Audience of Stars

i'm ready for you.
i've imagined our rendezvous
in front of an audience of stars
after the sun fades behind the trees
i close my eyes...

the red wine
devourers and turns sweetness
into purple desire
dripping candles
wax on my floor
pulled hair
in gasps of the long
awaited anticipation
sparking golden flames of fire
i can smell your skin
and taste your spit
from the top of my being
to the end of my legs
and beyond
anything i've ever felt before...

the stars align
and make a lighted path back to you.
are you ready?






Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.

water sign

I excel in the night
Creature of desire
Clawing my way past
What some would say is "right."
In the darkness
The boundaries seem to fade
Space is not something of limit
Stars light the way
Words flow like water
And passion sings
In the unpredictable current
Ambiguous but smooth
Like skin
And in tune
With powers greater than I

Mystical eyes illuminate
And penetrate
Alleviate
Sullen days

Secrets sail round the moon.
It's easy to have nothing to hide
When it's hard to see.
But the beauty lies
Beyond the senses of the eyes
The stunning reality
Of it all
Lies poetically inside

Embracing the night
Liberates my soul right
To dance around
On the moon
Or whatever I choose
To see without eyes
To feel something inside
That's more stellar
Than I can conceive
The beauty that is me
Is easily shown
In the darkness
I find my way home



Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.

give a little

i know i shouldn't be crying.
but somehow these tears
comfort me
in this time
when nothing is certain
and all I want
keeps eluding me.
each gust of the spring wind
reminds me of time.
it's passing quickly
yet things around me still seem
untouched.
i hate these tears
because right now
they're all i have.
i am alone.
maybe i chose this
maybe this is how it's supposed to be.
all the odds stacked
i keep pushing
i want what i want
but things break
if they don't at least
give a little.
maybe i should budge on something
give my eyes a rest...

Yet, I continue to weep
for this moment
for what i cannot create
for what i am about to do
out of fear
and utter delight
a contradiction of the
soul and body
mind in the middle
these tears melt my face
trying to wash away
the confusion
and get down to what's real,
what matters
i want what i want.
what i need
what i need i know i want.
cry myself to sleep.
maybe i'll see the future in my dream.






Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.

i'm after you

Come on
What's it gonna be?
The internal fight
Do I have the will?

As the night progress's
I feel your presence
Pressing firmly on my brain
I hear you moving swiftly
round where I stand
Whispering "I'm after you..."
I must resist.
I mean honestly,
How many times can I give in?

Late nights turn into early mornings
Full of chatter
And different shades of grey
As we sway
On the white line of momentary euphoria.

Meandering around the usual jump off point
I back away...
Told myself I'm through with you..

Come on.
What's it gonna be?
The internal fight.
I will the urge to resist,
I win.







Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.