May 31, 2012

 

 

He looked at she

She looked at he.

No words needed.

After so long together

they knew each other

inside out.

 

 

May 29, 2012

 

 

The wanting

The yearning

The build up

The urgency

The happening

The relief

The sleep

 

 

May 20, 2012

 

 

To yearn and not touch

And appear free from lust

Is an improbability

 

To love unconditionally

And not experience hurt

Is an impossibility

 

 

 

 

What she lacked in education

She made up for in humour.

She was young and exciting

As graceful as a puma

So tall and energetic.

So powerfully beguiling.

He knew he couldn’t contain her

But for a while she had him smiling.

 

 

May 18, 2012

 

 

He loved her like there was no tomorrow

And maybe that is the most honest form of love

To take the moment as it presents itself

To seize the opportunity

To not ask questions and therefore remove all guilt.

But as with every high point, a low must follow

And then comes the abyss

 

May 15, 2012

 

 

She was a virgin of her own choosing.

Not yet deflowered.

A fortress of protection,

or maybe a sexual coward?

An heiress of un-trodden sand.

Her body a temple

A shrine

A wonderland of undiscovered treasure

And only she held the key in her hand

 

 

 

May 14, 2012

 

 

Go away, you are much too young for me,

You’re asking for trouble, so best leave things be.

It’s fun to flirt, until someone gets hurt

So please, just go away from me.

 

I know older women you find more appealing,

You say they make love with a lot more feeling.

I know you’re passionate, I’ve heard you talk

But for your sake now – little boy –just walk!

 

I felt it the first time I held your hand,

That sexual attraction, that nobody planned.

So I’m begging you to just leave through that door,

As I’m finding this feeling so hard to ignore!

 

Please go now, you’re just too much to resist,

I’ve known it ever since the first time we kissed.

But if in your mind you’re really quite certain,

Then you go upstairs, whilst I draw the curtain….

 

 

 

 

May 8, 2012

 

 

The man in the mask has a certain charm

Who will tonight be on his arm?

The lady in crimson dances by

Will she catch his eye?

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can’t go back there

The pain is too great

That was then, this is now

So don’t dangle the bait.

 

 

May 3, 2012

 

 

Over the gallops, romping away

Young and carefree, no one to betray

 

Approaching the hurdles, landing with ease

Not needing the whip for a little tease

 

Over the moon, jumping for joy

Captured the love of a special boy

 

 

 

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