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10-03-2013, 09:10 PM
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March 2005
As we lie, wrapped in a blanket of stars, the mountains for our bed.
I compose a symphonic overture upon the stage of your body. The hills echo with the sounds of my Concert D’Chair. I bring forth a crescendo of sound with silent notes from the music of your breath and your kiss. The heavens, rapt, lend their backdrop of supernatural colour; Aurora Impetus, to concrete our faithful love of each other.
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10-03-2013, 09:12 PM
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Written for a Coming Out Day event 2001
She took me in her arms, and it was then and only then that I knew what it was to be loved.
To be really loved, cherished and adored. No man had ever been able to make me feel that way......not the way she did. No, not like that at all. She loved me like a god, but shamelessly like a daemon, like no other dared, like only a WOMAN could. Now I tell you...she took me into her arms and I was home. And this home was not a place, a thing.....it was an idea, the feeling of security and peace. Now when she took me into her arms I knew love, a love of my own, a love that was completely and unabashedly for her......total devotion. But there came those who would take it away. Take her away, away from me and from herself. And I wondered, would she ever return? Many hours passed, many days, many sleepless nights and Oh so many tears. Then one day when my memory had forgotten and so had my heart, she returned. Returned to herself, to the world, to me. Now I tell you when she took me into her arms there was a hunger, a passion, a fire inside. A fire that consumed me, and lo, burns me still.
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10-03-2013, 09:35 PM
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"Photograph 8" (written about an underwater photo I had seen in a coffee shop in Seattle)
Liquide atmosphere enfolds you in her deadly embrace, and yet.... a smile of rapturous epiphany is upon your face, oh, how intrigued am I. Plumage of your innocent deviousness enshrouds my memory, memories of things that will never come to be. The light and shadows harnessed between frame of glass and metal touches me in an unfamiliar way, like barbedwire of silken thread. Who are you, and why have you touched me so profoundly from behind the confines of two-dimensional reality? But, oh, to know the limitless rapture I see reflected on your face....that is a pleasure reserved for only gods and daemons, and yet mere mortal of flesh and bone am I.
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10-04-2013, 09:33 AM
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July 2004
As I catch a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye,
I am caught up in a backlash of sensation at the sight of you after this self-inflicted, endless eternity without you. Inexplicable, fragile emotions blaze like wild fire across my face. Seeing you standing before me confirmed that you too have walked the fires of hell and bitter loneliness. I slight at this knowledge and find myself touched at the thought of you suffering as I have. Evoking an image of what our time together was like, knowing that my mind replays it like a movie on the big screen, featuring every gory detail of our failures like special effects. I am tempted to take you into my arms and ride off into the “proverbial sunset” but instead I turn, walking away.
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10-04-2013, 09:35 AM
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March 2005
I grasp the rosewood beneath my hands.
The pig-skin restraints holding me in place. I cannot recite the countless names of those who have stood as I do now. I stand head held high with pride, knowing that she is watching.I hear her freeing each implement of my sensual demise from their case. I know that there will be marks which I will bear with pride. Each one strikingly vibrant on the canvas of my skin. I could drown in the lake of her cruelty, yet I remain cast adrift in the safe harbour of her mercy. With each frantic blow I know that this is the reward for my gift of submission. Every stinging blow from the flogger feeling exquisitely fabulous. My senses stripped to their purest essence. This is freedom in slavery.
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10-04-2013, 09:41 AM
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Written 2002
“The Wife-Beater's Armor”
I look at you and wonder just what is it about you that caught my eye? And then I have it, the crisp clean cotton wife-beater that clings to your body like a second skin. In the evening, that same wife-beater will fall away from the places it concealed safe from judgement and safe from pain. It will fall to the hardwood floor where for just a few brief moments it will retain your body heat. I know exactly how hard it is for you to shed this thin yet strong armor, leaving yourself bare and vulnerable to me. Yet, I watch you shed the protection that thin scrap of fabric offers. In silent reassurance I let my hands run along your vertebrae, mimicking how that very fabric caressed you. When memory has blurred with reality, I will awake with my arms around you offering as much protection as my femininity can. But, it will never come near as much as the armor offered by that crisp, clean wife-beater.
