Rare Meat

When it’s right, it’s right
When nothing is lacking…
When the attraction is truly mutual
That’s when the magic happens
Lust becomes desire
Desire becomes passion
Passion becomes love
You are a rare man
You talk the talk and walk the walk
Smart, sexy, gorgeous….
You…and your (insert ‘rhymes with walk’ here)
Mmmm…yes! Your meat in particular
Yep, I’m talking testicular…
A model-perfect penis, sliding between us
Takes me high, all the way to Venus
If there was an election
The winner would be your erection!
You have never failed to satisfy
Always hard, always ready
I have asked you how? Why?
You say it’s me
Us and our alchemy
But I know it’s just you
And you have been blessed
With a perfect pleasure tool
I’m grateful, I’m no fool
I show my appreciation and adoration
Even from a different nation
You are the very best! I’ve forgotten all the rest
Thankyou! A million times…Thankyou!!!!
For making all of my fantasies…
Become realities
I love you Beast

Frozen With You

Your safe hands
Pulling my pin, exploding my sin
Gliding along, nothing is wrong
Your fingertips…tip and finger
So slowly they linger
Memorizing the figure of my speech
Of my body, of my…beseech
The way she twirls, curls
And oh my! Those swirls…
Past becomes present, tensing
As if the world could really stop
Frozen in time, frozen with you

That Might Be The One

I like it, I love it.
How you feel, Inside and out.
The response shuddering forth,
In my mind no doubt.
A little death?
Well, we all die.
But it’s not the dying,
It’s how we live our life.
I live mine,
As you live yours.
The perfect pair,
Two love whores.
Watching, learning,
Feeling our way.
Needing, yearning,
Wanting our next day.
For that might be the one,
Our forever, to stay.
That might be the one,
When we don’t fly away.

Flames in your eyes

A forest could burn about us,
I’d only see the flames in your eyes.
I’d only feel one source of heat,
There between your thighs.
Mountains could shake and fall,
I’d only feel my love for you.
Strange is our love,
How we are both moved.
For nature holds no candle,
She couldn’t ever hold.
For this world has no more beauty,
Than yours to which I’m sold.
A forest could burn about us,
I’d only see the flames in your eyes.
And it’s there looking deeply,
That I could burn and die.

Days

Some days we’re distant, so far away.

Some days we’re near, feels like we could play.

Some days are hard, so very lonely,

Some days are easy, like your here with me.

Some days we’re just waiting to die,

Some days we’ve waited and take to flight.

Today is a day that I feel far away,

But I’m not worried cos tomorrow will come and we will play.