Does it

Does it feel as good to you?

The knowledge that you’re desired.

The fact that someone craves your touch.

That he needs to feel your fire.

Does it fill your heart with joy?

Knowing he loves you with his whole being.

That he cannot wait for the next day and the next.

He understands what you mean.

Does it blow your mind my love?

That I know you feel it too.

That we are equal in all our needs.

That we love each other as we do.

I’m looking to October

I miss your touch,
Your smooth sweet skin.
I miss our time,
Our carnal sin.
I’m looking to October,
To soothe my soul.
I’m looking to October,
To make me whole.
Nothing and no-one,
Can do what you do,
No-one else could ever give me you.
I miss your taste,
Your aroma I love.
I can’t wait for October,
I can’t come fast enough.

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