Fire

he comes today to play with fire
embraced as he was by richest airs
that fuelled the flames of his desires
burning away all of the cares
which innocent propriety
set in his conscience deep
but now in thoughts incendiary
his better angels weep
for today he comes to play with fire
lit of a passion’s demon’s spark
to see him tossed upon a pyre
so tumescent in the dark
that never will this fire abate
until he is with her flames sated.

The Sea’s Tryst

the deep’s cold passion crashes
foam thrust upon the virgin sand
an ocean of desires
spreading over waiting land
which succumbs and glistens
willingly
as each new moon is born
until their tryst is over
and ebbs once, come the morn

Baptism

my thoughts baptismal
as I slip into her warmth
and cry out god’s name

The Dream Of Catallus

she awaits the dove
and the essence that he brings
her hips open to greet him
as she’s taken on the wing
pure white feathers fall
and kiss her naked form
to sweet sounds emanating
in the blue before the dawn

The Swell

my eyes closed
I can hear the ocean
communing with the rocks
the crashing climax
of a hundred moons
and my thoughts turn inward
to where she swells
to where her lust
for landfall dwells
it is there
I seek my solace
within her maelstrom

Snuff Out The Light

snuff out the light
let darkness drip
warm upon your skin
and stifle thoughts of day
for this night is ours
and in it come
our red dreams
out to play

Sculpture

her flesh is sculpted
in lines of tactile patterns
yearning for his touch

deli bal (unfinished verse)

I tasted honey from her lips
and into a madness did I slip
of sweetest expectation
this living nectar in me burned
all reason and regret was spurned
to free desire beyond intoxication

thus did a dream breathe into form
and from my beating heart was torn
ancient instincts too long dormant held,
among wild rhododendron groves
to waiting passions were we behoved
to submit as our fired hunger swelled

Salammbo

I am as serpent fired
servent to mine own desires
in dreaming of your
sacred marble skin
let me glide across your breasts
and of my passion to attest
seeking warmest solace
pleasures deep within.