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Poem for a Lonely Night
I was lonely a thunderstorm stopped by to keep me company throwing jagged light and angry words when I could not voice them cold rain falling through warm air shadows all around but no one to throw them
in a dream
In a dream You and I Walking along the surf line Smiling You reached out your hand I reached for you Fingertips The tide carried you away
Bright Moments
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
The Contender
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
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
Catching up: Seattle Erotic Art Festival
Recently a reader asked: Â Kyle, how did the Seattle festival go? Did you get to read your work? Yes, I did get to read three pieces of my work. Â I read Asphalt (which was featured in the Festival and Anthology … Continue reading
Song of Passion
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
It’s been three years…
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
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
Beautiful Poem: How To Make Love to a Trans Person
How to Make Love to a Trans Person Forget the images you’ve learned to attach To words like cock and clit, Chest and breasts. Break those words open Like a paramedic cracking ribs To pump blood through a failing heart. … Continue reading
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