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Breathless
Let’s make a pact
let these shadows hold us
swaddled in secrecy
and breathing quickly
I see you draw in close to me
sense those lips loosening
my foundation questioning
the forcefield of your sly grin
and the delicacy of those fingers
upon me
exploring
Let’s make a pact
let this moment be our blueprint
to not accept a fading
or a softening of this urgency
I feel that magnetic pull...
Sunday 28th July 2019 7:11 pm
Idle Flame
She came to me with pride
and with her sealed conditions
said she wanted someone she could trust
with a preposition
to ease her cobwebbed lust
It was cold out there on the avenue
I'd been walking lonely for some way
it was the idleness of her greeting
it was the warmth of the fire within
There was little choice to make
and nothing new to say
just come inside, keep it between
the u...
Thursday 18th July 2019 10:46 am
addicts lie
"boop boop beep beep boop bup bip beep" go the alerts and synaptic responses
too fast to process, too repetitive to want to
"spit that out, it's toxic" I warned
as he slurped up drama in great mouthfulls, as if she were kool-aid
he would slice open a vein and welcome drama directly if she asked him to
surreptitious texting continues beneath the table
eyes downcast, thumbs flying ...
Sunday 16th June 2019 11:34 am
maybe mayhem
*Original date true, minor format edit in '²²
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maybe you're amazed by mayhem. sweet mayhem.
chaos colored lipstick screams, tumultuous as she licks her lips
a wild and tangled disarray, her hair - a disheveled decadent disorder
cascading down past swaying hips
rolling, undulating as she slips
her thoughts into your consciousness
ideas driven by desire i...
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:34 am
The folly of lust
Preamble
As a teen, my mam used to put the mockers on my Friday nights out by saying “If you meet any girls treat them with respect, they are someone’s daughter or sister, don’t be having any casual sex or one-night stands”
Last Saturday night I was out with my mate
He is meeting his bird, I am on a blind date
He’d said she was fit, but from where I was sat
She looks like ...
Friday 17th May 2019 2:53 am
Meltdown
Meltdown
The furnace of her loins
glowed red with passion
comcentrated lust
oozing from every pore
of her writhing body ;
THEN
THE
BLOODY
PHONE
RANG !
Sunday 3rd February 2019 10:39 pm
The Lost selfie of Kim Kardashian.
Astarte, Holy Isis, Diana,
unknown nymphs of wood or wave ,
all encompassing Nut,
whose gracile arch holds up the heavens clear.
of such fierce womanhood I would hear.
But ever does my old lyre Wish to strum,
Only for that bulbous bum.
Hittite badonkadonk! Great ass of Akkad!
Whose forebears defied the might of pharaoh ,
...
Thursday 24th January 2019 4:45 pm
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