You relish the way I caress your flesh,
Kneading into your deep tissue,
Exfoliating with grit and ground remedies,
And brushing the cool, slick oils up and down your curves.

You share stories of saunas,
Describing how you enjoy the steamy sensation
As I lay you upon the rack, closing the hatch-
Infused with the aroma of oak and red cherry.

The enticing scent of your sweat fills the air
Creating a potpourri of aromas.
The sizzling of your songs tingle in my soul like a reverie,
captivating my senses.

Hours pass, and I, like a tempting man,
Brush your bronzed body to a tease,
Kissing with my nostrils to your sear marks.
As I feel your heat envelop my follicles, 
I’m consumed by a lustful desire.

Finally, I remove you from the iron-hot bed
And place you on the cleanest marble.
I stare at you, awestruck by your perfect brown and moist skin,
Dripping with juices succinctly.
You radiate such radiance, beauty, and temptation
That I can’t resist the urge to devour you.

“You’re smoking!” I exclaim, my hunger palpable.

plumage, veneer and levity


my new near and dear ones,
new to this fold of postage of poets
flaunting plumage and veneer,
do declare, now and in the hereafter:

I, a soul of brevity,
swear death to longevity,
all that I shall you provide,
is brevity, briefly eyeful with
a side-order of fulsome amounts
of witticisms of levi levity,
so we may enjoy our ride,
twogether,
short, sweet unto complete

Poetry or death
Its a tough job but someone
'S gotta do it

My happiness, fleeting, lacking longevity.
Crippling depression shrouded by levity.