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Category Archives: poetry
I want to collect all the bright moments like beads on a string so I can pull them out of my pocket and revisit them one by one when everything else is dark
She’s curvy and beautiful She’s got dark hair this time We sit at a table and flirt I ask her to dance It gets heavy I don’t mind Back at the table I offer my lap better than that … Continue reading
You’re gonna wish you were there in the beginning gonna wish you could say I saw it coming You’re gonna feel the rush hold on tight wish you had a better grip on the story the whole story the beginning … Continue reading
this moment she lifts her eyes suddenly to meet mine eyebrows brought together in a question astonishment shock disbelief how? she asks without words how do I know? that place that touch that timing I just do I just know … Continue reading
Teeth close on silken nape Smell of your heat Uncoiling in shudders Passion soaks my tongue Our song unfolds Winding together Rising like a prayer
I’m taking this with me to read at the Seattle Erotic Art Festival, if I get a chance to read more than one piece. I wrote it specifically to be read at a venue like SEAF. The other one I’m … Continue reading
today I will concentrate on her face, the way it lights up when she laughs at my goofy jokes today I will concentrate on her lips, the firm way they meet mine, the taste of them on my tongue today … Continue reading
Roxy and I are celebrating the third anniversary of the night we met, on twitter, in a delirious flurry of flirting.. there was a group of us flirting, teasing, testing and sparring. She was new to my twitter stream, and came to … Continue reading
Fistful of tequila Self-confidence wadded up in my pocket Steady my wits Steady my nerves Screw up my courage Square my shoulders Look life straight in the eye Ok you motherfucker Bring it