Skin peels from flesh, the / evolution of being; / constant inconstant.

Freakish Frankenstein; / reinvention of the self / is life's best con game.

A shuddering spine / rebirths the self in flesh new; / hope's mysterious.

Obsequiousness; / transparent sycophancy; / nauseating need.

Silently walking / observing Winter's crispness, / gloved fingers entwined.

Leaves crush underfoot, / breath fogs, noses numb under / Winter's chilled caress.

Lean in close, lover / I'll warm you with my own breath / 'til home beckons us.

Priestesses circle, / hold hands, chant and spin; / Gaia's power raised.

Dreams melt underfoot, / squished with snow to return to / their watery graves.

Life can be a trip, / all's well, then, you're a bug squished / on life's cold windshield.

Who will rescue me? / a distressed damsel, no, wait, / I am my own knight.

Adoration filled, / I'm lost in the mind of you. / Overwhelming love.

Snaking arms wake me; / my world dawns, I remember; / my love beams brightly.

Intoxication; / my soul engaging with yours; / infinite desire.

My heart holds you deep; / you penetrated all layers / when I let you in.

Like a baby chick / my hands hold you precious, safe / in infinite love.

The hot breath upon / my neck is his, but, I long / for it to be yours.

Was I a phantom? / Did I actually exist? / I have left no trace.

As if snow, I melt, / by Spring, gone forever. / I know I was real.

Evaporating / into the heavens again, / filling clouds with love.

Tears falling as rain; / lessons bringing life with pain; / growing, and dying.

The light from his star / hurts my eyes and burns my flesh, / but, is magnetic.

Shackled together; / moans of prison, not pleasure, / where is your freedom?

Solid metal doors / closing to my mind and heart; / no-one else hears them.

He whispers history, / I stare starward, listening, / for eternity.

My heart's shattering / causes rainbows to splinter? / Do you think he knows?

Chocolate orgasm / coating & slicking my tongue; / eyes closed and moaning.

Shocked from sleep by his / final thrust, hips locked to mine. / 'Good fucking morning'.

Moonlit flesh shudders, / his breath traces desire's lines. / 'Fuck me now', whispered.

What I expected / to shake my love for him has / solidified it.

Catching sight of you; / breath, heart, willingly captured / by your majesty.

Leather bites into / my flesh; you watch as you pull / me to you. 'Tighter'.

Morpheus comes now; / great wings beating to take me / to our starry realms.

He gathers, collects / my shards and shattered pieces / to remake me, his.

I saw shooting stars, / I thought of you as they blazed / and loved you as much.

You think me so strong / that your words don't penetrate? / I have been broken.

I served your purpose; / compartmentalised for your / convenient dispatch.

Though ripped asunder, / by myself, sometimes you, I / could not love you more.

Breath diminishes, / muscles release the day and / my fingers seek you.

Persephone calls / Hades to her melting breast, / sleep with me now, love.

Peace & calm descend / to mind, body and spirit; / restoration now.

Souls entwine and fly / as bodies rest and sleep; come / with me to the stars.

Across the aether / I feel it, your pull, away. / You are present, there.

But, when you're here, love, / you are oh so very mine. / Always, here and there.

You are everywhere, / there, here, always pervasive. / You're in me, my love.

I've become a stone / monument, effigy, to / all that could be.

I stand, sentinel, / keeping watch sun's return, / to behold you, light.

Lazy puppets dance / to the tune of the piper; / I hear no music.

Shuddering thighs, sweat; / I picture both you and her / crafting my pleasure.

Fucking from below / she smiles at you behind me / just before I cum.

I collapse on her / as you fall on me, tangled / limbs and kisses now.

A radiant smile / sits with pride upon your face; / new life created.

Ripples of goosebumps / across my flesh from just the / sound of your breathing.

Quietly pining, / my heart whispers love to his / across time and space.

Were you before me, / openly presented now, / I would consume you.

Silent lips tightly / hold your secrets like precious, / priceless kisses mine.

My lips hold a well / of infinite petal soft / kisses for you, love.

Your lips brushing mine / is meditation, worship, / communion with God.

My cheek in your palm, / resting there, eyes closed, silent; / the world stops moving.

Trails of destruction / seen behind you Azrael, / I do not fear you.

Plunder my mouth, please, / draw me into you, let me / inhale you, my love.

I will never leave, / the sun may fade, the moon die, / but I remain yours.

Curve of my belly / calls for your palms to pull hips / tightly together.

Gentle gaze of eye; / soft touch of fingers on cheek; / whispers of love heard.

My heart fills with joy / sprung from the sound of your voice; / liquid sunshine poured.

Your hot breath gifts me / those shuddering orgasms / that endlessly please.

A song for myself, / a lament for selfishness / and an ode to love.

Life's repetitious; / same music, same songwriters. / I want a new tune.

This desire's insane; / creates in me a madness / only you can quell.

For all my shouting, / I sit in quiet stillness, / watching, open, yours.

Silent surrender / to this magic carpet ride / that I've created.

The floor was glass strewn, / it would cut no matter where / she walked, so, she bled.

I will shine brightly, / it's your choice to bask in my / light or turn away.

