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...

Frigid, calm front hides in northern winds, the vast sky of my bedroom dims. Stream in winter Iced over, mother’s embrace letting go at bedtime.   Still raining, sky’s dark pillow, eyelids become anchors, smothering.   The cold front blanketing these damp lids, peacefully covers the coming storm.

Where do you gowhen you climax?I feel your body beneath me,but your presence driftssomewhere else,untouched by hands. Ah… petit mort,the little death. If death is truly so sweet,why do we tremble before it?