Autobiography of a Poet
Like the waves of the ocean...love comes in, then goes out again.
A LOVE SONG
I was dreaming of laughter and love
Two hearts in harmony
The visions dancing in my head.
Awoke me from a slumber, replete.
Rolled over reaching for you,
And found myself alone in my bed.
Butdon't stop dreaming of me.
For you know that dreams do come true.
And if I ever let you down
I too will fall.
So...don't stop dreaming of me.
For I shall be dreaming of you too.
should you ever need me, my love, just call.
In the still, dark, silence of the night.
You sweetly come to me.
pleasures unspoken in the day.
And as the dew kissed dawn awakes.
Delight still shivering my frame.
As I sigh
your name...songe amoureux
Remembered kisses and love on my mind.
But don't stop dreaming of me.
For you know
that dreams do come true.
And if I ever let you down, I too will fall.
Just don't stop dreaming of me.
I shall be dreaming of you, too.
And should you ever need my love, just call.
wakeful hours are so hard to bare.
When you're dreaming of me, I know you care.
And I could never let you
Cause I too would fall
All my dreams are of you
Believe in me, as I do you.
We will be dreaming,
as one heart, no longer two.
Last night I dreamt
You were a vampyhr
Out for my blood.
And if you knew
About my facination
Youd understand my love.
There you were chasing me
To make me yours.
I was running away.
And through opened doors.
Before I awakened.
You'd caught me and
me to the wall.
Before I awakened.
My heart, my soul, my all.
You took me there
I was standing.
Your fangs, they entered me.
And I moaned deeply,
As you drained me.
And then dropped
to my knees.
I reached out,
Took hold of you
And clasped your length in my hand.
Determined to discover,
Where vampyhr ended.
And true man began.
Soon I had you,
Moaning and jerking.
Writhing in my clutch.
Who would have thought
That a vampyhr,
Would yield up so much.
Yes, sweetheart, last night
you were a vampyhr.
Whod come to claim me.
The claiming comes in the offering
Then we both
get caught, you see.
Last night I tossed and turned on my bed,
with thoughts of you.
Desire and need coursing through my veins.
limbs quivering in aching need.
As yearning, along my nerve endings played.
And soaked became my bed
it my legs splayed.
Hands caressed my breasts.
Turgid points brushing across eager palms.
Of hands which refamiliarized
over known territories.
They cupped, comforted, soothed and aroused.
Sliding slowly down my heaving
past the quaking need deep within.
Then the first gentle brush of
fingertips across bare lips.
and pouty with
hard tipped tongue inside.
As searching in between for the source of my
And finger flicked over pointed tongue
Awakening shivers which were deeply felt.
While sweet tears slowly rolled
out of me.
Wetting a passage for imminent entry.
Spread lips grin in happy acceptance.
open expectantly waiting to be filled.
It hungrily grasps my fingers. First one,
then two, and then.
them, as a babe on a teat.
And though it appeases, the longing ache remains.
To be filled with a thicker, greater
As erotic visions in my head play.
Then frenzied fingers rapid strokes
as other digits fly across the
Which stretches, yearningly; blood engorged.
So tighter, so harder, so faster, so deeper, so much, so
A sigh. Long and drawn out follows.
As completion settles over my spent frame.
slumber quickly captures me.
...Until another night.