Dreams come as eyes close; / you are my bringer of dreams / and the dreams themselves.

Your intense gazing / upon my full, swaying hips / heats me from within.

What do you reflect / to those who have faith in you? / Is it what's needed?

Don't utter words, please, / just gather me close to you / in silent comfort.

Vultures nostrils flare; / the flesh here is poisonous / to all but your lips.

Dreaming of dragons / I see you, my King, / riding and slaying.

Tears always appear / transparent, but, they're loaded / my dying dreams.

Tears always appear / transparent, but, they're loaded / with my dying dreams.

I can't escape your / bittersweet gaze, I always / appear transparent.

My transparent lust / will always appear for you / on invitation.

You think you're hiding, / but you appear transparent / to me always, love.

Whispers of love fell / from feathered wings of angels / soaring in moonlight.

The moon's glow wakes me, / I see my empty bed and / my heart calls for you.

Fingertips wander / to do your bidding, eyes close / hips tilt, back arches.

The ghosts of your lips / draw your own name from my mouth / for you to devour.

Open thighs glisten. / Slick wetness throbs our pleasure. / Sleep in me, lover.

Fingers, souls entwine, / we are joined now forever / because we have loved.

Mythological, / mysterious, magical, / magnificent, me!

Nothing is better / than that flying feeling when / we dance together.

Horizontal dance; / feeling nothing but lustful / choreography.

Feeling nothing was / the blank canvas upon which / our dance sprang to life.

Careful in your dance! / It's not for nothing my toes / have feeling, you know!

I carry nothing / to the void but the feeling / of our divine dance.

Feeling nothing but / your hand on my back guiding / love's delicate dance.

Twirling in your mind, / I dance feeling nothing but / love's spinning vortex.

Feelings dance, nothing's / proven; mysterious life / is all that remains.

Dance with me, my love; / I want for nothing but the / feeling of your sway.

Nothing in his sights / but the dance of my body; / what _is_ he feeling?

Sleep's delicate dance / takes me where nothing impedes / feeling's expression.

Red sky turns sea green; / night comes, descends and enfolds / in chilled embraces.

Pinpricks in the sky; / holes in God's blanket, light seeps / down, or, is it up?

Safely enveloped / in dark silence, the void calms, / soothes my seething soul.

Each cell sings to you, / plaintive, lonely siren calls; / I know you hear them.

Time in a vacuum; / no past, no future, just now / and infinity.

If I soothe your soul / will that make you a real boy, / my Pinocchio?

My soul seeks the salve / of your love to soothe the real / wounds that weep in me.

Kisses to soothe you / and sweet songs to calm your soul, / I wish you real peace.

Haven in your heart; / death has no dominion; / quiet, dark, peace there.

I worry sometimes / that vibrators overheat / scorching clits and lips.

Cinderella leaves / as all around turns pumpkin / before she makes pie.

The earth's flesh ripples, / I'm but one stone in her pond, / quickly forgotten.

Hush, so we can hear / whispers of love from ghosts lips, / did love die with them?

You have not died, friend, / corporeal you is dust, / _real_ you's eternal.

Pillowy poached eggs / enveloped in an unctuous / hollandaise. Oh. God.

I sit in silence, / radiating peace & love, / needing no return.

For you desire burns / eternally, after this / heart's last beats, even.

Love's cleansing fire burns, / eternally re-birthing, / heart's drum still beats strong.

Bass beats pounding flesh; / rhythm burns eternally; / this body must dance.

His fist beats anger, / his rage eternally burns, / she thinks she should stay.

The fire still burns / me for you, eternally, / while my heart still beats.

Your name, whispered / upon waking, fell into / a silent ocean.

My head in your hands, / seeks some quiet solitude; / stay near though, my love.

Single flame remains / from last night's fire; my skin holds / the heat of your kiss.

Inescapable / and intoxicating love; / you're with me always.

Love in a bubble, / nothing exists outside us; / gorgeous illusion .

Succubus takes flight; / I will consume your oceans / of desire and love.

I think of you most / in the quietest moments, / the empty spaces.

My heart contracts and / expands, oscillation still, / I can't turn away.

I hear your whispers / pulling my pleasure from me, / coaxing me to come.

Selkie pelt gifted, / I have widowed the ocean / in becoming yours.

Suggestion's power / yours; glints in eyes, rasps in throat, / its' weight felt on me.

You are my anchor, / also the storm that rages / my oceans, my love.

Appreciating / your flesh with my lips, tongue, hands; / an unfinished work.

Skin slides upon skin; / mutual meditation / and adoration.

Ghosts of fingerprints / still linger upon my flesh, / desire has not died.

Your reassuring / 'it's OK' always calms me / 'cos I believe you.

I lean into you, / where I am held safe and warm; / in sanctuary.

Heart flutters, takes flight, / feathered wings carry it light / to sanctuary.

Infinite kisses / wait to be claimed by your lips, / yours for the taking.

Your name enhances / the sounds of my orgasms, / well, they _are_ for you.

My gypsy hips sway, / the plan to arrest your heart / is done, you are mine.

