Ghost leaves stirring on the trees Shifting in the gentle breeze. A brittle reminder before the freeze Of the winter that is to come.   Early in the year they were green Bright and vibrant, oh so clean Shimmering with a fragile sheen Pristine in…

Gorgeous town built into a rock Your images I see make me lusty. This desire is more than sex I long to melt into your open arms To be locked in your warm embrace Just as you’re welded into the rock My tourist spirit craves…

Once upon a time A sage came to the royal court There with a thief fearful face The thief bowed his head, before the prince Sage pointed out the thief What is your sin It’s not my offense It’s only the dog’s misdeed Only the dog…

There it stands But not really It’s a tree without legs A rootless tree A rare sight in wild Something that shouldn’t survive Yet still it does and thrives Showing off a crown of lush green But how and why? Something that’s so beyond reason?…

I desire you Lay with me Is that possible? I want you to take control of me Is that forbidden in this world? Consume my drool Yes I’m your fool If you allow me to be I surrender as your swaddled girl Girded by your…

That thing, give it to me, please Your shiny clicky click-clack The faceted rock I want to squeeze A precious stone, your plastic jewels, Give them to me now. Or I’ll shoot? I’ll shoot. I need the shinies, the pretties To put them in my…

bliss after another wonderful very physical session we lie back staring up so much star-staring he’s talking of course telling me his crazy dreams  & i feel as see-through & light as the skeletal filaments of a leaf left too long on the tree only…

Someone Patterns of longings dissolves in her loosened hairs Hour 15 @varenyas

Once upon a time, specifically, in the 1930s, on the upper west side of Manhattan, there was a candy store. It was your basic soda fountain/candy store of the day – egg creams, malts, ice cream sodas, newspapers, chic-o-stick, chunky, milky way, and an assortment…

Added, Grotesque herald, His invading entity, Trespassed on my vocation, Burning. Dancing, Flames amber, Joy at donations, Charity in bodily form, Blazing. Blazing, Skin crackling, Fingers as candelabra, Putrid flesh-soaked alcohol, Fitting.