the mountain with
you breathe heavy the possibilities
and we arm in arm through town
on our way to the riverbed, you
smiling like the girl you are and me
winking, blowing kisses to passer-bys
aghast my bouncing coc k.
when in our wake they flood
jaw-flopped, I whisper
a demand into your bumblebee brain
to squeeze my ass, and you do so reluctantly
as is to be expected.
I retaliate your trepidation,
your freezer feet, your fuc king fumbling finesse
with a bite on the cheek. you snap away and
push my rib cage from yours.
I spin and fall to the mud,
parting the valley to peek you
through my knees.
"well then," I implore,
"what's it gonna' be baby?
you've got me where you want me."
I wait against the wet brick,
not facing what waits for me.
I need a detective’s periscope,
some antique of Sherlock’s.
Will it be a lush, juicy c unt
throbbing with anticipation?
Can I taste my future?
The thought makes me hungry.
Or will I find only an empty uprising,
an unpalatable ideology
of freedom or liberty
that I may not be able to swallow?
Maybe I will start a revolution
if I don’t get the meal I want.
My demand is for the main course
to stay still. I’ll help, of course,
a hand wound around each thigh,
licking closer and closer to the core.
Will she revolt against my hold,
shake and curse until I set her free?
There will always be a c unt or a revolution around the corner
Your sound waves rippling audaciously—
She says to me....with that glint in her eye...
"Oh you taste so acid!
You pour over me and I'm melting
Down into the mitochondria
That whirl like the dervishes.
Round and round into the mad merry-go-STOP.
Fuck me so hard
Until our flesh is melded
Like molten steel being pounded into shape.
What shape shall we be?
Shall we be the sword
That slices so sensuously
Across such silky fragile thought?
You're so smooth... I sense you with my tongue.
I take your sound in my mouth and taste you
And I seep into your pores and
I twist and pulse through your veins.
My nipples are your candy cherries
That you indulge in
So relentlessly while you
Penetrate me so slowly and gently and I scream.
Then you crush me with the intensity
Of the throbbing rhythm of your bass
As you mix the sounds,
So that I can no longer make a sound
Because of the trembling ecstasy
That you thrust into me.
There is only the rushing noise of the planets
Hurtling through space
In this universe that is only in our heads.
I say oh my god...
And you are my god.
I want you to make me feel like that again".
when I c um
feel the cold
I study the reflection of your body.
Covering mine, you're taught, tan,
my pallored assets.
a polared match.
my arch equaling your thrust;
your mouth defusing my scream.
We have become this dance
of silent fusion.
replacing each other's desire
with renewed fire.
Except the responsibility
the random necessity for clothes.
I cannot breathe
when your lips touch
my neck. Constriction
is complete when your skin
slides over mine.
Contraction. Math loses all
meaning. One dividing. Two
joining. Infinity effecting
the (w)hole. This sum
requires more than two parts.
And I part for them all:
Your tongue initiates
the flow. Feeling its way
from breast to hip.
Over. Lower. Everything
gone in a gasp of
electric fingers. Follow.
Teasing. Taming. Torturing
desire. My mind screams
against the pillow. Where
finally. Inside, you
own me. Filling. Controlling.
Compounding. The fraction
of taste and touch defies
gravity's logic. We are
locked in a vacuum
of lust. Tearing
each other's skin. To
this is where we begin.
—soak your tongue purple
‘til you can spit lavender
seeds of budding
back into the earth.
Feel them, soft
yellow belly, green-stemmed
thighs, reddened rose dripping
pollen to the roots.
flowers vanilla fresh
like overripe peaches, syrupy sweet
or caramelized candy—melting in the heat
of your mouth.
willows, delicate daffodildos—
sweating petals, shedding leaves, coming clean
a sappy cream.
She scatters in like autumn,
crimson. Each step is a match
striking the shadows erubescent.
She conjures bolts of lightning
to rotate her stride, tames
scorpions to bear her on their backs.
I swear it takes a week—
the same length of time
God needed to conjugate
a verb from breath—for her
to wind from the door to the stool
where her legs shiver down,
two serpents, thick
with all the promises of apples.
