I dreamed I lay in a sultry lush field,
shaded by an embracing old oak tree.
The world spun in magnificent madness
while the devil in him called out to me.
Intoxicated by a woody scent
while transfixed by enchanting honey eyes.
Hot liquid; his luscious lips caressed mine,
and steely hands squeezed tight around my thighs.
His fingers danced electric down my back;
my cowboy’s blazed desire sizzled my skin.
Floating on clouds of a dream’s illusion,
I gambled with my soul and welcomed sin.
Whispers from the Heart: More Longing Poems to Remember…
Tears Bled
rested my tired head on stones of hate
Ti Amo
a rush of warmth as I remembered
Whispers from the Edge: More Poems of Forbidden Love…
Inside Your Aroma
bruises too stark to hide from the start
Lipstick Boy
resisted your masculine pressure
Tears Bled
rested my tired head on stones of hate
Whispers of Emotion: More Lyric Poems to Feel…
Tears Bled
rested my tired head on stones of hate
You Blinded Me
from your diseased spirit
Ceased to Be Seen
the woke West works to weaken my mind
