» your smile
your lips curl around spaces between words i can imagine the dewy softness on my body so soft and so male and so aggressive you devour me slowly and with so much tenderness …drink in my skin …breathe out my soul
Kind of self-explanatory, don’t you think? Of course, it’s fair to warn you that I’m not a “Jack Frost” type of poet. My style is contemporary, often blank verse with internal rhythmic structure. The topics you’ll find here are on love, social issues, culture, and other things I find compelling or want to make fun of.
your lips curl around spaces between words i can imagine the dewy softness on my body so soft and so male and so aggressive you devour me slowly and with so much tenderness …drink in my skin …breathe out my soul
eager hands glide over dressed flesh. under skin desire crackles though hot blood like popping corn. lustful intentions are postphoned for one smooth sweet second to celebrate the stillness of thie private moment. a minute before, boiling passion was sprinkled with laughter. as it will be again, in the minute after and so between i pause and linger in the delicious sensation of holding you.