You succumb to this lust
as you sink into the hidden
lava moving deep inside my c unt,
g-spot space between hunger
and purgatory, where pain is
You hold me with
albatross hands, your dirty
words confusing the slick war
between allies and lovers that
spins round and round with my
hips into the madness of certain
Take me to your priest,
shove me into your coc k of veined
steel, smile above me like a devil
mast, and hope this is just lust—
Pray I don’t take you into
the places between windows
and sunlight, where rain shines
like shards of glass and time sighs
suspended in love-fuc king.
After the fumbled buckles unknotted.
Wine to her lips running red
Drips like spilled paint on my stripped skin
In that room I couldn’t see
Cheesecloth haze and sepia air.
Nothing clear but the pulse in my veins and her eyes groping me
Like seeking hands in sentient snow
Her first fevered touch of sudden lightning on a stormless night
Charged, a gale of coarse hair
Heaving shock, freezing a kiss in the walls of my chest, pinned
As my arms above my head.
Anchored ropes singeing my wrists,
My ankles as I twisted to her hovering body
Close, not enough, too much, and I tuned her delight
Prone, in her rich hold
I twitched under rapid breath
Her smile swaggered and branded my flesh
Dawdling kisses bathed my hips
Dried spit like c um crusted on the hard curve of my bones.
Temptation and disavowal
Passion and indifference and gusts of explosive memory
A blizzard beating the bay window
White noise absorbing my purple loaded pleas
Then silence; our covenant observed
My tissues groaned, joints bridged across that fatal distance
Where rivers rushed and climbed the banks
Overflowing finally; rapture released, organs gaunt
Imploding, evident gasps
And drops of dew we shared; secrets
Beaten and exposed in the taut light .....
pink, white, red surrounding
dark, moist, inviting, confining
warm, wet, pulsating
soft, hard, sharp, vibrating
moving, bobbing, pitching and yawing
warm, soft, spongy yet unyielding
oozing, salty, basic
pinkish, purple, flesh toned
cylindrical, bulbous, blunt and knobby
sliding, poking, stiffening, growing?
wetter, tighter, squishy, scraping
vocal, strident, moaning, commanding!
urging, pleading, praising, demanding
sucking, pulling, dragging, squeezing
pushing, brutish, probing, throbbing
spitting, pumping, flowing, waves
swallowing, almost gagging, drinking
dribbling, dripping, softening, shrinking
tasting, spongy, sweet, salty, sticky
She has green eyes, with lashes
Petal pink lips separating to give
birth to words that will spin around
and around in your brain, keeping your
Skin pale, and so soft to the touch.
Humble heart, looking into mirrors and
seeing only her self-inflicted scars, but
not the ones caused by others.
Hold no grudges and hold warmth inside
her mind for all, even those who have wronged
her so bad.
Those green eyes will always sparkle for
you, no matter who you are.
Friendly, kind, and sing-song voice just
eager to speak with you, her mind caught on
you like you're a hook and she a fish to
Green eyed wonder, yet I still have to refer
to myself as she.
He sat alone each night,
watching the sun set.
The conflagrant giant shone through his parchment bones,
alighting the crisp edges of his pallid face.
Warmth passed over him, unfelt.
Her smile, lighthouse beacon amidst the rocky shore,
illuminated his crinkled mind,
yet grew dimmer by the day, fading.
Memories cannot last forever;
paper will only retain unkempt ink for so long.
Lines drawn across his chiffon cheeks;
besmirched, smudging as he wept.
Rustling in the cruel winds,
he fluttered, blotted resolve weakening,
as his diaphonous skin wavered.
A boy without a mother
is like a book written in pencil, erased.
The once beautiful illustrations,
marvellous words, and wondrous tales,
rubbed out, to little more than traces of grey smudges.
With every day that passed, his feeble form thinned,
the bitter tides clinging to the blank pages,
tearing them out, one by one.
Until there was nothing left but an empty cover,
and pages blowing away in the wind.
