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Incubi
01:26 Oct 29 2007
Times Read: 830


Intensity,

Driven deep.

Gutteral,

Breathing hard.

Unhinged,

Lost in the moment.

Sensations,

Overwhelming flow.

Desires,

Lustful moans.

Penetrating,

Agonising screams.

Raw,

Unabashed honesty.

Release,

Crescendo of emotion.

Two of a kind
19:46 Oct 17 2007
Times Read: 881

I want to watch Talladega Nights,

I want to catch my breath- but not in fright,

I want to quote the python,

Not the Raven,

But Eddie too.



I want to sleep soundly and dream,

Without a scream,

But in laughter,

From smiles I want- always there,

And snores when taking in air.



I want to breathe and sigh and wonder why,

At history- great mystery,

And examine shapes, of doors, buildings,

Walls and sky.



I want to taste the scent we share,

And eat cake at the fair,

Bring home fish,

Not to eat,

But for to sit and stare.



I want to be in a movie scene,

Acting out with flair,

Be honest to the emotion there,

And open, genuine,

Waiting to be seen.



I want coffee,

Rich and dark,

An earthy colour,

For which you care.



I want to read Boewulf and listen too,

When Eliot comes to my ear,

And also write with such delicate truth,

Together working to frame with care,

Deep thoughts which we share.



Talk of Rome- Emperor,

Of Scotland- lairds and heather,

Of Cajun land- Blues band jazz hand.



All these things,

I have in mind,

To have with you,

That we,

Are two of a kind.

Compassion
18:46 Oct 13 2007
Times Read: 898

Waking to my name, called gently and whispered, so quietly. To laughter, coming easily and smiles which hurt my cheeks. You take away distress, let me breath and sigh and weep.



You watch me in my dreams, while they bear fruit to your garden. Tending to their care, weeding out those things which scare.



You ease the worry, let me see under the mask, to an awesome grin. An image unadorned and fresh, almost elfin. My excitement is for that thought, more than for the sight itself.



But the sight of you in resplendent sin, excites me more, with thoughts akin. And here we walk on a path of heather- though it's just a walk, it is together.



But where we stand, finally at the gate, will you want to come on in?

My first attempt in French...
19:32 Oct 11 2007
Times Read: 913

"Bel Esprit"



Prononciation appropriée des mots difficiles,

Étapes de danse lithesome tourbillonnant environ.

Mon énergie déférente,

À une femme de beauté,

Sa forme à moi peinture murale de blanc.

Son esprit à moi mosaïque des étoiles.

Quels mots je dis,

Faire un sein se lever

Au rire de la joie honnête à mes lignes.

Mes lignes profondément écrites,

Directement de mon coeur,

Un soin non donné,

Ni pris pour convoiter,

Il est juste ce qui est il

Et qu'est-ce que c'est?

Craintes usurpées jetées vers le bas,

Et les sourires ont naturellement soulevé doué.

J'appelle ceci,

Mon par excellence.





















"Beautiful Spirit"



Proper pronunciation of difficult words,

Lithesome footsteps whirling about.

My energy deferent,

To a woman of beauty,

Her form to me- mural of white.

Her mind to me- mosaic of stars.

What words I say,

Make a breast rise

To laughter of honest joy at my lines.

My lines- deeply written,

Straight from my heart,

A care not given,

Nor taken to covet,

It just is what it is

And what is this?

Fears usurped- thrown down,

And smiles naturally lifted- gifted.

I call this,

My par excellence.

Late at night.
21:26 Oct 09 2007
Times Read: 925




Darkness engulfing completely;

A candle lights.



Eyes open blearily;

Hair touseled.



Petite hand outstreched;

Grasped warily.



Strong shoulders weary;

A crutch to lean upon.



Gifts given freely;

Smiles returned with warmth.



Songs sung softly;

Delightful accent of French.



Classic poetry read;

Words spoken clearly.



Images with candor;

Sighs breathed wistfully.



Thoughts shared openly;

Trust built with care.



Hearts aching alone;

Joy found unexpectedly.



Time passing quickly;

Too quickly.