Bliss

Bliss

Adorably caught, hushed pleas for secrecy

shushed whispers justifying her presence there

in my bed unbidden, uninvited welcome anyway

where are your clothes I ask like a fool because

I only care that she lies the naked in my bed

desires scream merrily along blood rushing to my head

aroused her whole body smiles up at me

I feel the returning grin spread open my soul

finding bliss below me I dive down deep into her desire

giggles tickling me with wisps of feminine fairy fire

 

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The Band

Drumbeats drumming bang

cymbals clash, triangles clang

boots marching, that banded gang

in tandem almost random

music played, songs sung- sang

pounding in time, legs striding

thighs flashing, movement sublime

 arms blurred in motion drumsticks

flicks slick tips snapping tapping

heartbeats in step with their feet

hands clap

time to go

you should know

smiles teeth white

pristine red uniform flap

disappearing into night

The girls' cheer

the band isn't there.

Masculate Femininity

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Should a woman be the island
that my cliche drowns trying to swim to?
Should a tired excuse be all there is
for a man like me to resay
as if there is nothing else
new to state, obviously?
Oblivious, I dream of drowning
watching the Gaean safe
haven vanish into the darkness
as I die a victimless
crime down into
the dark abyss
of my own
ignorance of
all I was trying to save by being the man
I wanted to be.

March 9th 2018