A siren’s call
to destruction with
the promise of seduction
She barely plays fair
The sound her love makes
weaken me easily
Singing only to my instincts
transcending a hardened heart
a passionate performance
played in the key of me
From movement to movement
her movements moved me
both body and soul locked
in impossible harmonies
Lengthy notes lined
with velvet vibrato
as she steals me completely.
tie me to your bedposts baby
whip me with your hair
poke me stroke me
even choke me
bite me everywhere
slip n slide inside me babe
and burn me with your fire
drip hot wax around my heart
lick my hard desire
drag your claws
ön down my spine
now smack me nice n hard
wear me like a second skin
blow bubbles in my blood
nip and grind help me find
the places where I scream
eat me beat me
now complete me...
an' I'll cream
Heaven between her legs
On my Harley motorbike
She enforces the karma
Of the afterlife
This lady has style
She will redeem you with her smile
With a toss of her hair
She captures my gaze
No need for words
I understand her ways
So in tune with the truth
She will always find the proof
Her leather boots have stiletto heels
That have punctured their way into my heart
The rings that she wears
Are symbols that she plays a part
She controls our destiny
A new marauder for you and me
I see her on the horizon
She is coming for you
To help you through the night
A witness to everything that you do
There is nothing that she does not know
Look inside, are you friend or foe
Mother of Jesus
I am so fuc king high right now
That I hope no one notices
Let me tell you about a girl I know
We fuc ked in the summer heat
Our bodies sticky with sweat
I was fixated on the wound on her hand
And the moles on her back
The sunburn that grazed her skin
As we fornicated against each other
I buried my face in her pus sy hair
Taking in all of her scent
Ready for you
Welcome to the human race
Not always so pretty
The look on your face
As you ride your orgasm
Your body is a paradise of curves
A soft and gentle cat
Ready to bite and scratch
Stand in your stiletto heals
Presenting your ass to me
A vision in white
Yes you are the ocean mother
Holding on to my balls
With your soft hands
As I cu m
Kissing your smile
Covering your tracks in the rain
No way to unburden your soul
After living such rancid dreams
Desire has quickened its pace
Searching the darkest abyss
For the remnants of Babylon
Diseased among the refugees
The smell of rotting flesh
Betraying the beauty of youth
An image from the past
Fuels the fires of passion
The rest is left dissolute
Mired in what we can feel
And if this is our last sunset
I do not want to die
Out in the street
Immersed in such tragedies of earth
Take me back to our special place
Nestled among the foothills
Where we made love
Watched by the fading rays of the sun
Red, gold and lavender
They cannot steal these dreams
That are hidden in my heart
Living in the shadow of memory
As we face the future
The horizon appears wide open
Our trajectories more certain
Aimed at the rising sun
The first time I fucked you
You were like an animal
A desert beast
I did everything I wanted to do
And you let me
I know we are animals
Love is in a cage
A memory of the past
But I never thought
That the act of you and I
Could be so tempestuous
That some would call it bestiality
Our union was not sanctioned by God
But only by our own primal influences
And if I am the Devil
You are the slithering snake
You don’t care if lust is love
Or if you look me in the eye
But our deaths will be all we know
When this game comes to an end
And I don’t care if there is a God
Or if your betrayal makes any sense
Because I would rather be dead
Than to live without you for another day
Let me die in your arms rather than suffer
Fuck it all to hell
And fuck all of the wayward angels to hell
(Who's Protecting the Children)
The Catholic Parish Preist's hand
Was clasped tightly over her mouth
She could barely move from the force of his hold
Don’t scream, he commanded
Don’t make a goddamn sound
I’m going to let go of you
But don’t scream
Letting go, he attempted to touch her breasts and crotch
Once again, she let out a blood curdling scream
He put his hand tightly over her mouth
Alright, I won’t touch you
But don’t scream
Don’t make a fucking sound
Do you understand
She nodded as well as she could
Against the force of his hold
I’m going to let go of you
I will not touch you
As long as you don’t make a sound
Again she nodded in his grasp
He released his hold
She remained mute
All you have to do is watch, he said
He unbuckled his belt
Pulled down his pants
And pulled out his erect penis
He proceeded to masturbate himself
In front of her eyes
Until his messy climax....
This is the type of VERMIN
"Ordained in the "EYES OF GOD ???"