Poetry, Prose and Summer Sizzle

Moonlight Sonata

2006-07-09T00:22:54Z

You stand alone in the field, dressed for bed,
black silk flowing out behind you in the wind,
the robe a gift from a former lover, the bra and panties another gift
for you from you. they feel light, sensual against your skin
Moonlight glints off your hair, full moon pregnant like a mother in the sky
shining down over her children, the grass, soft between your toes,
glistens with a light coat of midnight dew
It is quiet, the only sound the gentle breeze whispering through the trees, calling to you
speaking to your soul, calming you. there is no fear
The earth sends the breeze like a lover to caress your face, surround your body
you shudder. it's more than a chill, it's a connection
You strech your arms out and embrace the feelling that runs through your body
giving as well as taking
there is no pain here, only joy and peace

You lie down, the grass, a warm blanket that envelops mother earth
you run your hands across its surface,
I walk upon you, lost in my own reverie, my love of the night.
You look up and our eyes meet, shocked you jump up ready to run
your heart beats heavy in your chest and you look again
something unspoken and unheard but physical in it's intensity passes between us
as the moon looks down we come together slowly
I stare deep into your eyes as you stare back into mine, there is a hunger there
a need that hasn't been fed in an eon. my heart jumps and i realize
it's you.
you who have walked through my dreams night after nght
i reach up and gently sweep the hair from your brow, my hand brushes your cheek
you close your eyes and a shudder again runs through your body
i feel the electricity thrumming between us as my hands cup your face
your eyes closed you stand there expectantly
I bow my head and our lips touch, a gentle moan escapes you. barely a whisper
but i feel it. your arms reach out and surround my waist as i pull you closer
my lips now firmly on yours, your breath quickens as my tongue parts your lips
probing gently, you probe back and press your body tighter to mine
your breasts press into my chest, i feel the hard points of your nipples through the silk of your bra
I bend lower, spreading kisses down your chin and across your neck as you lean your head back eyes closed,
my hands run through your silky hair laying across your shoulders like a blanket
my arms surround you tracing your back all the way down to your ass
You take my hand and gently pull me to the ground to lie beside you
My lips are on yours again, my tongue gently flicking across them
I kiss your eyes as my hands explore your body, finding your breasts, kneading their full ripeness
rolling your nipples between thumb and fingers, the earth has gone silent, the moon watches as love blosoms
The robe is our bed the bra is discarded as my tongue traces your jaw, down your neck,
along your collarbone. the smell of your sex wafts on the breeze as I gently tongue that hollow
where your collarbone meets. You arch your back as I slide farther down your body
taking first one breast and then the other into my mouth, sucking like a starving babe
I reach down and stroke the inside of your thigh as my mouth trials down your stomach
tongue inside your navel, another moan escapes your throuat, primal, needfull
I hook my thumbs inside your panties. as you raise your hips I slip them over the curve of your ass
discarded they become another part of the landscape
I am at your clit, I can smell you and have to taste that sweetness.
I raise your leg and settle in between your thighs, your pussy is beautiful, lips red and swollen
I lick the inner thigh next to them and you groan, your need burning inside you like fire
My tongue flicks along the outer lips as my finger probes your wetness