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10-04-2013, 07:17 PM
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Written 2002
Figured I would try writing from a femme's perspective...and this is what I came up with:
A boi, a butch, a touch Touch upon my skin My skin longs Longs for a rough caress Caress filled with great tenderness Tenderness lying hidden Hidden Deep Deep beneath layers Layers of Denim, Leather, and Intensity Intensity is your engine, passion your fuel Fuel this passion Passion I see burning Burning in your eyes In your eyes is a wanting, a needing, a feeling Feeling that can come only from you Only from you my butch lover My butch lover Lover unlike any other Unlike any other I know I know you are not a man Not a lady But pure butch A gentleman in a woman's body A woman's body, your temple Your temple filled with your gifts of tenderness Tenderness and passion Tenderness and passion consume and fill Fill me with you All of you Your presence Your love Your strength Your strength to compliment my weakness My weakness is your sexy smile Your sexy smile melts my heart Melt my heart inside the fortress of your arms The fortress of your arms and your heart Your heart, the heart of a butch The Love of a butch A butch and no other
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10-04-2013, 07:21 PM
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Written 2005
Heat runs across my skin on rivers
I think of yesterday when you pulled me into your arms, shadowing me with your love. Your eyes like melted chocolate bore into my core I can still smell you on my skin as the last rays of sunlight caress the purple sky.
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10-04-2013, 07:25 PM
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March 2005
She thinks to herself about her "re-occurring problem" as she seats herself with her friends for their weekly caffeine injected chat session.
She finds herself entertaining dangerous thoughts of hys rough hands on her silkiest of skin. This, her most private of sins, her desire for this stranger. She abandons herself in thoughts of hys being able to feel the deep extent of her want, the want she hides so well, upon hys fingertips and hys tongue. She thinks quickly that she is grateful, although be it innately, for their anonymous public rendezvous. Yet she wonders if hy can feel the intense scrutiny of her eyes upon hym? And before she can prepare herself for the answer, she is hit full force with the intensity of hys gaze, and sees the passion, the want, and the abandon reflected clearly there. The intensity coming from hym courses painfully through her body, straight to the parts that know exactly how hy would feel buried deep inside her. She hears a clearing of a throat, and quickly turns her attention back to her friends, only to have it stolen again by this stranger. And she realizes much too regretfully that this "reoccurring problem" will not be ignored, or be so quickly dismissed, as hy makes hys way towards her. Hy leans down and whispers in a silky, deep timbred voice " Meet me in the park when you are through with mindless babble, and be sure to come alone" as hy shoots a cold look to her companions. As hy walks away, she is left awash in a flood of desire and need held back by the blush that spreads across her face.
