I trace your jaw line with my tongue. 
Tasting salty flesh.
I surround your Adams Apple with my lips.

I kiss my way down your chest
With gentle suction. 
Then nibbles causing, sensuous reverberation   

Phallic surrender, as you pay attention
and I travel lower.
Caressing with my hand.

The target is found and zero in,
I go in for the kill
and you surrender.

Moist lips lock
erotic after shock.
We lose control.

Here comes the thunder
Zeus is angry with his bride
Hera is crying

Boat engines are useless to me,
the smell of diesel and gasoline
mar the clean aroma of the sea,
and cloud the gleam of sunlit waves
with oily shine of industry.

To skim the water with fastest speed
defeats the purpose of the voyage,
for only sail fills the need
of quiet heart and satisfaction
roaring motors cannot feed.

And in the grasp of deepening swells,
beyond the known of sheltered shore,
there is no engine noise that quells
the doubts and fears and worries that
the rush of wind in sail dispels.

Oh! Loved and Beauty

When such lovely faces
Are around,
Beauty is bound to surround
Let the word go around
That beauty has come around
To the poets den,
To lend an ear
Let all about her beauty hear
And
As they smell
The fragrance of love
Let nothing come between
Beauty and the loved

Through the trees gentle Nyx overleaps
Haunting white huddles in sleepy dells
Enfolding softly the silver bells
Moving soundless as the dew creeps

Infused mist glows silver in Selene
Silent sentinels stand in ghost seas
Tendrills of fog curl delicately
Yearning to wake from this shrouded dream

Deftly now Nyx surrenders the night
Aurora glides in her chariot drawn
Waking the dell with the hymns of morn
Nebulous colours herald the light

-- by Krieger Monigatti aka Tragic_Romeo aka Orestes

Jeopardizing frailty
take hold of not me,
but disperse upon settling thoughts,
those fields where arouse not yet met.

Compensate forth
a dear like friend,

atone fruitfully
the strength withdrawn from my grasp
when the mere sight of light
lifted my kind,

that period of grace
doomed to swell in an unkind manner,
that period of grace
contemplating falsifier takes.

For seasoned waits
have time again exposed pearled care,
wringing forth a shade of despair;

I carved my heart out
On a granite stone
And etched your initials
Though how hard it is
To feel
The chisel's sharpness.

I can no longer
Maintain its composure.

The sculpture cannot
Contain you.

You have been
Quite demanding.

You were mean as home made sin
Whipped my ass time and again
Then you'd tell mama a lie

The Aunt Jenny Hammond's place
Tollie's peg leg made my heart race
Jumped out the back door to land on a jar

Split my foot from heel to toe
Dad rendered you a hell of a blow
And I still have the scar

Taught me to swim in the old creek
Threw me in, laughed till you were weak
Back in the woods by the old sand bar

Love Is Music

Love shouldn’t be shown
But seen
Everyone who’s in love
Knows what it means

The silence
The simplicity
Warmth of a palm,
A quiet caress,
A sweet smile
Upon the harp
of a loving heart
Can place a song
Worth a million
Incomparable...
As the sweetest sounds are heard
In reverberation
Does it appear?
Like the loveliest tune
Abide With Me!
How wondrous

I was at a baseball game
one distant summer afternoon
with no idea who to blame
for what would happen soon

A sudden stabbing pain I felt
through my back and into my chest
just about where my heart dwelt
I sat down to take a rest

I looked around and saw a brat
naked!, laughing with a bow
and on the heavy side of fat
cheeks sporting a ruddy glow

Seeing his quiver one shaft short
I started to give chase
he just turned around and laughed
and easily matched my pace