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Loving Yelitza

It's carnival time in the tropics.

Yelitza had a tiny beauty salon right by the water in the yacht marina. Her customers were a combination of shaggy-haired yachties who had been out in the sun too much and expats who lived in condos in this affluent part of the island. That included me, a...

Ode to a Muse

For all the women who have inspired me to write. This is my thanks.

At first, there was darkness. The kind of darkness that is absolute and oppressing, forbidding of contrast and all the more empty for it. In this darkness, layed a lump, oblivious and indifferent to its surroundings. A single ray of light pierced the dark...

Blonde On Blue

Two colours,nothing more, and yet they invoke a world of beauty.

Out of the fields of night,A flower; fragrant, fair and newEmerges in the mystic lightTo blossom blonde on blue.Beneath her eyelids darkness dwells,A restless darkness, deeply warm.Whispering words of love it tellsOf passion's all consuming storm.The sun,...

Some Questions of History

A sonnet in adoration...

If ancient bards had sung your praise,Would Trojan Helen be divine?Had Shakespeare put you in his plays,Would his fair Juliet so shine?If history had known your name,What queen, what empress would not pale,By you outshone in face and fame,What haughty bea...

Grimm

Like love, only scarier . . . kind of . . .

I see your eyes avertAs I cross your pathInside it makes me smileI know you had it plannedYour feelings are so strong for meYou cannot stay awayBut you’re so shyAs you pass byYou dare not speak my nameEach day you’re thereAnd so am II know you have it tim...

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Beautiful Butts of the Princesses of Layland

He was a peculiar magnate with wealth to afford the fetishes he loved the most.

There were three things that set Bryan apart from other well-liked and decent young men who populated the two-year old Principality of Layland.  The most noticeable was his great wealth. He had become a billionaire a few times over and it happened nearly...

His love rescued me, From a life of emptiness, A thought of resignation, To my married fate. His love is gentle with me, It learns my weaknesses, And builds them up, Opening my eyes to his world. His love is patient with me, Arms steady as I doubt, Standi...

Her...

A poem about someone special

Her hairflowing and fragrant;A field of lavenderswaying under the wind of my breathHer eyes,mysterious and deep;An ocean so grand,Twenty Thousand Leagues with just one glance.Her lips,soft and delicious;Champagne and strawberriestasted in every kiss.Her v...

Cruel Wednesdays

A wicked, beautiful, irresistible stranger turns our heroine's Wednesdays into heaven and hell.

I couldn’t have not noticed her, I realize that in hindsight. The moment my eyes encountered her, though, the fascination acted like a switch to my young brain and disrupted all the circuits but the primal ones. You’d have noticed her too, had you been in...

Absolution

A poem I wrote in the afterglow of a wonderful night.

I am so far gone My terrifying respect for you deepens Keeping my eyes from meeting yours You are reclined like a lion Ready to devour your suicidal prey You are my divine dichotomy Two parts in a single soul a wretched beast a Dionysian lover You punish...