Lovestruck

the sea raged, flogged by the fierce lightningobserving from an abandoned church where we fledwith formidable arms, you picked me up and embraced my heartyou spoke of yearnings, as you fed me floral notes with your voicehow you played my small feet like an instrument of uncharted lovecoconut and musk oil lingered, as you smelled […]

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Bitter Still

thorns took my youthful flesh like a fish will bite the baitbitter your words, like a dull sword in battle, way too late black roses are still black when the sun forgets to shineyouthful clock, tick-tock, tick-tock, no longer are you mine blisters form on my thighs where your kisses once did laythe sun lost […]

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Leaving Again

memories of White Lake, pour over me like a cloud shedding its fluidthe lake of glass, glistening in the sun, reflecting silent laughterlooking at your toes underneath this cooling mirror, I sighthe rough wooden pier that stretches out, as a second summer daycalling my name, like a silk scarf longing to feel fingers touchingmusic lingers […]

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My Compass

My eyes drift to paradise where angels dwellBashfully soft notes of a flute wafting gently overOcean’s waves playing hypnotizing heart tunesRhythmic sounds changing as the small chasmOf my instrument seals with sea’s thick saltLids closing blind my nose now my compassSmells of sweat and sandalwood intoxicatingWarm touches both soothing and arousingGardenia and lavender mixes with […]

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Mistaken Pleasures

Crimson cheeks and curled confusion, you wear upon your head,Satan’s satin covers and putrid odors ornament your bed.Countless corners hold your breath and tremble at your power,So many times, your favor won, with the pardon from a flower. A tongue found bitter from your taste, and yet it won’t recoil,Implanted in a weakling’s eye, another […]

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The Lonely Sailor (Part 2)

For Part One click here (Reading time for Part 2 is 6 minutes and 19 seconds) Conscious of the thin sea mist that was clinging to my body, I licked my lips, tasting a hint of salt. My big browns were taking in an exciting array of individuals walking around the boardwalk. Among the men, […]

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The Lonely Glass

Dark as coal was the night, as my body aches with youthful memories of your tender touches. Days spent in fallow fields with unwavering wildflowers on a tattered quilt tossed in the trunk. The clatter of your camera snapping as I would become Your muse while playing in the water like a child. Dusk by […]

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Touch (third in the sense series)

I gently stroke the stubble on his freshly buzzed scalp, run my fingers over the sharpness of his resilient jaw, and the large constricted vessels along his temple, massaging the tense muscles of his broad shoulders, as I watch his lips form a surrendering and relaxing smile. The texture of his t-shirt is rough and […]

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