You are written on my skin Your fingers as a pen Allow the flow of your ink to me You may not feel love But it moves right through Each touch an indelible imprint of you Yet the skin alone can’t hold the tattoo Like water finds a level you run To permeate … Continue reading Written on my Skin
Category: Poetry
Sun & Moon
You are the sun I am the moon I reflect the light That shines from you Return your heart To brightest truth Scatter four winds And into blue Gold flows through This lustre won’t fade Simply connect up To ride the wave Then ground your fire Through my flesh Into the earth … Continue reading Sun & Moon
I Saw Her
I kept away Though I longed to see The woman who shares Your life I could have gone Any time, though You don’t want me to See your wife ‘She’s my build With dark hair And fringe’ My friend told me before But she’s more round And sullen Not so pretty as … Continue reading I Saw Her
Pan
If Pan walked the earth He would be you Pure of nature Firm and true Sexy, light, dark Animal and man With a musical heart. Cloven hooves Protect you on high From working roofs Twixt earth and sky Far up there To soar and shine Your light comes forth As though divine. Part … Continue reading Pan
Solstice Fire
The flames lick the wood As I taste your food The meal you give to nurture me To fill me with your energy The touch to float me out of we Together free monotony The fire burns on blackened gnarl Your light golden in me now These licking flames intensely bold In white heat … Continue reading Solstice Fire
Glow
He was fine Until I glowed Sun shines white Before I know Its heat inside I glow Your heat inside I glow I speak of you I glow Over again I glow Scorched by fire I glow Before you I glow Above you I glow Beneath you I glow All for you I … Continue reading Glow
Turmoil
Turmoil I wake in the morning and you are there; I work in the daytime, you are there still. The evening a repeat, there you are; The night, oh help! No respite. I wake again and it’s you; How is this possible? I flail and sigh and stroke myself, the days go by and still … Continue reading Turmoil
Playing with fire
I wrote this for T in August 2018. It's about our first liaison together in June. When I shared it with him, he was concerned that I was falling in love with him. He was right to be concerned, but I didn't let on.... Playing with Fire For years you sat across the room And … Continue reading Playing with fire
