Sexual Poetry ~ Dear Sir

How ghastly was your thought last night, kind sir?
Did it cause fear or pleasure, kind sir?
Could you kill with delight tonight, kind sir?

Does your mind or furrowed brow,
bring you to the here and now, kind sir?

Have you reveled in her pain, kind sir?
What is the essence of your darkness, dear sir?
Do you laugh in the face of earthen playthings, kind sir?

Is your mind near or far, kind sir?
If she gave you the mind inside her,
would you wish her suffering near dead, kind sir?

If she isn’t faithful to you?
If she doesn’t show you respect?

That only you feel you deserve…
will you hit her, dear sir?

Are you everything you wanted?
Do you see you in the mirror?
Can you, do you, ever hear her, kind sir?

Was there anything you could do?

Anything you could have give,
to help her live?

Sir, would you have said the things you said, kind sir?

After all is said and done.
After all the wishes are wished.
After all the games are won.

Will you still love her, kind sir?
Will you show it?
Will you, dear sir?

Sexual Poetry ~ Smell Your Hunger (The Beast Within: 13th Anniversary Edition)

I smell your hunger.
Passion fills the air.

Your passion turns on you.

A smile fills your eyes.
Subtle thoughts making hips move.
Finding the chink in your armor.

I slide in.

You know your caught.
But you don’t mind.
You knew it was inevitable.

If given time.

Love Poetry ~ I Love You (The Beast Within: 13th Anniversary Edition)

Gone but never from my heart.
Only wish: your happiness.

Love is always here

Never lost.
Only sights changed.
However: This. Never. Will.

I will always love you.

A new heart holds your hand.
To neither shatter nor maul.

Never to do what I did.
Never at all.

But, know this to be true.

I still so very much love you

BDSM Poetry ~ I Am Your Slave

Bind me, break me, bring me down
See me kneel to the ground.
Hear the crack of whip.
See my fits.

See me. Praise me.
Am I the best?
See me wither on your chest.

Cold and tattered from the rest.
Given over to your firm caress.

Molten lava between my knees.
Please, don’t think me a dirty sleaze.

I  must know your respect.
Just let me know I’m better than the rest.

I am not a simple naive.
Graven images I do crave.
I go limp, I lust, I am your slave.

Know the truth.
I am brave.

I need you.
I am your slave.

Poem ~ 0005 ~ Dead Cream Crust

Smiling.

Black vomit flows from my pores.
Wretched aching sores.
Cold. Frigid. Falling.

Smiling.

Wishful warts from wasted good.
Ripped sphincter dogs.
Beating. Ever. Slowly.

Smiling.

Torn scabs from the fights of yesteryear.
Putrid tongue lashing.
Sinful. Sexy. Decay.

Smiling.

Demon semen Slurpee.
Dead cream crust.
Spread. Bled. Red.

Smiling.

Erotic Poetry ~ Lost in Shudders

Last of the world.
Lost Person Drown.

First in the fire.
Inward with glee!

Standing on night light.
Holding cat like a gun.

Lost in shudders.
Deep against the floor!

Flailing like shadows,
lost to the light.

Damn the sunbeam that spews!
All over the night.

Poetry ~ Realities Final Thrust

Visions of deviant dances.
Butterflies on the wind.
Dark showers light.
Over increasing momentum

Trigger point of beauty.

Every hour’s passing becoming encompassed illusions possessed.

Universal intelligence.
Void between light and darkness.

Eternally wild with sexual fascination of bestial fornication.

A Muse’s darkest beauty.
Mind delight coal.
Awaiting caress: hand, mouth, finger tips.

Sound waves of pleasure and pain.
Mixed on shores of caress; bruises of malicious delights.
Pondering flesh taste as it turns from shades of pale.

New color wheel. I seek to bring.

Awaiting, heart’s beat. So quick. Unable to stop.
Unwavering space between orgasm and death…
Most tantalizing of treats.

Salivating glances cannot be hindered.

Midnight day dreams become realities final thrust…
Penetrative explosion of souls intertwined.

Moments of cruel intimate kindness leaves parties breathless.
Fruits from the forbidden trees and tresses
Fallen to feat accomplished.
Passion’s blissful breathing which force could not stop.

Tears of ecstasy and pain mingle for another biting caress.

Ω:

Dark Love Poetry ~ Release the Spirit

Voices haunt from pages past.
Only shattered heart wounds me.
Beyond lost… frail and weak!

What do I seek?

Cannot break free…
Cage of crystallized tears.
Only memories, hold me together.

Keep me in sanity.

End still unspeakable.
Bond made unbroken.
Without you…

These emotions don’t work.

Why can I not, release the spirit?
Leave me behind…
Ending visions of agonizing tomorrows.

Days that start with I and not you.

Often wondered too often.
Why breath has reason to inhale.
If reckoning has arrived.

Never regretting, thankful you existed.

Rest peacefully please.
Return to my work, I must.
Know this love will never be lost.

As long as words are within me.

Sexual Poem ~ Offender’s Disobedience

Night showers.
Touch of wetness.

Struggling with…

Offender’s disobedience.

Dam giving way…
Forceful passion flood.

Below belt tears.
Submerging soul in forfeit desires

Welling up from flesh.
Spirit, crying out.

To Surrender.

Dark Poetry ~ The Valley of Souls

Ridges fashionable gravity.
I, part machine.

These words on synthetic paper.
Copy of a facsimile’s photocopy.

All is truth?
In this world of lies.

Despising great wisdom.

No more words can say speak.
Every word tainted.
Transformed into falsehood.

Driven past redemption.

Shattered maidenhead of the valley of souls.
Nothing more human: inseminate, devastate, control.

Silence, only gift bestowed…
In kingdoms lost by virtual reality.