Just the way we need it

When I’m high on love, because you’re high above…

And it’s making my small-mind rain in the fall
My secrets pulsing-wet in my panties
Will you see me as I am?
In front of you, but not really there
So full of liquid anticipation
Squeezing, stroking 
Just the way you like it
Just the way you need it
It’s me….you’ve been thinking
Me…that will soon be drinking
And then you arrive
And I know I will survive
Because distance is no longer our demarcation
On this very short vacation…
And you’re intoxicated on lusty-expectation 
So am I
Slurring to my knees
Just the way I like it
Just the way I need it
Your paralyzer
Your breadth-a-lies-her
Now blow!
Blow Daddy….
I’ll always give you more than a point-oh (hell yeah!…I) 8 (it)

You have heart-shaped lips

You held me against your mouth,

Tasting my soft bittersweet love

How can I explain the joy?

What words could possibly describe…

You, my beautiful boy?

Born with lips like a heart

You’ve come into my world

And stolen mine❤️

You are a piece of sweet ginger candy

And you make me altogether randy

I am in physical agony without you

When you are inside my body…

To put it simply: I am the happiest I have ever been in my entire life

Ohhhh…my sweet, sexy, bearded poet…

Leaving you in Seattle

Has given me a rattle

And my mind went into battle

I am addicted to you!

How did you think I would handle…

Getting just a small taste of you…

And then having to leave??????

I feel like a blown out candle

I have fallen down, and not gracefully

Spiralled, in the most un-prettiest of fashion

Fuck this! I don’t want to have to ration!!

That Special Place

Before us lies an invisible bridge

And our fingertips are like little periscopes

Breaking the surfaces

That lay between us

Poking up for clarity

We finger for our pathway…

And you spread my thighs open

To the point of cracking

And we could both see inside

Into those places you like to hide,

Those places you like to ride…

Crossing to me, I cross to you

And with one touch, one trace

We knew love in that special place

Just a little diddle

The useless method of my valor

My body was bow-ing…

As I was looking out the window at bow-ing

Trying to get off, in time with those take-offs

A hangar there, a hangar here

Coming out of your closet…

That folded shirt

An un-wrinkle in time

That shows your checkered past

That story about how you are built-to-last

Only you can go the distance

Only you can finish this race

But…

My panties are there to be used

To cushion the flow, and capture your blow

My body is your body

Damn right I’m naughty

Speaking in my riddle

And all the while…

I’m still craving just a little…

Diddle

Until it becomes holy

It’ll never feel like this again

We can try, but it won’t

Pretty and eyes-to-eyes

Our secrets, without their disguise

The inspiration for greatness

Propels us forward

And we run into the streets!

And we play under our sheets!

Making believe in the world’s auditorium

Only you, only me…

And our near-perfect fantasy

Hold me close…hold me like that

Like it’s real, like you mean it

Softly, and slowly…

Until it becomes holy