It finds your clit and flicks across it sending jolts through your body
I have two fingers in you and with every thrust your hips rise to meet my hand
You whip your head from side to side, hair covers your face, my tongue takes you in
I suck your clit into my mouth and run my teeth and tongue across them as my fingers explore you
I cup the cheeks of your ass and raise you, placing my mouth firmly on your pussy,
licking top to bottom and back again, licking your clit at the top and your ass at the bottom
The tingle starts low in your belly and spreads warmth throughout your body as the orgasm sweeps through you
carrying you on the wind, you scream in your ecstacy, your body shivers, your thighs quiver uncontrollably
I lick your pussy as the juice washes over my face, lapping up your sweetness
I leave your pussy and join you at your side again, kissing you,
you taste yourself on my tongue as it fills your mouth, your arms around my neck
my cock lies hard and hot between us, your hands reach down and grasp my shaft,
running up and down the length of it. It jumps in your hand, hard and ready
you take one hand and gently massage my balls as you start kissing down my chest and across my belly
you flick your tongue across my side and the muscles there twich with the tickling
you take your tongue and run it up the underside of my shaft, flicking it over the spot that brings a graon to my lips. Yes! I want to be inside you but you aren't ready to grant that wish yet. You lick my smooth sack
rolling first one ball on your tongue then the other, licking upward
your wet, soft tongue glides along either side of my cock, licking the head,
You take the head glistening with precum into your mouth, running your tongue over it
sending shudders through my body. Your mouth is hot on my cock as you take me deeper inside
your head works up and down on my shaft in rythym with the gentle massaging of my balls
You take me as far into you as you can and look up across the line of my body, meeting my eyes
I need you and tell you so. Two more deep strokes running your tongue along the vein that lines my cock
and you rise to your knees. You swing your leg over my waist and straddle me, cock in hand
you rub the head of my dick across your pussy, wet again, and settle down onto it
the head fills you and we both gasp ... so tight ... you genly raise and lower yourself
taking a little more each time until I fill you, the fit is so perfect it's like we were made for each other.
Opposite halves of the same mould.
your breath and your pace quicken as you begin riding me in earnest, my hips rise to meet you at every stroke
your pussy hot and wet, your juice drips onto my balls coating them and your ass, the sound of flesh on flesh
impossibly loud rings in the air as our bodies collide, becoming one. Your hair, wild in the moonlight
rides the current of our lust as our bodies come together again and again
I feel the pressure build from my belly, reaching down toward my balls
they shrink in preparation and with one final stroke i rise to meet you and fill you with my hot white cum
load after load jets out of me into you as your second orgasm hits. the pace is furious until you collapse
spent. Your breath is heavy, your chest heaving against mine as we lie there. I stroke my fingertips lightly across your back
surrounding you in the afterglow of my love. I look up and tell you the moon is smiling at us
you laugh, low and husky as I soften inside you. We fall asleep in each others arms, satisfied and peaceful
There are no dreams ... only us together.
when I wake you are gone. Were you ever there? The breeze blows
I smell the scent of your body on the wind and hear your laugh echoing through the trees
I know we will meet again, if nowhere else, at least in my dreams

