Baring myself to you was no small feat
A childbearing body for a man to judge
The sun through the curtains highlighting my flaws
Clothes hit the floor, and I laid with you
Pulled the covers up to shield your view
You pulled them back down and gazed in my eyes
Placed your hand on my insecurity and kissed me
My mind has gone fuzzy, I can't believe we are here
You leaned back to prepare us, and gave me a view
Lord, help me I can't go falling for you
Gliding your thumb over my bud and through my lips
You pulled me up to meet you, your hands on my hips
I can't pretend I wasn't hoping we'd end up like this
I pulled you down to me, my face in your neck
Your scent is driving me crazy; I'm all kinds of wet
But you didn't get to feel it, we had our safety on
Feeling like a ***** I'm pulling you to me
You flipped me over and pressed at the center of me
I can't stop my mind from racing, I want you to enjoy this
Your hand has wrapped around me, and pulled me to your chest
I'm shocked by your strength, I'm no tiny thing
This protection is ruining it, I want to feel everything
Feeling bold down on my knees, kissing and licking
Your head fit in my throat like a crown designed for a king
I hear "That mouth is gold" high praise from a man who wears it
Our eyes keep meeting,  I'm starting to get nervous
You've got me feeling new to this and a little girlish
I've decided I have to feel you, every part of you
Call me insatiable, I've started to beg you
Just for a stroke or two so you can feel it, know what you do to me
Reaching between us I'm guiding you into me
You give me what I need, but you want something too
You pull me on top and urge me to ride you.
I want this, I want you, this feels so right
But you're looking in my eyes like you've seen my truth, my light
I'm feeling overwhelmed, do you even want me
I'm in my head instead of in this bed with you
I brought us here and now I'm leaving it up to you
You pulled me under you and raised my legs
What a great way to get me out of my head
When we finished, I peppered your face with kisses
I guess I should have known what this is
You pulled away from me and started to get dressed
A million thoughts I hadn't been able to sort through yet
You asked me who I'd thought of when I couldn't ride you
My mind was mush with you staring in my eyes and your **** raw inside too
So here is what I thought that day when we were joined as one
Your commands to give you me were so easily done
I would have squirted on every surface had you told me to ***
I would have milked you with every hole on my body
And I don't say this just to sound naughty
I would ride you like you belonged to me if I had the opportunity
I would worship your body if you were to give it to me
I would hold your stare the entire time
I would give you all of me as if you were mine
I would gladly throw it back for you if you would ask again
Until then baby, I'll just be your little friend

Let's make
love
in wa(y)s
that
p(o)ets
fail
to p(u)t
in
words

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
How I’d wish to love them all.
An angel for a night to sleep,
A passion for my heart to keep.

Fluids drip drop down her spine,
How lucky I am to call her mine,
Whomever her may seem to be,
Resulted from my fantasy.

Its lonesome here in darkest night,
I’d love to come…
And take a bite,
Of forbidden fruit as sweet as lore,
Tasting lips and basting more.

It’s hot and heavy in this bed,
I’m solo here with marvel dread.
Reflecting on my loveless life,
I crave the scents of a luscious wife.

Our love fills the room
The basso continuo of your voice
conforms and mixes
with the song of the string
that you strike within me
resounding into heaven
- heaven, heaven

I bend my branches
with you, I ripple thoughts
of you all over you
I drink the rest from your cup
pressing my lips where yours
still kiss me, in heaven
- heaven, heaven

Outside the storm dances
something free, it runs away
around the corner, into the night
which we make wait
while we stay here
in the light of heaven
- heaven, heaven

Alas, making love

is the worst, so self-conscious --


we are, both of us.

~
taking sides
picking flowers
dead and buried
on the surface line

counting hostages
trading stamps
extended infinitely
at right angles

cozy spaces
married couples
perpendicular
legs and mingled stria
one over the other

It's all conjugated
hyperbola
a tourist trap
with zero interest
for a year
~

~
I cast my net
                  into the tributary

and release into you, a seasonal swim,

I give to you a mother's color,
        as you recite
        infant hymns,

                    you're a bleeder
on the days sunfire meters out its origin,
                    you're my river

free and clear from the grip

      of anchorage,

                         my river,

drifted on to wherever
                       moon wishes glister
~