#envisioned
With Ma Lil **** Dill
one bilabial fricative smacking
tongue thrusting (lizard like)
indefatigable prelapsarian
Garden of Eden dwelling primate
doth pine with two lipped treating zest
for Eve fun juiced a tasty droplet, wrest
ting kitty meowing Mz er loo,
sans verboten fruit Yukon die vest
via jump starting
a hovering damn
electric kool aid acid test
Hair and there, a bare naked lady attired
in her birthday suit, the sexiest
plump ***** roseate
sear suckered ******* trickling milky nectar
when casting shadowed umbra at rest
thirsting, unleashing, vaunting,
et cetera viz prurient quest,
whereby this rambunctious
***** bull lever severely oppressed
condemned with life sentence
of ****** solitude, nest
souled (sorely testing
agonizing Victorian modest
tee primly and properly
tortures carnal temptation lest
surrendering syllabus "C" ) even jest
a jot, cuz tis pure torture restraining
feral, hormonal, integral hankering
to stoke libido at Parochialism be hest
thus, aye feel unfairly deprived,
no hello kitty will be guest
unsure how helpful "getting off my chest"
works thee unnatural tethered
****** suppression, perhaps best
left unmentioned, encumbered
with jiggly, flabby droopy breast
works, and unwanted love handles
state of reined swiftly tailored
harried stylishly groomed
FitBit bridled uncertainty I attest.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 10:00 PM UTC
A story 2,000 years in the making...
Sparkling, beautiful vivid hues
Totally amazing stunning array,
The sky a deep blue with the sun
A vibrant white gold, whispy, cloudy
Haze, misty and peaceful, eloquent,
A piece of nature in your own backyard,
In endless awe, all of us watching this amazing
Clear blue day, whether the building and filthy
Trash dumps and rusty cars are in your way.
*Such a desolate scene, temporarily blocking what
Was brought about by someone's envisioned dreams.*
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 11:49 PM UTC
*Her envisioned music rolls
Notes splashing like the sea,
Her endless ocean song
And my piano-one and free.
The passion in each salty song
Never wash away with rain,
And strong and never settling
The roar and surge sustains.
I can feel her breathing
And her warm arms holding me,
Their bouyant as floating boats
Giving me all of her I need.
The music is now ebbing,
And flows into channels of changing tides.
She kindly strokes my soft black hair
As I gaze into her deep dark eyes.
I'll awaken once she sets me free...*
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 8:01 AM UTC
You kiss me beneath the violet blue, sunset
orangish and gold like the color of a ring,
set in sapphire and jasmine, the sparkling glint
that the first stars bring from within the twilight,
short haired and vibrant, strong as a fine steed,
the visions of a daring courageous female knight,
giving rise to another exotic and elated feeling,
a memory of feeling warm in the arms of a dream.
The playfulness of your eyes, subtle glances,
of respites and revelry, of moon stones
and magic trances, memories of a time when
I felt like the lips of a short haired Goddess
had touched mine. I can not ask for more
than this special place I want to be,
for this there is no greater yearning,
this being the kiss which sets me free.
You hold me, and in your arms I am alive,
for the first time I feel I must confess,
I had your hand and your heart, envisioned
our love though it's only the greatest test.
I can promise you anything, but first you
must show me the way. I will never be
whole until you kiss me like you did
in my minds eye, your caress by the tree
when the sun fell at the end of that day.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC