Lips Press

Closes her eyes as his lips press

That night, the first kiss to last

His hands caress, her flesh

Memorizing the curves that dip and rise

Absorbing the trembling beat, silently cries

With each kiss planted, a smudge remains

It burns painfully sweet

Yet yearns painfully for more

The taste of her blooms nectar

Stains his lips a honey sheen

His tongue tingles between

Her open, swollen, petals

With every thrust invading her vessel

Hips rise and buck to meet

As toes curl sensually sweet

His mouth, his lips, his tongue greet her feet

Sucking and licking a ticklish treat

The moistness of her core calling again for more

In whispers she implores

She wails to screams as he penetrates her womanly door

To her heart shared from the care it breathes

Swallowing whole the unity of two

The desire to feed a starving fire is freed

Time stands still, gravity fills the thrill

Tangled all night long in ecstasies song

Together peaking in moans that long

To taste the mix of loves drink

Her mouth takes in his stick

As she savours their flavours

And licks her lips inviting

He closes his eyes as her lips press…

Ax

Dedicated to Lovers ➰

Time In A Bottle


If I could spend time, where would I be?
Places dreamed near and far, on land and sea.

If I could spend time, what would I do?
Love the life given, to experience something new.

If I could spend time, who would I invite?
You of course, my dreams delight.

If I could spend time, why would I save?
Time in a bottle, has no use from the grave.

Ax

End of Silence

Hearing whispers that keep repeating
Over and over louder, as it gets beating

Squeezing tight to make it stop with a wish
In silent screams that it may vanish

How can a wish come true when silence rules
It serves to lead the mind of fools

Every note played in a song of life
Cut out with a razor-sharp knife

Left with a sound of silence
Taken by an act of self-violence

The final strum, the end of a fading hum
Waiting for death to come

Stabbing lights that strike like diamonds
Cutting deep it ends the silence

All that remains on a page, a name and a title, neither saint nor sage
Forgotten in time of a hearts bleeding rage

Ax

Poetic Symphony


At dawn hear the birds sing when morning comes
The dew on grass shimmers by the sun
Ever so gentle leaves flutter with the wind
Lost in the beauty that fills from within

How songs tell stories with a soulful melody
Brushes stroke paint into images velvety
Dancers sway provocative, wet and sultry
A poet gifts a muse with a poetic symphony

Could love come knocking, wishful thinking
Knocking socks off, a whirlwind spinning
Dazed and confused the heart takes over
Smothering logic its hard to stay sober

I’m drawn to the stars how they sprout at night
Accompanied by the moon makes it feel right
In the comfort of its glow is like being home
Chasing dreams, a star seeds call to roam

Ax

Love So Mad


I want to push your buttons
Run my finger along your spine
Skim the nubs like a roller coaster ride
Up down
Feelings start to climb
Rising fast with a blast it peaks to the top
Tipping over a 90 degree drop

Stop…

This make believe rattling in my head
Makes it hard to get out of bed
Penning lines that sometimes rhymes
Just to get a rise
Widen your eyes
Make you smile
Grab you by the soul

Go…

Tilting left then right
The adrenalin surges, penetrates with might
This world drives insane, believing in heaven or hell
Who cares, make a mess, shake the ground, ring that bell
Oh if we could be, really be, what a mess we’d truly make
Turn this make believe into reality and ease the ache
To love so mad that the earth quakes

Ax

Hard


how the buzz from a hit of weed propels the mind to open wide…

I have felt pain, who has not
I’ve cried hard to the point of passing out
Struggling to breathe in air
When lungs are weighted down by a heavy heart

I have felt love, who has not
I’ve awed watching lovers holding hands
Inner tears fill the throat
The swallows hard, trying not to choke

I have felt sadness, who has not
I’ve sunk down low enough to call it quits
Thoughts, exploding in my head
It’s the hard that drives the desire to carry on

Ax

Retired Eyes


A lonely castle built by Poe
Words upon pages flow
Hither, tither, to and fro
Hear a blackbirds crow
Carried by winds that blow

Please if it will, that I may
Tell of a tragic tale

The nights are cold in the city
Frost seething down on the ground
Shuffling feet, scraping beat
There ain’t no sunshine coming now
No, tonight the air wears a frown
Sadness comes from everywhere
It looks at you, it looks at me
Wondering, is anyone free
What if…
A glow in the distance grows
Light against dark, contrast
Turns to a blue, bright as a morning sky
With wisps of puffy white clouds
Hope springs, could it would it find
The sun shining through brings a smile
Survived the journey of a midnight mile
To seize the day anew
The yesterday, like the wind blew
No…
Just another pause in a time
That lets breath take in deep
Expelled with a final sigh
Slowly fades to black, retired eyes

Ax