Category: Poetry

Searching for a sensation,

something that will last- a warm memory

to withstand the cold distant past.

Yet this is the known;

warm bodies apart

fantasies unfulfilled

a jagged edge through

an already broken heart.

Self-pity evolved through

self pleasure, only

until the aching

realization of desperate loneliness

settles in

And the desire

to feel is starving

once again.

Urgent Yearning

I want to feel your breasts

Against my chest

While I’m deep inside you

Breath hot on my neck

As my member touches

That sweet spot deep inside of you

Hands clinched on ass, grinding teeth

Me telling you I dont think I’ll last

Sloppy wet sounds abound in our ears,

You moan and hold on, for you too

Are near.

And then when crash together like the

The thunderous rush of waves

Upon the seashore, calling each other’s name as the electricity drains from our core– and we’re left spent and sweaty,

Have refreshed our love once more.

I Had You

Sprawled across my bed,
Smothered in the serenity the secret of
Night provided.
Your knees craddlig your head
I slipped in and divided
Vertical lips so warm a soft
Pulsing pressure building, you arent able
To hide it–
Eyes closed but I can see youre excited.
Aloft in space and time, thighs slap against cheeks
Each deep stroke reminds you that I am
yours and you are mine.
Your pleasure unfolds, gurgling words
gushing from your mouth, as hand
works in sync with penis own south.
In unison our climaxes collide, eyes
locked in panting passion-we have
no reason to hide.

-Charlie

Simply Beautiful

I think of you,

and like a butterfly dancing

on the wings of the wind

my heart flutters.

Your face is a concoction

of beauty.

That girlish smile,

mixed with the twinkle in your eyes,

wrapped up in skin so silky,

those lips succulent and soft.

Your soul is so strong, confident, and gentle.

I think of you and

I am compelled to smile.

Persistence

Let the chips
Fall where chance
And gravity willed
His love for her
Was warm and persistent, cool
And kind like a beverage chilled
Forbidden by time and
Circumstance,
He confessed heartfelt emotions
Amidst so much commotion, and
Though slowed down, his love
Lumbered with locomotion.
-SpKn

Inconspicuous

Tears welled up
Behind copacetic eyes
All smiles and high fives
Yet inside there’s a man who
Just wants to cry and hide
From these ugly dark things, he
Can’t help but feel
Are they made up or can it be
These emotions are real?
Is all love lost, or with effort can
His heart be healed?
Tears stay stuck behind those battered
Eyes
His heart yells silently, stuck here
He knows he’ll die violently.
-SpkN

Eloquent Kisses

Ever so eloquent you stand with your back to me
Quick as a kitten, silent as a whisper
I entangle you in a warm embrace, my lips attack your neck
You push against me, melting into the strength of my arms.
My lips finish their gentle assault and softly
I say, “I love you.”

Axed

I am finally alone and in my head. Like looking around a room with familiar walls but unfamiliar furnishings. I do not know these thoughts. This is my space, I should feel at home instead of a lost voyager drowning in a sea of unspoken creativity.
It is a stuffy place to be, with no mirrors to show reflections of me, no windows to let in what I need to breathe. How can this be? Who took an ax to the root(s) of my tree—I had named her Life and Longevity.
I want to tell you world, that I turned 32 today, but no leaves of reflection can fall, this breeze sneaking through my window, tickling my toes, melodies cascading through my headphones—yeah I am 32 today, and for the first time in quite a while I am in my dome, reshuffling, reclaiming it as my own.

Break

In the midnight rain
Fast feet stepped and
Stomped—busy perfection
To blue notes.
Wind whipping through
Raggedy coats,
Wet hair clasped
Around bare throats.
Dancing feet reacquainted
With the concrete
Under a tearful sky
Sharing her sorrow
But only at midnight.
–SpkN