On the edge of my post they cried.
They sat down in a semi circle
With legs crossed and arms placed
Calmly about their laps
And sang to me with eyes closed
And angelic voices reaching from
Stern to bow.
There was an unanswered echo
That leapt from a good cause
To an outstanding motif
Highlighted in the sun.
Whence my eyes swept from
Juxtapose to just a reason
And calmly reminded myself
I was upon the edge of my post
Until they cried.
Tag: leg
Trip to the Park (day 1537)
My windows slidescape at a furious pace
As little sentinels wave from overlooked nooks.
I’m a road warrior when the times get hard
But this is summer now, and these long backs
And bikini tracks are keeping me easy
With two shades of cool running down the side of
A sweating growler called picnic in the park.
I’m laying naked in her presence,
She’s entangling my mind as her long legs
Reach straight up at mine.
We biked here because our history depends on it,
So tempered with that, we find it irresistible
To not heed the folly in pushing sweet Gaia away,
Which, to those of us who mind the traffic,
Becomes about as obsolete as this empty bottle of summer.
Blood Napkin (day 1476)
Your passion looks like blood.
I’m innocent, I swear,
In a bar napkin after closing
Kind of way.
Torture my heart, young lover,
With innocent eyes and wishful legs
Standing too close
In a cocktail philosophy.
I haven’t decided yet
What color this heart beats as,
But I’d guess it’s
A shade of lust.
Lift You Up (day 838)
The way you did that, those things
The way you shifted my conscience
The way you moved me with that slow grind
The way you mesmerized me; knowing – unknowing
Even the room as I sauntered in
Keeping things calm, under control
Held things my third eye plied from you
Taking in your essence, your every move
I heard the footsteps
I heard the deep breath
I heard the light gasp
I heard the heartbeat
So when you offered me some cozy tea
A promised delight, a comfortable touch
I made my way down and observed the light
Dim was the mood set for you and me
When you leaned over me to place hot tea
Your scent, like a hungry snake
Desire spread thick into my eyes
To which you dug in to capture me
You kissed me there
You kissed me long and hard
You kissed me to my soul
You kissed me everywhere
As the tea went cold we were heating up
We shuffled ’round in our underwear
Your tiny black booty shorts
My worn out boxer briefs
Which my hand went smoothly under
My hand went to that crease
Between your cheek and leg
To lift and hold on tight
A moment you surged in to like a bowl of fire
A feeling I could not misplace
That left me grabbing on for more
Reaching deeper to lift you up
Bits of Honey (day 762)
Reck my conscience with little bits of honey
With tenderness so thick it sticks to me like memories
And oozes down my leg in a moment of passion
Fill me with such desire only the honey bee knows
One quest on earth to direct my every worth
Make my desert storm spit fire that stings
Every single orifice of your summer nights sweat laden
Lightly tan-lined body lying before my
Eager fingertips, dancing with the curves
And flaps of silk lining at this savory hour
Turn the midnight taps on, let our sweetness
Stick together in co-mingled ecstasy
Passion fueled by opened moon-lit windows
Setting the mood for romance tonight
In sticky memories of a honey bees essence
I Know You Here (day 510)
Don’t pull on my leg man
With your hallowed out guitar
Lonely voice searching in the distance
Grasping at things that make
Tears roll off of lovers eyes
Don’t paint with that color
It pulls down the clouds closer
And fills up this glass with toxic
Veins of remorseful vengeance
Gritting teeth and small snarls
I know you when your standing naked
Loose fitting clothes beside you
No glitter, no leather
Just you and soft voices and delicate touches
Eyes closed now, I know you here
Beware the Legs (day 409)
I promise
Once I beget
Control of my leg
I shall forever
Then beware
Of dangers
That lurk
High up above
As I come
Down below
Beware the landing
Save your dear feet
Live long
With two legs