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Ripples

A tear touched the still surface
Ripples began to spread
I forced my hand against the motion
to stop the ripples from reaching the edge

Shed unexpectedly without thought
Nonetheless recognized - again
Not wanting the tear to move or flow
wishing it to be buried and drowned unseen

The wave rose and crested
Falling hard upon the sands of loss
Grimacing with bared teeth
The pain slipped and fell in the wet sand

Pebbles beneath worn shoes
Find their way into holes in the heart
Sharing past lives lived in sun filled days
Undefined measures of time tossed

Touch when unaccustomed, burns
Skin tender and bruised with mistrust
A hand extends to grasp another outstretched
Find the gesture was given to another

The tear would not be stopped
Ripples spread with rapid steps
Dashed now against the edge
A bowl of water inches deep

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Author, depression, Reflections, When the Muse Strikes

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Youth ~ Haiku

bittersweet the taste

impatient raging hormones

lost virginity

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Reflections, Uncategorized

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Summer ~ Haiku

gossamer tendrils
float lightly on broad shoulders
seafoam caresses

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Reflections

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Found

to be heard when the words have lost their music
and every breath rails against the air

to be seen when the light has lost its brilliance
and the edges dull and blur

to be held close when the wind begins to howl
and the storm reaches the shore

is to be remembered when the road dead ends
is to be loved for evermore

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Reflections

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Thrift Shop ~ Haiku

Pin pricked leather soles
Worn pieces of overcoat
Secondhand treasures

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When the Muse Strikes

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Predilection

A word accepted
catapults ever toward
distant empty thought

Halls of hollow steps
march bitterly on trampled
linoleum dirt

Little room of quiet
padded window frames open
glassless lidless eyes

Steel bed of desire
cold guise of fragrant mercy
never fails to shed…a predilection for death

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Reflections

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Consummation (NC17)

Fingers reach to brush the crest
of hardened nipples on silken chests,
and warm is the touch of flesh on flesh.

Voices meet in darkened spaces
to share secret dark erotic wishes,
and soft is the sound of a whispered yes.

Mouths open and breath sits still
on lively tongues wet saliva spilled,
and sweet is the taste of the driven kiss.

Bold eyes lock and stare
with unspoken words that fill the air,
and glorious is the sight of naked passion.

Bodies ache and arch unbidden
as they move to determined rhythm,
and driven is the crescendoed obsession.

Possessed by our desired cage
accepting the fate of our majestic rage,
and blissful is the prurient surrender.

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Author, Reflections, When the Muse Strikes

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Cyberlover

Cyber dots on spidery webs
conceal the truth,
tempting you to believe
there is more

Wanting the words to continue
believing in the mystery,
succumbing absently
to the overkill

The distance closed by a thread
of words typed on white,
endless margins of
fragrant backgrounds

Colored music notes
of ecstasy touch,
lie hidden behind cyber dots
on spidery webs

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When the Muse Strikes

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Emanation (Adult -NC17)

Bodies lust painted
Shimmering puddles of semen
Resplendent armor

Bonded lovers cry
Vocal chords strained weary
Night sings triumphant

Spent dicks faltering
Savoring sweet effusion
A twitch on a thread

Glancing beneath sheets
Moan stains on crimson passion
Lost words of pleasure

Clinging hands hasten
Clutching retreating biceps
Sated and content

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When the Muse Strikes

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The Grave

Youth spent full
hard with force,
grasping greedily
awakes a beast

Gravity feeds the body
sips and bites,
slowly over time
becoming a feast

Ravenous feeder
drinking heavily,
coveting more openly
shyness ceased

Dirt patches of
sun-washed leather,
burrowed deep to
watch death released

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Reflections

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