Sunday 10 November 2019

Pallor







You are taut and
pallid so the
black suits you and
my pleasure will be to
caress whatever weals
tautness leaves back to
pallor.

With thanks to @itsmsstone on Tumblr for her inspiration and the wonderful image.

Saturday 3 August 2019

Sweet Sharpness

Her demanding hand
kept my face
true to her sex and
her strong thighs
clamped about my ears
deafened me to her cries
but my finger slyly
insinuated into her arse
kept her honest and
let me breathe again and
savour the sweet
sharpness of womanhood.

Friday 5 April 2019

Gauze






My love, we all grow old, but
I see you through the
gauze of memory, always that
beautiful girl I
dared to kiss.

But nowadays
would I have dared?

 
(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)

Saturday 16 March 2019

On Reflection





On reflection, I know you
knew I watched you dress,
imagining the soft
hush of stocking up leg, you
fussing unnecessarily to allow your
breasts to sway that
little bit longer before the
dress like a white waterfall, the
sudden height of heels, a
flick of your hair, the
distant slam of a door.

On reflection, I noted the
lack of other underwear,
wondered who you might meet,
whether you might be
smiling when, tomorrow, you
draw your curtains.



(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)