ecstasy engulfs pinions of disdain
fiery lust comes easy
heated barbs latch into their target
this impulse love came and went
like fireflies in the dusk

so we are left there
in bed
after I severed the ties we formed

after I watered the flames of our relationship
I traveled the path of contempt
to the other side
of freedom.

-- for Poetic Asides

my heart is in the clouds
and the sky
and the stars
but you are not just my star,
you are my opening to heaven.
our love goes beyond the gods,
meets somewhere between forever and always
and dreamily drifts high above cloud nine.

you are my heaven
where my heart lives
where my desire prospers
my imagination flourishes within your walls.

you are the reason I come home.
you are my home.
please know,
you are lovely
and you are loved
always.

let’s print up full editions of love
articles articulating amor at its best
pages of poetry prophesizing passion
‘may I print a kiss upon your lips?’ I ask
and then lips lock, forming a liaison
my tongue feeds you spoonfuls of devotion and desire
adulation and adoration adhere to your skin
where we touch

I idolize our intimacy.
you make love an art.

the beads of their love
proudly adorned the golden curve
of her back

being the goddess with
the smile of beautiful lips,
she basks in a nest of mad kisses.
the flowers that she picked
entwined their thin arms around her.
she shall let the wind snow rose petals.

at times,
she rouses
pierced by an unlucky
but endless distance
from that time when love adorned her back
distance from that time
when she was mad with love.

you are the right lyric.
waterfalls of ink puddle
into verse and rhyme
about you.
name the last time
I wrote about something other than you.

you are a blank book
I fill with melody and messages of love
page after page of sonnets,
saturated sensuality
screens all other emotion.

in a sea of wishful thinking,
I hope you’ll be mine forever
to be my muse
to be the only one I write about.

I ask myself why,
and in that same breath,
as I watch you,
I get my answer.
it’s what it is to take all of you
inside of me
the drunk with desire feeling
that creeps up on me
as you lay next to me
it’s everything about you.

I ache for you.
for your exquisite torture,
rough hands that knead soft curves
silky flesh on flesh
tongues engage in passion’s war

so rain falls outside
the steady percussion of drops
against the window sill
match the rhythmic moans lovers make
I was constructed for you
and you molded for me

instead of saying “I love you,”
I want you to know
there is no statement in the English language
that can capture how much I truly treasure
your existence.

in my wildest dreams,
you always play the hero.
in my darkest hour of night,
you rescue me.
you save my life.

I love you.

strawberry kisses mar my flesh
visions of previous betrayal haunts
times when love was conditional

only if
only if

only if you kiss me
only if you unbutton your blouse
only if you get down on your knees

keepsake beliefs turn to dust
ideas flame and ash at contact with you
all rationale departs me

this contempt is mutual
although yours more aggressive

so tender feelings turn hard
at the loss of our affection
strawberry kisses mar my flesh
only ifs haunt me

our love is over
and I am lost.