A blanket of dust obscures our picture. Soft earth once your skin, now dusted with snow.   This sheet had layered over months without warmth. However, we are soon to hold each other again.   Then spring will dawn upon the rains of April and shower...

A poem how precious it isLet me talk my whole lifeAbout a poem.

Turn out the lightsLet the darkness spread Pull your arms around meNuzzle my eager head Against the thick sweatshirtYou wear to bedI reach behind youEmbrace the small of your backMy caress begins quickly My heart racing so fast Can’t wait to inhaleThe skin between...

Pressing my chest against your backI lean to smell your lovely neckYour fragrant lotion entices meIt moistens your skin, so intoxicating!I’m so ready to be inside of you!You’re less certain, I must wait for youSo I reach for your...

Regardless of summer joyousness, I will sense the overcast of wintry darkness.   Sometimes I will feel happiness, yet there is that which lingers smotheringly.   Always at the brim of my eyes is a teary shower   which glazes over my eyes and thunderous shouts...