Come, thou Romeo of the salted ea… Of mile high plateaus and steamy c… Of screaming palates and weakened… Of bending statures and weeping pi… I am a bride upon our eager weddin…
The Lust Of pleasure in its uncaring manner Wherever it leads it goes its way Along impulsive avenues to wicked… To destinies that smell so sweet
Silk The embodiment of pleasure is one… It slides across my skin and throu… It massages every pore and every y… Like a new bride on a new night at…
As the pitcher sat in the locker room after being knocked in the second inning, the reporters would not leave him alone. None of his pitches were working, and his fastball lost about 10...
Idleness, that dreaded disease of… When all else is a gathering of la… Who sow the seeds and reap the har… And bind themselves to love’s requ… To work through love is love made…
Words and Wings, silence and thou… earth made buoyant as heaven overc… words sprouting wings to reach the… carnal engines of acumen and stren… churning in the mind
Lidmen of the highest echelon, snobs in the upper rooms thereon, commanders of the package men, make’em tough til the very end. Wrap them only for the intellectua…
Sky and waters, angels and beasts, sky thickened, tempest anxious, glassy seas beneath the siting, black angels pacing, swooping down… fingers flailing, searching, cravi…
Witches anew are the dudes of the… on vacuum cleaners up high somehow… They get up off their skinny out-d… and sail away up to the many moons… no more sleeping, weeping, or seri…
Between two silky thighs apart, flaming cello with a beating heart… lovely limbs and lovely sounds, erotic prelude to a weeping cantat… crimson gates to the hinterland
As maestros conduct, potters shape… With sensual batons and swirling c… With music flowing and sound takin… With dancing minds and rhythmic fe… With poetic hands and knowing fing…
The Budding A blanket of emeralds reach across… As summertime nears with its brigh… Mountain streams in their proud ca… The rites of spring in their joyfu…
Days of yore when the moon was a mystic sphere, a quixotic poem for… a silver private island in the sky encased in the finest porcelain as the heads of colossal benevolent g…
Looking at life through wisdom eye… Looking at evil with its careful p… Looking at the dark side With a discerning light Looking at fateful dreams
The song of the bagpipes cuts thro… over the moors and hills with an I… songs of the battles and songs of… songs that make me get up and danc… How can I deny that music does th…