Breakfast is served

Eat me

Drink me

Smell me

Savour me

Devour my every particle

Integrate me into your universe

So I can be your star and your satellite

Tickle me

Lick me

Finger me

Fuck me

So I can overflow

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Babes & Beaches

to

behold

azure waters

mending with skies

temperatures rising still

burnt orange palettes

a tropical enclave

of sensuality

and sex

here

women

frolic in the

waters bare breasted

nipples hardened by thoughts

of erect members diving

head first into their

sacred gardens

of bodily

desire

to

behold

such a site

would make a

grown man cry tears

of joy knowing he’s unworthy

of witnessing such magic

for it is only women

that may partake

in this ritual of

love and

sex

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Human

emerging from the clouds
the energy boy peers
below the clear layers of existence,
tiny hearts beating
he understands
why others break the rule
to observe
to document
don't do it, they say
never shifting
yet here he stands,
frenetic scribbling
desperately deciphering
their erratic thoughts and unnerving actions
he cries, remembering how it felt
to be human

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Hot Haikus

daddy’s little slut
whispers that make my legs shake
until we come together

 

when i touch myself
warm lips uncontrollable
even angels cry

 

forever ready
pounding away till night’s end
your faithful strap on

 

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Lover Art

I haven’t yet told you 
that I want
to etch you
into my memory
the canvas
my mind
the tools
my erotic charge
painting
every inch
of your sleeping body

Feet first
each toe traced
meticulously
“Lilith, the Science of lover painting.”

Blush is your skin
a bowl of milk
with a single
drop of blood

engrave the touch
my hands
firm muscles
buckling legs
a curious look
your lower back

Your sigh
fingers
rounded cheeks
pause
just a moment
leave a mark
teeth

Supple
stomach
kisses
like butterflies
forever
in my soul

Your breasts
complete
my dainty hands
warm
voluptuous
perfect storm
sensual witchery

Hard
the grip
my throat
you tell me
daddy
teaches
lessons

I haven’t yet told you
the star pupil
of the paintings
in my mind
someday
on display

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