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tom krutilla May 2015
as if this land is held by the palm of God
looking down high above His bluff
gently, His fingers hold the hills
grasp the shoreline, massage the golden sands

watching His creatures, scurry for their food
their dances are sometimes mesmerizing
yet how different they are from us, or are they
like them we all search for survival
whether spiritual or physical

but such a pristine sight, a perfection unmatched
has blessed me as I walk among His abundance
I feel the blistering sun of life itself
and dream of serenity under the cool nights

His gentile fingers awake me, massage my soul
grasp my mind, like a parents guidance
if I follow His light, blind to all evil
my journey will end with Him, high upon His bluff
,
tom krutilla May 2015
let me undress you
reveal such stunning beauty
your shyness, only enhances
me
your breathing is fiilled
with anticipation
as I feel the heated energy
that you emit
slowly lay you down
hear the the soft growns
as your limp body, awaits me

now, you have surrendered
to me let us do as we please
arms raised above your head
eyes closed, as I explore you

I can feel you shiver, with every
kiss I place
some on the right spot, others
to enhance my love

the slow motion of our bodys
are in deep rhytms, undetered
as your nails leave their marks
and my kisses never leave you

your last words to me, as you close
your eyes are love me forever
my response to you is ditto
tom krutilla May 2015
come to me tonight, your softness I so desire
the smoothness of your skin, lays upon me
sends ripples through my distorted mind
in a weaken state, I surrender to you

sprawled out now, let those engorged lips
trace each hill and valley on my body
search for what you expect to find
take your time, show no mercy, yet be kind

and at the tip, the moisture, eases slowly
a sign I've surrendered to you
your warm breath and seductive eyes
are in rhythm, with your fingers touch

a stirring from my hips, a foreshadow of
an explotion and your beautiful moan
rest your head on my chest, fingers touch
our heartbeats slow, our eyes close the night
tom krutilla May 2015
I shall remember yesterday, when today
goes away
cause my heart still yearns, for what I crave
the words you spoke, whispers to my ears
have me broken down into tears

I guess tomarrow starts a new chapter
for my life
but the pages are numberless, no end in sight
believe in yourself, one passage says
another proclaims, it was ment to be, I guess

was I swayed to think, when two people fall
in love
that there was nothing that we can't rise above
but the winds of time and space, have no feelings
when they calm, and you realize, you've been
unseated

so I shall remember yesterday, when today goes away
cause my heart still yearns, for what I thought I craved
the words you spoke, are now just whispers in my ears
yet they still  have broken me into tears
tom krutilla May 2015
you reached you hand into the bucket
and lucky number seven, was your pick
my lucky day, good as gold, was your
thought
but to keep that gold from tarnish
a good polish is required
when your midas touch
could not produce more shine
you drop your pick
into your mind machine
to wash it clean
perhaps you need a wash
to clean your ego or
your shiny lucky seven
may see how dull you are
tom krutilla May 2015
looking down at you, laying there, curled up
weak, your energy exhausted
slowly cover you with your favorite blanket
brush your hair from your eyes
kiss your forhead, let that comfort smile
appear

then I'll snuggle my arms around you
lay my head on your chest, listen to you breathe
as our quiet thoughts of loving experience
take over our dreams

in the morning, as we face each other
our eyes open together, smile, a satisfying
hello
your gaze hypnotizes me, steal my senses
when you whisper '' lets do it again''
tom krutilla May 2015
stare into my eyes, as my hands roam
over your soft skin
NO NEED to whimper or think
as our breaths, in rhythm, begin

slowly I'll kiss every spot, beholden to me
as your heart races, to my tease

every sweet drop of nector from your pores
only makes me hunger for more
for I sip each drop, and swallow you
as your fingers dig deep, your mind now askew

such tension of your body, I know your ready
just one more lick, as I hold your head steady
shall I stop now, just to tease
no, I think this is a good time, for your release
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