And the winner is ...

2006-07-08T00:38:15Z

I am writing this from my hospital room ... no, don't worry. Just a few sulphur burns, a broken nose, a couple of bony protrubances and about a dozen stiches in various places. Nothing too serious. I took on the Dark Lord yesterday. Two men went into the cage, only one would walk out. The house was packed y'all! Judas was there. I think I saw the Marquis de Sade schmoozing with Hitler. The communists had a huge party with strippers and when I say the Vodka was flowing, I mean RIVERS of the shit. Stalin tried to get up on stage with one of the strippers, slipped and fell right into Mata Hari's lap. It was freaking hilarious! Come to think of it, I didn't see them around much after that. Hmmmm ... but I digress. I think they filmed it for pay-per-view, I'll let you know when it should play.

The deal was two out of three falls, winner take all. We started scrapping before the bell even rang. I couldn't wait to whip his ass and take his crown but he is after all the Prince of Darkness. I should have known he was going to cheat. He used his tail to leg whip me to the canvas. Before I knew it he had me in a figure four leg lock, but I wasn't done yet. I brought some brass knuckles in with me. I reached down in my pants grabbed ahold of my ... er, knuckles and came up with a few good strokes, er ... blows hits to his face. He was bleeding like a stuck pig. That's where the burns came from. (Didn't you know Satans blood is like acid? Do your homework people!) I'm not sure how I got behind him but I finally got him in the patented "Tommy Knocker" (that's a modified sleeper hold) and he went down! HARD! Round one to Tommy! The only problem was I got poked by one of his horns ... hence the stiches.
The second round it was much of the same ... kicking, spitting, biting ... just flat out scrapping in the mud and the blood and the beer. I hit him so hard he shat in his tights so there was some of that as well. I remember him shooting in low and when he grabbed my legs, slipping in a rather large, oderiferous pile of shit blood or something. It was that time he brought his head up and knocked me slap the fuck out broke my nose and pinned me. Round Two? Damien's Dad.
Round three came. This was it. Winner of this fall gets the crown. suddenly I felt a power surging through me. I looked over into his corner and there he stood ... one eye swolen almost shut, blood dripping from his nose and mouth, tail cracked in two places ... he was a mess and didn't look so damned scary anymore. We walked out into the center of the ring and bumped knuckles. I could see the grudging respect in his eyes. He despised me and I think he feared me a little too. We went at it and the action was a blur. He knocked me down in the corner and got up on the cage. He pumped the crowd and prepared to deliver the death blow. It hurt like hell but I managed to roll out just before he hit the ground. He was stunned. I grabbed him by the broken tail and threw him into the corner. I jumped up on the second rope for leverage and pummelled him mercilessly. I saw his eyes glaze over and jumped off the rope. He stood there wobbling for a bit. Back and forth, back and forth then the laws of gravity kicked in and his face hit the mat. I could smell the water in my tights as I got excited victory. I rolled him over and that was it.
So now Tommy rules the underworld. My horns look good but I had to send out for a new tail. The old one was beyond repair. Dr. Mengela said it would never swish right again. But the nurses here? OH MY! They remind me of royalty. And the "service?" Can I say with a clear concience it's almost "heavenly." Of course I can because I rule here now! Ladies ... the line to congratulate me on my victory forms to the left. And I promise ... no brass knuckles in these tights. I'm just very happy to see you.

Awakenings ...

2006-07-08T00:35:55Z

A child feels a stirring,
emotions rush to the surface.
Fire soon courses through his veins,
beauty is everywhere.
It has always surrounded him but, his mind was
blinded to the joy of the softer sex.
That day he awakes and sees clearly,
for perhaps the first time,
the joys that await him.

Adolescence passes, manhood arrives.
Those feelings fall to the side
replaced by responsibilities, children, a partner
life continues as the beast hibernates
lulled by the pace of life.
The beast sleeps peacefully
for the most part.
Tossing fitfully, turning dreaming and snorting occasionally
but his repose continues.

Then one day, the boy turned man
becomes a boy again. Fire sears his heart once more.
The beast wakens after feeling the heat of passion
not experienced in years, almost foreign.
The man, realizing the beast is starving, attempts to satisfy that hunger
The beast, grizzled, bearded, nails grown long
takes over. He is alive and it is good!
The beast has grown impatient, only thinking of self
and in so doing, claws cut, his beard wraps and clings tightly. Suffocating

Confusion, pain, given and recieved,
the beast is uncontrollable, thinking only of self.
The man cries out "NO!"
but too late. Damage is done, unforgivable pain is meted out.
The man battles the beast and chains him
but those wounds still bleed and hearts break.
Regrets are felt, forgiveness is sought but too late, he fears
The beast is finally controlled and the man belatedly, sorrowfully
Awakens

Fear and Bones

2006-07-07T00:33:22Z

Hell's fire flashes as demons laugh. Dark, viscous venom cutting rivers in their chins. Nails flaying skin, shredding, wailing into the night. The demon taunts me, "God is calling!"

Hell's nightmare follows me, toying, teasing. Insanity closes with every tick of times passage. Ha! Glowing embers, eyes I'm sure, searching, hunting from the inky black of Gethsemane’s garden.

Hell's demons sniff and snarl, measuring fear. The stench of decaying flesh surrounds me. Shrieking into the dark I run, "God, save me from this!" It's mine. The death stench permeates my very soul.

Mortal fear feeds Satan’s addiction. When fear fades, bones crunch and Satan smiles. Snapping blades shred sinew, slice muscle, "Why hast thou forsaken me?" My blood heavy on his belly, sated, his eyelids droop.

The demon slumbers. And I? I rise to save the world.