Ivy shadows dancing in the wind, dying flapping of a ghostly pidgeon’s wings… A siren afar ripping through the silence of the night, a neighbour’s child giggle, Do they realize it’s almost midnight? Trying my best to warm my hands on the last candle’s flickering flame… But it is useless, my knuckles are already…… Continue reading Cold…
Drink, from my sanctuary cup. My cup of friendship, of understanding, of forgiveness. Drink, To the errors made. The mistakes you do, and the ones coming… Because you weren’t Aren’t, And won’t ever be perfect. But you’ll always be the best You can be. And that will always be fine by me.
Words… chains of letters. Thoughtfully inked along my dotted life line. Wishes most sincere, memories dear, gift wrapped in fragile clenched fingers. Pale reminder, of me. Of us. This day is yours, and yours only. Enjoy it, don’t let anybody spoil it for you… Cake icing smells and wrapping paper ruffles, I hope you’ll…… Continue reading Happy…
The sound of sighs, sweetest lullaby Mesmerizing cry straight from you to I… Just a breath of air, two hearts on tempo. Parallel rhythmic solos Merging in a dueto. You lead the dance, our feet are on fire both dying to board this streetcar named desire Be gentle please, I beg you so! Don’t break…… Continue reading The sound of sighs…
Frail, flawless and fierce… You turn your freckled cheek Pale skin taunting autumn, still blooming until its return! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on cute white flowers with pink centers and little black spots.
When light licks your skin, as if the sun adored you… You taste like summer! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on hosta flowers in the October afternoon sunlight.
Let me pull your pains down, unbutton your shortfalls slowly… Strip you from every lingering afterthought, bad decision, regret… Even when you doubt, I see right through you! Handsomely bare, excitingly nude… And when only the soft glow of my burning tenderness lights your glorious mounts and precious valleys… You truly make everyone else…… Continue reading Let me…
Fury on stilettos, carmine wearing Lilith, I howl my love for you throughout the City… Rubbing my slit wrists smearing every bricked wall, every fence. Shaken with fever… Leaving your name for all to see, in disturbing scarlet letters!
I need nothing ornamental to feel strong and desirable… A couple of feathers tied to my hips to tickle your rough, manly fingertips. Diamond gloss painted on my burning lips, shunting your mouth to my tender kiss. Wearing all the stars you picked from the skies, shining bright and forever in the deep pools…… Continue reading Stunning…
A tear, running down… No good reason to wonder, Just water falling.
Cyranny's Cove 