Bedroom Bully

I am your authority
I will use my hardness to make you yield
Assault you with strong strokes
Intimidate you with my girth
Threaten you with my stamina
Become your mattress predator
Attack you with vicious force Continue reading

4×4

Ride me ..
Ride me in slow time motion
Take in my circumference
Let me slip the letter of my passion into your envelope
Stamp it and send you first class recorded delivery to PO Box O Continue reading

late night love pt1

Late night silence blankets our room
The faint glow of our bedside lamp creates on warm halo of light by our bed
Moonlight silently cascades through our window
All is tranquil
Wrapped in sleeping spoon shapes
Human origami
We fold into each other
My chest against your back
Knees folded onto the hollow of yours
you stir
Move
press your back against me
Crumbled sheets
A sea of white linen waves
Skin soft flint sparks the midnight flame of half awake passion
Body to body contact generates heat Continue reading

In that moment

In that moment of release

The pinnacle of tension

That point of internal explosion

Time stands still

I become paralyzed

Dumbstruck

Suffocated by confusion

Smothered in a think layer of submission

I am reduced to the one sensation of feeling

My brain is coloured in a spectrum of urgently violent passive surrender

I expel an ocean of sound

A rainstorm of thunderous frequency

Reduced to four letter expletive

And blasphemous praise

I spin

Fall

Fly

And become static all in one

Convulsive-spasm

Move me

Staccato co-ordination

I endure this each time

You make me cum

Irony (there is….)

There is a sweet irony to the way you bow down before me

On your knees

But when you put me in your mouth

You make me weak at the knees

 

There is a sweet irony to the way you look up to me

And I stand over you

Look down upon you

Yet

My strength crumbles to the floor

The fortress of power taken over by your oral armoury

 

There is a sweet irony to the way I become vocal

Aural expression of exhilaration

Dictate and convey with punctuated urgency

While you

You command me with a silent tongue

Exercise your authority over me

With soft lips and warm mouth

Command me with subtle swirls and swoops

 

There is a sweet irony to the way hard flesh

Is made to easily submit to supple mouth

The way your giving … takes

And

How my getting … gives

 

There is a sweet irony to know that being conquered by you

Is the means to my being set free

There is a sweet irony in knowing that this oral war

Will become a perpetual battle of pleasure

That continues endlessly between you and me …

 

blindly

Let’s walk blindly into this world
Because some things are best enjoyed with closed eyes

Heighten our other senses
They will guide us
We hear the silence between words. As its often the silence that speaks volumes
Become attuned to the audio of unhurried pace
A frequency others are often deaf to
The surround sound of shared inner thoughts engulf us

Let’s walk blindly into this world
Because some things are best enjoyed with closed eyes

Take a deep breath of interest
Let the oxygen of wonderment fill the lungs of our awe
Inhale the aroma of laughter
It fills the air
We take it in fully
The nose of our potential
Is pleased with this fragrance

Let’s walk blindly into this world
Because some things are best enjoyed with closed eyes

This new-old familiarity dances on the palette of our ease
Its is sweet
The full-bodied fruit flavour of word play bursts in the mouth of our creativity
Unashamedly lick lips so not to waste a drop of lyrical juice.
Take small bites out of innuendo
Teasing sample of this treat keeps the want for more constant

Let’s walk blindly into this world
Because some things are best enjoyed with closed eyes

Fingers of vulnerability reach out into the darkness
Touch the feather softness of reassurance
We caress openness
Message it
Release tensions of reservation and guarded truths
Read the braille of past histories.
They tell the story of now existence
Hands of considered intent cup and hold
Trust
It is fragile

Let’s walk blindly into this world
Because some things are best enjoyed with closed eyes

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