Homecoming

Explosive passion warmed once frigid sheets.
Tangled flesh fused in anticipation;
in an instance their union will complete,
sparking immense amounts of elation.
Her genie grants her unspoken wishes
of pleasure filling her bare reservoir
with feelings satisfyingly delicious.
She’s impressed with her lover’s repertoire.
Savory sweet sauces comingle in tune,
as trembling tendons suffer fatigue.
Mind numbing sensations start to consume,
two tired bodies no longer in need.
     The soldier and his queen lay in silent bliss.
     Thoughts of being apart no longer exist.

Drunken Ballad to a Lost Love

I'm trying to resist these drunken temptations to admit how much
I miss the drunken sensations you caused.
I pause while an eternal battle forges on between the bold & senseless.
Both relentless in their quest to prove my sober mind to be total farce;
and my heart caught in the middle with only the twiddle of thumbs to keep it occupied
Should I lie & say this is an easy goodbye?
I try to conjure sober consciousness while wrapped in an inebriated state.
Is it too late to stop my subconscious from embarking on a mistake the authority of my sober mind condemns?
It won't end until rebellion leads me into satisfactory destruction.
Will it be then that I will function or is the damage to far gone?
Am I wrong to hope you will change?
See the errors of your ways & live with me in storybook bliss.
I will miss the fantasies I've created with you as my Prince Charming.
Happily ever after without care & only laughter isn't destined for us.
The impression you've left was only a suggestion not a rule.
You were cruel & tortured my heart under the heated glass of school boy idleness.
I am not upset just unsettled that you weren't worth the trophy case I put you in.
As we begin to search for separate things on separate paths,
I wonder if we would be happy in another world.
One without the shallow or the mundane,
just endless love shared equally between our frames.
It is there I will wait for you, all cliques ready in hand.
And love will pour from our hearts and pool where we stand.

A Puzzle Beyond Solving

What makes her so special?
Is it the shape of her hips
and how they fit
in the grove of
your hands and lips?
Is it her mouth
and the way
it curls seductively
when you whisper
explicit rhymes
in her ear?
Your reasoning behind choosing her
in spite of me
escapes the path of logical thinking.
A dime a dozen woman will never add up to a dollar.
Her cookie cutter treats bears no comparison
to my unique and delectable eats.
Your tastes are beyond my comprehension
yet still leave a familiarly bitter taste in my mouth.
Will I ever satisfy your taste buds?
Or are they forever tainted by artificial flavors?
Have you forgotten I am quality gourmet cuisine?
Sadly, you’ve made a choice to
solely satisfy your hunger with food court comfort,
which only provides empty sustenance
yet lacks long time substance.
But the loin wants…what the loin wants,
and there is no reasoning with a mindless groin.

In Memoriam

It hurts.
No amount of eloquent, carefully placed words,
can’t capture the pain numbing every fiber of my being.
I fractured my heart due to my own negligence,
and am now suffering the consequences.
I did the selfless thing which left me
with me, myself and I
to mourn the loss of possibilities.