Cascade

In the midst of morning falling
calling quick as stars are fading
The curtains call to one and all
whose hearts are serenading
Sleep must come to wrap us soft
in blankets of our choosing
as bodies twist and turn to yearn
for time is all we're losing
Gained in moments rapture
meant to capture love cascading
Lips that burn as sands do churn
through hourglass unfading
Tilt to turn it over
travel time relive each minute
thankful for the morning falling
stalling just to have you in it.

Satisfaction Of Distraction

Coming rush our heat created
lips pressed tight and skin is burning
satisfaction of distraction
in the shade your cheeks are turning
Ticking clock is now my rival
stand not watch and turn your eye
make it clear unwelcomed here
as sands go sifting by
Enraptured by a moments kiss
can't miss the seconds passing
simply mine embrace entwine
upon your waves and crashing
Burning hot with racing thought
dig nails in for attention
answered back as teeth exact
the words we fail to mention
Spinning fast is time unknowing
growing tension now in sync
satisfaction of distraction
seems we two are on the brink
Battle ground of mouth to mouth
now cheek to cheek we're turning
coming rush and heat's created
lips are tight and skin is burning

The Sound of Souls Connecting

Justified we're vindicated
complicated yet the same
washed anew by feelings you
give life to entertain
Certainty in passing
still to touch through sharing glances
Caring not for minutes caught
indulging our romances
Safety found in common ground
on islands of redemption
beau-tied pools endowed to you
deep diving my attention
still I implore in wanting more
than lustful pleasures breed
breathing only by your breath
in death to super-cede
Complete and lost in our submission
competition all are bested
to the victor go the spoils
in that I'm fully vested
Time to age is justice done
as souls connect and hearts remain
washed anew by feelings you
give life to entertain.

Drink Of You A Million Hues

Fiery passion seems to fashion
streaking comets of desire
Eyes shut tight to dim the light
of fury's burning fire
Intertwined as night designs
come softly blues to blacks
In your arms discussing charms
while lying on our backs
Sweetened taste to rock the race
mixed swift with salty skin
Holding hips with fingertips
driving up and diving in
Waters deep yet shallow
swallowed up and made to swim
passion seems to fashion
eyes shut tight with lights to dim
Drink of you as lovers do
yet full no not this fire
Sliding to a fevered pitch
to which our hearts aspire
Skin again comes crashing
streaking comets slide to stop
burning just like breathing
leaving lips to stay on top
Pushed beyond exhaustion
embodied soulful explanation
passion flashing in your eyes
through coming revelation

Tailored By Time

Til time reminds of love's embrace
your heart I take to task
Careful from the eyes of some
succumb to thoughts I mask
Separate now and time is slowing
yet in knowing not in action
taste and touch is not enough
til coming satisfaction
Guarded heart to longing spark
speak volumes to my passion
fuel the flame that never tames
this wave upon you crashing
Forced into a hot exchange
came hope and desperation
heated breath upon the ears
of fiery aspiration
Moments lent are days now spent
on conscious recollection
wind my kiss upon your neck
your soul in eyes reflection
A second more your lips adore
match crimson on my face
careful come from eyes of some
til time for love's embrace

My Soul Is In Your Keeping

Curving lines define creation
in summation's definition
of stunning replication
by elation's repetition
To each the others lover
equal parts come crash deliver
sinners to salvation
flame to burn like spine to shiver
Night found us 'guising guilty
rising wilt to flowered bloom
curving lines of definition
in remission mine consumed
Burning hot, remorse unwanted
haunted not by this occasion,
Except to feel that burn reveal
my reason for creation.

A Midnight Taste Of Passion

Tension building to relation
revelation in your knowing
southward burning and I'm learning
pressure mounts and still it's growing
Force it down and sink to swallow
hollow thoughts are passion made
to depths of love's discretion
this impressioned serenade
A song goes sung as words just hum
the pounding pulse of passion
always knew these thoughts of you
come true to life imagine
Lower goes those tempting throes
each measured marked and kissed
one upon a beating heart
the next on moving hips
Breath quick come hard and gasping
grasping sheets as waves are flowing
tension building to relation
revelation in your knowing