Wrap your roused flesh, wrap it around mine.
Move at an erotic tempo, lustfully kept in time.
Infidelity in a synchronous fashion.
Beat out every ounce of pent up passion.
Til crescendo cums, a chorus screamed aloud.
Duet in sinful secrecy, yet scored loud and proud.
Ooze our lust o’er sex ridden sheets.
And hum to the tune that we still discreetly keep.
Waiting my turn, waiting for night
Another hot flash rips me apart
Better sex, better everything…
My body is ablaze!
It’s a true midlife crisis!
A 911, with no place to call
The earth suddenly shook
And I wondered if it was my ancestors
Rolling in their graves
Turning their backs
Away from me
From what I’m doing…
I’m still going to wait
For my turn,
For the night
Middle age, sometimes it feels like a cage
But when I’m with you Beast, I feel free❤️
Summer is hard when you live as we do.
A summer in secrecy hidden from view.
People about us all and every day.
But we find ourselves begging them please go away.
Summer is waning and drifting to fall.
At last our time comes.
And we’ll answer its calls.
Out of the blue
Into the black
My skin peels
That IS the way it feels
Promises are vows
Splintering, snapping, cracking in half
How much longer can I lie here…
With my hands tied behind my back?
The pills keep getting bigger and bigger to swallow
Me, myself, and I are the only ones left to wallow…
Tonight, I will try it again…
Timing the moment
I’ll come face to face with my God
I’ve so much to be forgiven for
Down here on my knees
Down here on my floor