I'm smiling inside; / swirling liquid caramel, / sweet, hot, delicious.

Come taste my sweetness, / lover mine, dip your tongue deep. / Succulent sweetness.

I sit on life's edge, / fear of death penetrating, / I will hold your hand.

Centrifugal force, / we orbit, pushing, pulling, / locked in rotation.

Hello, shining sun, / you hold bright promises of / days to warm our souls.

A ghostly presence / woke her by stroking her hair, / it smelled of jasmine.

Opening her eyes, / the gauzey phantasm bent, / kissing chestnut curls.

The creature claimed her, / willingly, as his, teeth marks / as delicious proof.

You're astonishing. / You're a wonder of nature. / You're god incarnate.

She began to speak, / but the silences ate her, / his eyes all that calmed.

My petals blossom; / my innocence blooms for you; / your heart muscle pounds.

A tightening bow, / pulled between patience and fear; / soulful archery.

I reach out blindly, / seeking comfort in you, but, / comfort is within.

My body's bellows / heave their air, relentlessly, / each inhale ragged.

Every exhale deep, / I sink into the wet earth, / submerging further.

Mother earth holds me, / in her silent, dark embrace. / I desire nothing.

Evaporated, / condensed and fallen, who cares, / it's only water.

You. You. You. You. You. / You. You. You. You. You. You. You. / You. You. You. You. You.

Such simple pleasure; / thoughts of you move in my mind; / silent smiling spreads.

Morning's light, dappled / through silk, falls on your side of / our, now frigid, bed.

Blinded by spring's sun / she stood still, eyes closed, allowed / its' heat penetrate.

Feet flat on the earth, / mother nature's vibrations / hum up my body.

Toes lost in damp grass, / face upturned to father sky, / arms outstretched to fly.

Father and Mother, / sky and earth, make love in us, / we are their children.

Your lips sweet kisses / trickle and fall down my spine, / cascading desire.

Warm, wet tongue chases / shivering streams of pleasure / along body's length.

Your hands conduct my / flesh in a symphony of / creationing love.

A spinning dervish; / your wide embrace the safest / place for my dancing.

Talk of trancendence; / Shekhinah revealed in us, / sparkling Sephirot.

Once I've tasted you, / you've slicked my tongue, I've swallowed, / you're mine, forever.

He folds into me / and my unfaltering love, / a fountain of truth.

We fold together, / creating origami / of body, heart, soul.

His hot hand pushes / me silently, perfectly / placed to stake his claim.

To say I love him, / is to say the moon is round; / no, he IS my moon.

Moonbeams on my floor, / shining a night light pillar, / guiding me dreamward.

Illuminated, / once blinded to the shadow , / but now I have sight.

Light, dark, male, female, / perfect vernal balance a / momentary truth.

Universes birthed / upon each exhalation / from my tired lips.

He is as a key / to an invisible lock / on my jaded heart.

Love has dissolved me, / I am no longer solid; / disintegrated.

Wound and coiled tighter / by the day, until unleashed / in torrents of blood.

Let's not talk of love, / let's be full of it, dance it / and embody it.

Space between waking / and dreaming's where memory / lays its' eggs to breed.

Memory's text fades / from my psyche's aged vellum, / he inscribes anew.

Woven together, / lines of separation blurred, / like mosses on stone.

Lost in pleasure's wake, / his breath, hot, demands to taste / my quivering flesh.

Words drip from parched lips, / gather in icy puddles / as toes back away.

Whispered plaintive pleas, / ''take me, fuck me''; he didn't / need to be asked twice.

Fingers interlaced, / eyes gazing and locked. Oneness. / The creature uncoils.

Fingers twirling hair, / eyes watch silently smiling, / a thousand thoughts pass.

Feral creatures hide, / take themselves away to die, / dark, silent places.

Phantom fingerprints / invisibly tattooed on / make-believe flesh bleed.

Embodied divine, / you to me are Apollo, / worthy of worship.

Muddied fingernails, / scent of mother earth's wet spring, / desirous of birth.

Blood flows in the streets, / bombs, bullets, pain, tanks and guns, / stop, it is enough.

Take a stethoscope / to my breast as we make love, / fill your ears with me.

Eyes of dark sapphire, / yielding alabaster flesh, / she awaits magic.

Softly, silently / she slipped into the morning, / inhaled it's freshness.

The wind bit her flesh, / unseen wolves howls filled the night, / but she kept walking.

Entombed in silence, / a strange hard and cold comfort, / home to nothingness.

Barest brush of lips, / press of flesh and squeeze of arms; / the best narcotic.

I'll drink your sadness, / shoulder your pain, bear it all, / so you can be free.

My ink stained fingers / skitter across the vellum / of your hungry flesh.

I am Icarus, / spiralling in the spaces / between the hot stars.

A silence settles, / a familiar aching throb, / and the stench of fear.

Pregnant silences, / suspended animation, / then waves of stillness.

I am death's midwife, / birthing you into the light, / hold my gaze, and hand.

Every muscle strained, / brow furrowed, panting, sweat stained, / I. Will. Not. Look. Back.

The scars shape my heart, / without them I am not me. / I am beautiful.