Siren please answer
so brazen and brawn sir
yield ye sweet sinister..
blood honey alabaster
mahogany sequesters
Significantly b’othered
or rightly sub sinister
pheromoning the dander
pedals sir requester.
blood honey alabaster
mahogany sequesters
Significantly b’othered
or rightly sub sinister
pheromoning the dander
pedals sir requester.
Swoops as he is predator
Swoons as she is prey
Swing as tao is they
Meet me at the lighthouse
at a quarter till four
we will drink in the sea breeze,
and keep the ships from the shore.
our whirling beam of light
Shall cut through the night
our winding conversation
shall bind our bodies tight.
your seducing smile and beating breast
lures me through the jagged surf
I’d rather crash upon your rocks
then sail the empty sea of search
so I’ll find you at the lighthouse
in your beacon body form
between your light behind your light
we will find us glowing warm.
oh, the thought
is the poison;
its dripping deep
to the bone.
oh, the cloak
is the poison;
i’ve seen it so
many times before
building empty castles
beach sand coated blood,
tides wash the chasm
each day a setting sun.
the last thing i want
is the mistrust that,
turns everything to surrender
it seeps into everything.
oh the chasm
its dripping deep;
new arms need new love
to catch the morning sun.
until one day without warning
while paying no mind
my palms strokes gentle fingers
hands sweet of feminine.
would I suffer all agonies
tolerate the minds maddening disease
get knock down and fall to my knees
just to get up again
feel the tug of war,
bodies and hands of you and me
we both wrestle as if could they be free
of the tugging of heart’s gravity.
Thrown into this world
I never asked why
Stick around for a while
and enjoy the ride
get lost in your smile
with your gentle hands in mine
stick around for a while
we have plenty of time
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“Le Text Leap Frog” is written in simple LaTeX code.
based on my earlier poem “Leap Frog”
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Oh, she never returned
No, she never returned
So, I went to see
where exactly she’d gone
I wanted to know
if i was something I’d done
But, she never returned…
No, she never returned
Sometimes, I think
theres a grand conspiracy
sometimes I wonder
Who’s got it in for me
and, they never return
No,they never return
What is so wrong
with wanting more
than a trip through
the factory store…
when did I
become a such bore
standing alone
on the ball room floor
and they never return
they never return
standing alone
in front of her door…
tapping against a window pane
rustling silken curtains
caressing bedroom dressings…
Temptation grips the linen
try to catch invading night
tiny little quakes
dream invite the night
The sun won’t need to know
no one needs to know
’till the dawn chases
night back beyond the trees.