Way and Symphony

To lower my head to you Palms underneath Careful as picking a lock Kisses salt mixed with  Your wetness  Bathe you there Seeking locus Frequency  Symphony of you Find and sing it with me Into being Bring you home to me Then arrange  Raise Find my way home  In my own sweetly powerful Way 

In night’s bitter watches

Do not mistake My quiet for gentility My manners are camouflage To disguise the beast That lives beneath This skin I am capable Of the sweetest fury To extend the control I have To you. Pout and tell me how mean I am but I see the light in your eyes How you long for … Continue reading In night’s bitter watches

to be broken in a perfumed garden

I want To break you Not from cruelty Or weakness But from a want Strong as gravity. Even in passing, The urge you inspire Makes my paws heavy Ready to grasp you close Pull your hair, Tease and dishevel you A rambunctious glorious play. Belly laughter and bruises, Red stripes of flesh like tiger markings, … Continue reading to be broken in a perfumed garden

A Deep Kiss

oh how My will Seeks expression Through your flesh My lips And tongue would Kiss my intentions Into the damp, warm Places of you Drink each glistening Drop  My hands would Compose hymns To the divine With each pinch Stroke Sliding them slow Exploring the  Throb of your  Need and calling It into the air … Continue reading A Deep Kiss

As you walk across the room.

Photo by Andre Moura on Pexels.com The sight of you In motion Giving voice To the divine Feminine Calling through The bland cream of Culture To the primal masculine Stripping me of empty Words filling the void With animal laughter The curves Draw out the divine drug Of lust and like the lupine tides Of … Continue reading As you walk across the room.

A violent imagination

Photo by Aidan Roof on Pexels.com I sit, at a deskWalk through a parkSmiling to passersbyIn my head though,Oh god, in my headYou’re beautifully dishevelledGlowing with sweat,Raised up, put on a pedestal,Glistening with filthYou taste so delightful in my head todayDarling, I respect youWhich is why I’m man enoughTo give you what you need.And as … Continue reading A violent imagination