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10-04-2013, 08:06 PM
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Fragments (stuff I never finished):
Dance in passion with me
Like flames of the fire, like the sand and the sea ______________ Speak to my body, caress my mind Will you do it every time? _____________ I have known you I have seen you I have loved you I have dreamed you
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10-05-2013, 08:13 PM
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3/14/2005
"Ikuma (Fire)"
Fire Raced up my spine when I saw you saunter by Fire Stoked between my thighs when I knew I had caught your eye Fire Ignited your smile as you continued to look Fire Consuming me while with deft movements, my desire you took Fire Warming me from inside as you fill me with more and more of you Fire Scorching as my need for you grew Fire Blazed across my skin as you laid the leather across my skin Fire Burned in your eyes, reflecting the fire within Fire Raged as you made me your own Fire Unlike any other I have ever known
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10-05-2013, 08:19 PM
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Written 2004
I want to hold you
hold you in the moonlight hold you on wind swept plains hold you here like this forever I want to kiss you kiss you from sun up to sun down kiss you from head to toe kiss you like I have never kissed anyone before I want to feel you feel you in every fibre of my being, in every cell feel you in my heart, my soul, and in my body feel you right here beside me I want to touch you touch you like the wind on your face touch you like the sun in your hair touch you like only a lover can I want to make you make you wild and free make you alive with desire make you mine I want to break you break you down to passion break you down to desire break you free from your own constraints I want to love you love you with all that is in me love you for all eternity love just you
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10-05-2013, 10:33 PM
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Written today with someone in mind
The weight of the world
Lays heavy Upon my weary shoulders They say, “Made your bed, now lie in it.” But This Cannot be my bed For, my bed Is a place of red hot desires Yes, Twisted sheets The smell of passion Clinging longingly to the fabric Yet, This place Is devoid Of any emotion Any spark And sadly resembles A barren landscape Frigid Cold How I long for something else Something different A gentle touch upon my taut skin A melting kiss upon my parched lips A look of barely restrained hunger Yet, sadly this IS my bed And I must lie in it Alone As I have for time too long
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10-07-2013, 03:44 PM
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Written 3/17/2005
Juxtapose for rhyme and reason
You linger on my mind, such a sexy, dangerous treason How do you rise in me such desire? Why do I burn for you, consumed with this raging fire? Left longing for something beyond my reach To the gods I will beseech From the hourglass of time, one grain of sand To hold you within my heart, my hand
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10-07-2013, 03:46 PM
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3/21/2005
"Raven"
Looking into the lightning of your eyes I see pure, raw emotion without disguise Come to me raven, come on darkened wing Come to me raven, come to me and sing I tenderly wipe away the rain of your tears My thunderous kiss removes all your fears Come to me raven, come on darkened wing Come to me raven, come to me and sing My breath on your skin stirs you deep to your soul's core Let me have the feather of your heart and together we can soar Come to me raven, come on darkened wing Come to me raven, come to me and sing Let my fiery mouth kiss your untamed soul Spread your wings raven, make your fallen angel whole Come to me raven, come on darkened wing Come to me raven, come to me and sing
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10-07-2013, 08:28 PM
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Renga attempt # 2
What I wouldn't give
Give to see you See you naked, exposed Exposed to my eyes My eyes look Look to where my hands lay Lay with me tonight Tonight I take you You deeply fill me Fill me to the edge Edge of reason, edge of passion Passion the only thing I feel I feel you in every inch of me Every inch of me wants you Wants you to know Know that you are beautiful Beautiful you are in the moonlight In the moonlight your body lies naked Naked and arched Arched into me Into me I feel I feel you delve Delve into my depths Depths yet left undiscovered Undiscovered, hidden Hidden in the depths of my heart In the depths of my heart lies a passion A passion that burns Burns me whole Whole you make me Make me sigh Sigh and moan your name Your name rolls from my tongue My tongue running Running up your inner thigh Your inner thigh tantalizing Tantalizing and erotique Erotique thoughts fill me Fill me with you You my love My love endless Endless are the sensations Sensations ravage your body Your body presses into me Into me you push Push me over into madness Madness it is It is me wanting you Wanting you to take me and make me Make me scream with want Want consumes Consumes both Both you and I You and I tangled Tangled in a passionate embrace Embrace me forever
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10-07-2013, 08:29 PM
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Written 2004
"Passionate Release: Part I"
Passion Overwhelming passion Desire Pumping and coursing through veins Becoming a raging river A heatbeat Pounding an archaic rhythm Tattooing The inside of the chest Inside exists only passion Pure Unadultered passion Burning the heart That passion creates An acidic flavour At the back of the throat Eating away at reason Like Thousands of termites to wood This passion so strong Almost Taste it Almost Reach out Grasp it in your hand
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10-07-2013, 08:32 PM
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Nine Shades (Written 2005)
Nine shades of darkness enfold me
I look to the shadows, longing to appease the ache inside All I find is frustration, for the wanting will not abate I beg my soul, my heart, my reason to stand defiant of the need But the only thing that can save me is my surrender to this sensation And in a gesture of defeat, I release my grip and fall into the abyss Falling, becoming consumed by passion
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