Bent in the Light of your Mouth

Radiance results from Earth’s Pressure, her pleasures bubble forth Like when Jewels Sing beneath Your pillow as your naked Community clear cuts into me Like some unique throb Of the moment’s burning precision I am an original primitive Wild as …

My Little Hentai

The way we move is freestyle
We are lyrical in our hands-held
Our bodies touch spiritually!

We are a coming together
Of natural opposites
I am hard and heavy

You are wet and light
My hands mould to your
Curves, with iron-quickness

Sending quivers through your spine
Our art is holy love-making
Your breasts know my palms

Like midnight friends, in a field
Where we play in our shared bed
Our talent is in rocking

We craft our own bed-tricks
Like hungry composers of the night
For what we do is our shared ecstasy

And I am not inspired to finish
What you inspire so easily in me
But I invest years in the craft

Of knowing how to please your body
As if it were an extension of your spirit
I kiss you repeatedly until

You are all wet, like a cell ready
To find its collective destination
The way we move is freestyle

Our lips dance upon the tip
Of the moment, our flesh trickling
With the urgency of loving blood

That wraps itself around so tenderly
Like a baby-haiku, our hips meet
For the remedy, of an embattled day

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You Oblige like Water

I have dove into you
Right out of heart-break
You say it hurts but that

The pleasure is more than the pain
You are my purple fantasy
In real color, my vibrant life

Passing before me like brush-strokes
Of unconditional thirst
My mouth smiles each night

I have dove into you
Your tongue on my ear
I become tuned from the inside

We tumble together as if under-water
My fingertips brush against your
Whimpering skin of fresh surrender

We warp our limbs around each other
So tightly it makes the world right
Just for a lucid moment of dream

I have dove into you
With stellar whispers of forever.

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Morning Breaker

Dawn breaks amid desperate acts
The cries of loneliness
Gone are the flowers of poetry

Survival beckons in love-making
The bohemian morning
At Nature’s lips

Her pussy lips fall into place
Before the sun’s large eyes
Cries glory on the bed

Morning, like an upturned gem
Smiling out the door
Someone whispers goodbye to me

My heart is firm with reverence
For the woman who let me into her bed
Slow is the drip of hope

Safe is the faith of loving
Like a hunger and a satiety
That always returns to the same bowl.