Takeover (of Love)

Ice Breakers in Love (haiku)

Supple lips murmur

Whispered in cries of reverb

Honey just broke wind

Yessss (Saturday's Haiku)

Sun scenes arrival

Silhouettes in pirouette

We left the night lit.

Hearts' for Rent

Apart meant for One to grow.

Old to new, surely beginnings ensue.

When a heart is  broken in two

Goods were stolen or borrowed.

Maybe  it  was  a  forced eviction

Depictions tried  by  a court of public opinion

Love financed,  as  payments  were  missed

Our last  kiss was an unexpected  parting shot

Surrounds confound as  keepsakes are tossed

Lost in  remorse  for  what  could have  been

The  way  home  felt  like  it  should last past forever

Never  anticipating  the  shrinking  returns of happily ever after

Blues  issued  as  signed  and  delivered  walking  papers

Chrisom  removed  to  reveal  the ...

That Tingle

Xmas past, future  presents

De-vote  comes  out in polls of time

To remind,  what’s fine and sweet as candy

Palates dry,  so  the  suck  is  sensuous

Taste buds  of  love,  come  alive…..like sugar babies’

Bursting seams  of  a  dream, breathes into being

Sudden symphonies in amorous choruses serenade

Closed caption,  like  headphones  for  erogenous only

The ticket to  ride  was  for  VIPs  exclusively enthralled

Alert and paying  attention,  yet  still  caught  by  surprise

For those  caterpillars slow  walking  and  gliding in  motion

Suddenly  alas,  the  magic  potion of commotion releases butterflies

Requeim of US

Caught up in glitz and glitter

Allegiance pledging, crossing hearts

Heads  in  love,  under blue skies above

Stars  and  stripes, flipped  for times of strife

In concerto believing in striving fantasies in

 Isles of Manz

The come up,  done  came  up and went out

Players played games of  getting  paid in full

Love  of  that  material  stuff,  spectators  sport

Karma  was  colder  than influenza, in being caught

Legends  captured as  harlequin  knights,  robbin’ hood tights

Emulated by ‘odes  in oodles  of  imitators of lust filled temptation

Pillow  talk  was  in  group  chat,  so  everybody  knew  the pass off

Love Sick(Syck)

Eyes Draft Picks

Lust  proves quick

Games of  sticks and thrones

Zoned  to  zoom in on pheromones

Imagining homes  of  comfort

Maybe breakfast, before or after meant

Flavored serial,  hoping  to  outlast time spent

What’s  Happening,  before what had happen was

Twas’  a  night  unbridled  desire, one  more  round to go

Hoping  for  retirement parties,  kept creeping up acquiescence

Hating  on  the players,  but  loving  the  tailgate parties

Even  before  CoVid,  prayers  for the  sick or  shut-in

Thinking cold  stasis  would  clean  my  palette, nature calls

Then  again,  boom hits,  like  a mallet, cupid keeps shooting

Reloadin...

Brujeria Tears

Clandestine meet swift in passages of  rite

Once  in  lust  for  days,  otherwise thiefs’ of night

Horizons of  love,  is  such  a melancholy display

Theatrics  beginning  with  lightning flashes preamble,

The  boom  of  karma  is an  all known  ending, yet unheard

Passion  gathers  atop  such  a  mount  of heighten heights

Storm clouds  come  closer,  threatening delight

Reality crashes  the atmospheric instance like  twilight

Sunshine  and  reign  battle  to  the  death,  what  a fright

The  shine  heads  higher  just  as  the  brow frowned  its crown

The  battle  is  over  as  there  is  no  winne...

SoulFire (Lost Loves’ Lust Journal #3)

My heart competes

In turns,  of  lusting for  a  love

Gone away,  afar recalls a  turn

My concern, was, but trust in returns

Burning, searing  flames  of  desire

My mind plays movements exquisite

Dreams sear me in  restlessness for that

That which I know not or  whom to consume

I am consumed in a revelry of rapture

Just imaging the closeness of  promised embrace

I race  thru  daze  of  nights and  daze of days

Return to me  sweet  queen, return  ephemeral at least

Lest,  I  so  travel  to you  love,  ever  so  discreetly

Closer  to  thee, yet  unable  to touch you physically

Your stature  I  vision,  waiting  for&nb...

Beta Blues....Love

Cross-fading her, pulling  strings, plugging emotions

She  harps on  her  pains, once  more, wanting more

Crying  for  a  love  once completely adored, stilled forever

Adorned  in tearful streaks  of  red  lace to trace, memories long gone

Her  face  caked  in  grief,  like make up overly drawn hues

The  wake  up call,  comes from true love born emphatically breeched

She  still  sleeps,  after  falling  so  hard on choices in defeat

Two  babies deposited,  to  brand  her  second hand me down for cheap

She  whispers  superlatives  about  “her”  man, whose never around

Gotten  for  giving  all,  s...

Cold cream

Mid summers’ nightstand, sweating from the brow

Sunshine walks in stride with the pride of Alkebulan

Debutante in full  August  moon  glow,  shimmering prowl

Gliding blue light on a purple velvet background, fireworks sound

Sashaying a way to convey more, or less hurried to rush in display

OH! forms in minds before nary a sound is heard, as if still screams

Heat mirage’d upon her  features  that  further  her storied legend

Frozen in gaze, no smoke, nor fade,  it’s  her  stare  that takes me away

Her nubile  pupils  obediently  stand  at  the  center of  desired attention

Butter  pecan does  melt  toasted  almond  to  remnant puddles in vanilla

Nubian  Queen  drops  down  low  to  reach  for something remar...