"The Beat"
.
I cannot believe this.
You. Near me.
Your arms around my neck.
The warmth of you
invading me,
caressing me.
Your lips near mine
They, in a slow dance of their own
Closer. Above. Farther. Below.
.
I cannot believe this,
Sliding against each other,
oh, so gently
to the soft music.
Our hands clasped.
Holding on. Letting go.
Finger tips touching,
caressing, clasping.
.
I cannot believe this.
The being for my soul
Here, before me
Near my heart
Heart pounding
Hearts pounding
To a new beat
The beat of the music
We forever will dance to.
.
"Cold Sand"
.
I must rebuke your torment.
The soles of your feet.
Your copper skin,
on that lucky beach blanket.
I turn away,
and walk on the cold sand.
My sweater keeps me warm.
.
.
"Paradise Being"
.
What is the poetry
in our nakedness.
Curves of infinite beauty.
Curves that go on forever.
Paradise Being.
We are flesh
Hungry for contact
with our infinite beauty.
Infinity with no bounds.
Unbound beauty
reaches out.
Creating anatomical poetry.
Neurons ablaze.
Unifying to be!
Unifying to feel!
Filling the hunger,
the longing
for
being paradise.
.
.
"Sleep Dream"
.
Tender is the warm night
My dreams take me to you.
I link to your soul
through your gaze
of unadulterated love & passion,
And our warm bodies
hold our hearts
in blissful tenderness.
.
Our entangled extremities
softly move over skin,
soft, quivering.
Our sounds become a symphony
interrupted by drumbeats,
interrupted by vocal cord vibrations,
interrupted by explosions in our minds
.
--your tight grasp and tugs
launch us both
into the great abyss of pleasure.
.
At the bottom, our mattress
breaks our fall
and we sleep.
.
.
"Not Forever"
.
I've tongued you,
and lusted after you,
and kissed every speck of you,
and laughed with you,
and laughed at you,
and held you,
and hugged you,
and screamed at you,
and loved you,
and will love you,
for my ever .....
a scintilla of time.
Not forever.
.