To Stupid To See


We all have an affliction
Tolerance and patience, misdirected
Others first before her own affection
Tired feet, a marathon completed
Steady job or stay at home mom, mistreated
The quiet of the night, a pleasant resurrection
Stilled by the yearning direction
To be touched in exploration
Don’t hide your imperfection
Sagging skin once time had connected
Still craves, desires wanting injection
That feeling of penetration
Deep below the surface, times taken
Cast now in a life forsaken
Electrified sensors, sizzles sin
He, to stupid to see, beauty is found within
Where a hand upon flesh sparks a sensation
Felt, in the throes of loves liberation

AntΓΆnyRΓΆs

Needs To Learn

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Breathe, real slow, god my chest is about to burst. The rise of a curtain, exposes my beating heart. The bulge in my pants, screams to be let out. What to do once my eyes see her standing there. How shall I approach this stunning beauty. Not quick like a gazelle and not slow as a hippo, no, graceful yet eager like a young roving tiger. With the coyness to track and the energy to pounce. I’ll show her what this cat can do. Oh my god, who, is gonna fuck whom?
Drops the skirt and steps, side to side. Her hips, ringing a bell, ding-a-ling, holy hell. Hello Mrs Robinson, my eyes, they stare. Oh boy, oh boy, I’m gonna get lucky. The boyish gleam is hidden inside. Below flesh, rattling bones, nerves implode. Frozen like a freezee pop, thawing mouth, melting slop. She leads the show, takes my hand and brings me down. Kneeling on the floor, before her, she pressed, her scent filled my head. Said. One thing a boy needs to learn to become a man. How to please a woman and her honey spot.

AntΓΆnyRΓΆs

The Long Winding Road


The road ahead begins when young
Freshly groomed, for room, to spread
A path of least resistance is the sure way

The long winding road, meanders along
Rivers and lakes, up and down hills
Just like Jack and Jill did
To fetch that pail of water
A simple task most would say
I wonder…
What really happened that day?

One story goes…

Jack had a twitch, an itch and Jill felt it too
Filling that pail, water, trickling clear
Out in the meadow, top of hill, just the two
That feeling that happens when hormones steer
The sex from inside appears, it tears
In a sexual sweat, getting wet

A boy and a girl barely eighteen
Falling in love, when it’s called, young
Explosive emotions erupt with commotion
Sending into a frenzy
Little buggers
All frisky and horny

A peck on the cheek, smudges
To a full on, deep, French kiss
Tongues reciting the pictures and videos
Performed by porno actors
Showing the way
To fuck! Say what?

Damn straight
What did you think
Parents show their kids how to fuck
I think not
They may talk about it in a spiritual way
But never describing the joys of sucking off

Here’s a message to all the kids
When you are fetching that pail of water
It’s ok to spill a little, it will happen
The long winding road is yours to build
And if you do stumble and tumble after each other
Do it wish class, meander along, nice and slow

Ax

Beneath La Luna’s Glow

  
brother, sister, your ear that it may flow
in storied song, these words scribbled on your mind
here, do hear the rapture sung, beneath la Luna’s glow

feel it’s breath of life mingle to-and-fro
like waves that roll gently and kind
brother, sister, your ear, that it may flow

brother dear, shoulders bare heavy, toil and sow
fend and defend, for love and peace, gratitude ye shall find
here, do hear the rapture sung, beneath la Luna’s glow

sister dear, as gentle a soul can be, tender as a sparrow
with grace of heart, thou’st giveth every ounce of faith, thrice in kind
brother, sister, your ear, that it may flow

in the grace of light, gift of sight, for thee to cleanse any sorrow
that harbours in your souls, a path to freedom find
here, do hear the rapture sung, beneath la Luna’s glow

i, as you, same in all, without malice, come and go
with each and every day thankful, to hold thee in bind
brother, sister, your ear, that it may flow

in love, there is a time, when goodbye comes to know
godspeed and will of fortune, yours be found to unwind
here, do hear the rapture sung, beneath la Luna’s glow

pray I do, as tears fall like a weeping willow
to soak the ground and feed the mind
brother, sister, your ear, that it may flow

in my heart, a place you’ll have for each tomorrow
to rest at ease, embraced in peace of mind
here, do hear the rapture sung, beneath la Luna’s glow

Ax

Woman iv/v

  
I can see your colours that fill,
every inch that is naked from a soul,
that feels the essence of being a woman,
wanted by another in a need to hold.

I can see the colours swirling over flesh,
drawing a mystery over time expressed,
taking the challenge to impress,
reading the truths with honour and respect.

I can see more colours that comes from inside,
where the deepest secrets reside,
harbored safe from hurtful eyes,
saved for the grace of a pure hearts cry.

Ax

i thought i could get all 5 done tonight. its 3am and am tired. will do v/v tomorrow.
thanks for all the visits and likes tonight. peace and love πŸ™β€οΈ

Woman i /v

  
I can draw your lines by heart,
the flow from ink that bleeds,
from the cuts across my wrists,
drips along my fingers,
as they press,
shaping your,
flesh.

Stars like crystal hovers above,
twinkles that fade in your presence ,
the shine in your eyes glitter,
brighter than any star,
heaven can muster,
blessing your,
luster.

Ax

a time that was

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a time that was, when time was whole
when the sun rose gently over the wooded valley below
a time when those with wings would dip and dive
singing songs propelling them to soar and rise
in a time that was, when time was whole

a time that was, when time was whole
when the rain would drop to quench the earth
a time when those who scurry in and out of burrows
hoarding what they can collected from the meadows
in a time that was, when time was whole

a time that was, when time was whole
when the moon would glow to call upon the ones
a time for those to share a tune
come together in song to swoon
in a time that was, when time was whole

a time that was, when time was whole
when spirits appear in the sky above
a time when the unknown is accepted with affection
by all those who believe without cause or question
in a time that was, when time was whole

a time that was, when time was whole
when the gift of life in nature is a lesson
a time when beliefs of man would be understood
in decency and respect in the name of brotherhood
in a time that was, when time was whole

Ax
a little past 3am.  I should really stop blazing after midnight lol 

Good night from here to there….xoxox