this is all my writings so far. i hope i haven't left any behind from the other 2 sites. i have one in the works written today. maybe monday i'll post it if i think its finished. :-)

For you on this Valentine’s Day,

For you on this Valentine’s Day,

strokes of blue, white and red beyond the trees
are followed by sparkles on a blank black canvas
tree shadows whisper from the passing breeze
images as comforting yet strong as you pass

the blur and clamor of smaller versions of our love
do tighten the knots of shared tension and fray
no comparison to why it is you i think the world of
and unconditionally give you my love on this day

two cherries on one stem

in the dimness of a candlelight
the restless spirits in the night
nothing beyond or between them
come together like two cherries on one stem

steam rises from the intensity
desire's uncontrolled propensity
of passion unleashed with abandon
they grope for anything to place a hand on

reaching feeling touching
breaching kneeling clutching

their sweat laced bodies glisten in the dim light
as they work to fulfill their delight
over and over they as they try to get it right
as their bodies lift spin toss into flight

feeling the sweet rush of flow from their bodies
and the climatic saturation of which it embodies
they slide back and forth recoiling to reach deeper
hot wet kisses shared tongue twisting to reap her

sliding quivering arching
gliding delivering searching

striving for perfect rapture
desparately they try to recapture
searching in the other to complete
that unshaking feeling only to repeat

they lay collapsed next to each other
soon thinking if there will be another
session of intimacy removed from solitary
of the juicy nourishing bite of the cherry

toes in the sand

barely are there waves lapping on the beach
her toes slightly dug into the sand
the waves up to her ankles reach
she turns the page with her hand

her long legs stretch out from the mat
her book makes her drift away
while on her back she lays flat
made easy by the drinks on the tray

she daydreams of a the image of a man
slowly walking up the beach towards her
to distract her from the issues of her grand plan
her lips glistens from the dribbling liqour

the book drops quietly to the burning ground
as he kneels down beside her touching her thigh
he bends to kiss her but startles and looks around
the cabana boy serving drinks to satisfy

a quick look in his eyes as she fends off her hunger
nodding si for more libations to melt her frozen heart
she knows that she can run but is not getting younger
in this master plan of God's longing to relinquish the part

crying, sighing
moaning, groaning
growling, howling
alone atoning

she doesn't know what to do or where to go
so she lays back down with another drink
stretching her long legs digging shells with a toe
no problems for the moment so why bother think

she drifts back to her safe place
as he tosses back his long black hair
she stiffens a little as he looks into her face
and he slides his hand up her skin so fair

he places a hand behind her and lifts
she curls her toes in the sand
they intensify their long hot kiss
if only this were her original plan

she gives into to her long lonely desires
he slips off her coverup and swimsuit
her body glistens as she perspires
not noticing as her clothes permute

the bodies bake in the summer sun
as their tongues intertwine
her hat falls to the ground
as the chills run down her spine

she undresses her mystery soulmate
when he stands up straddling her form
inside the cabana, then he closes the shade
she heart pounds faster feeling rather warm

laying down beside his sweet pleasure
kissing her on her ear lobes and neck
running a finger along the sacred treasure
enticing the swelling button with soft flecks

she squirms as he slides down her wet shape
and spreads her wings at his hungry look
he tastes the sweetness as it runs down her scape
she moans and twitches and knocks over her book

upon getting his fill he pulls himself up
his fingers massage the swollen flesh
she flows like an overfilled cup
inserting a thick rough finger into a thresh

she screams with delight and joy
as he slides in his soldier at attention
arching her back as he begins to employ
they move together in absolute perfection

heat from their bodies could turn sand to glass
as they peak in the actions at the same time
they collapse together as time slow passes
smiling at each other as he starts to climb

the crash of a wave on her waist then
washes away the puddle she had made
as she wakes to find the tide had come in
while dreaming on her body that she played

forgotten are her troubles from afar
with a new one created in this distant land
wondering who saw her hand in the cookie jar
her toes curled up in the sand

