of life
and war was a game politicians would play.
no thought given to the pain and strife , and
no thought given when tomorrow comes today.

poised and  proud on foreign shore,
protecting the slight , weak and waned.
a young soldier  waits  his turn at war with
no thought given when tomorrow comes today.

a rifle cracks and  the young man falls
his blood turns to mud in the filth where he lay.
his comrades fight his final call, with
no thought  given when tomorrow comes today.

at home an anxious family waits, not knowing at all
(for they weren’t there) to see him fall.
their thoughts turn now  to the dark tunnel  traveled,
and wondered what it means when tomorrow comes today.