Thursday, November 23, 2006

a dialog

I'm going to wreck you

I just breathe

Will you let me blindfold you today

breathe

Get up on the bed

breathe

On your knees baby

breathe

Do you like that

breathe

No, isn't the word

breathe, I know that, smile

There is so much I want to do to you

you make it so hard to just breathe

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

yes
and yes
again,
the eternal affirmation
that you are,
that you offer to me,

a thousand suns
are burnt out, and cease
eclipsed by the heat
of our union.

and I
broken, trembling,
hungry and delirious
stand stuttering after
at the altar
of your body.

10:07 PM  
Blogger wicked butterfly said...

How can I possibly resist coming to your beck?

The irrepressible desire to respond to you.

Haunts me

5:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah I wrote for you tonight...

memories of your cries

torment my cock

2:17 AM  

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