times of the distant past

the snow begins to fall
through the open cavity
in the bavarian bunny
over the hills and far away
echoes in the whirling wind
of the near topless car

excitement of the opening call
of the new season to ski
on a cold day so sunny
we drive fast on our way
to collect another friend
who lives not too far

back to the dark garage
to load the old blue truck
a mighty dose of vitamin I
alas the journey begins
beyond the great rivers and
through endless bare woods

snow like an artillery barrage
on the window like muck
close to freezing not dry
tunnel vision clearly wins
squinting at a winter wasteland
covering in back the goods

hours later our destination
we arrive early to our pleasure
and dig into liquid energy
listening to the last of the tunes
that went through us before reaching you
Who could have known its release

lifts start moving inclination
we offer a bit of our treasure
to catch a ride up a bit early
quickly reaching upto the snow dunes
to ourselves noone but the view
playful intensities roughly increase

the path unscathed pristine
inviting smashing little crystals obliviously
we burn youthful energy with joy
as the steam rises from open coats
from vigorous attacks on the slopes
until the energy is spent

in need of rest at the end of a tiring day of skiing
we pack up to return rather quickly
a party is whats needed for this boy
the return home down lonely dark roads
the lanes wind long like twisted ropes
rushing back before the onslaught of guests

we can't believe what we're seeing
out of 2 feet of snow looking prickly
a tap from a barrel will be used as a toy
after unloading we bolt for the keg
with mugs in hand and smiles on faces
and a thanks to the master of domain

he joins us for the opening ceremony
as the guests start to arrive with a thirst
the music is blarring as the masters depart
a scream is heard as a dart hits a leg
entwined bodies fill dark empty spaces
desperate to drown out emotional pain

the feeling i get being left out is agony
to join in this part of the nite would be a first
never a sole to share this lonely strong heart

the night almost over as kisses are shared
one lonely soul empties the snow covered soldier
falling in a white pile of the soft dusty stuff
my buddies pull me back inside to wake up
as we talk into the night of our thoughts
its the same ole song but on a different night

those two compare notes to see how they fared
i wish i could join them before i get much older
as i tire of falling down in the cold white fluff
i drink whats left in my large pewter cup
and each the last piece of pizza before it rots
as i close my eyes after turning off the light

swelting season starts

wonderfully watching wind wispfully wash waving willows
summer sun sears sweaty sunburned silouttes soaking seashore serenity
children carelessly carryon cacking cajoling cohorts
dry desert drives desparately delving district depots
happy-go-lucky he hears hospitable hymns healing hearts
she seeks simple satisfaction seemingly secluded safety
parks piled people participating picnic pandemonium perfectly
fall feels futuristically far far forthwith

stars

Although we were surprised by the darkness, the ebony celestial skies were an astonishing sight to behold. It was a spectacular vision of fireworks and meteor displays that was beyond the realm of description. An array of bright glowing colors dashed across the sky as we stood memorized of its heavenly glory.

beautiful...spectacular....sights never before seen to man
she says:
a collosal... display of lights action movement all through skies of the night

the skies were bursting with exciting hues of colors like the work of an artist

if i were to ignite something in that negative atmosphere there would have been an electrifying impolusion



surprised by the darkness
astonishing ebony celestial skies
a sight to behold
the night held a crispness
with magic to the eyes
a story begins to unfold

spectular visions of fireworks
meteor showers beyond imagination
an array of bright glowing colors
my curiosity immediately perks
at the wonderful sensation
the rare cloud causing a squalor

beautiful...spectacular....sights never before seen to man
virgin eyes set upon the mysteries of the glorious Hand

they dash across the sky
in all its heavenly glory
a collosal display of lights
as i stand mesmorized
action, movement so spry
energy erupting, amazing fury
all through skies of the night

as if something ignites
in an atmosphere
of electrifying implosion
in a fantasy of delight
with the night sky so clear
nothing in exclusion

beautiful...spectacular....sights never before seen to man
virgin eyes set upon the mysteries of the glorious Hand