"My Adonis"

You stand before me
Handsome as always,
My Adonis
Sculpted from my love,
My dreams and desires.
I am astounded at how still you can be
As my eyes drink your flawless pose
Rock hard granite perfection.
Silky raven hair falling
No...
Hanging above a placid
Forehead unrifled yet by age
A Masterpiece!
Gem colored eyes
Varying hue by the hour
Or reset by the mood
Cat's Eye Topaz
Malachite chartreuse
Complimenting
Fleshy lips flawlessly placed
Begging to be bitten...
To be consumed...
On an angular face
As if chiseled after an image of Eros
Erogenous neck line luring the eye
Down to your broad shoulders
Arms outlined in muscles
Defined and secure
Like a horse in gallop

Tag Heuer resting on your wrist
Interrupting the flow
To your hand
Harboring virile fingers
Painting, gliding and gripping
A pen, a phone, a brush,
My soft supple skin...
Your torso inebriating
Your well drawn back
A heavenly sea to rest upon
A pirate
plundering hearts
Wherever you may sail.

I met you long ago
Needing someone to dream of
When bored and to speak to
When lonely
To cry to and hold
When nights failed
To draw me into slumber

Now always together...

I have spoken to you
Of Love, Fears, Dreams
I have read your poetic words
Contemplating all of life
Your melodious soft voice
Stretches itself over the extension
Whispering magical words
Lulled with a sultry accent
Airing comforting phrases
These memories and time spent
With a man that is more than a rainy-day’s comfort
And a fleece blanket covering
My naked feet.

Softly...
Like a whispered caress
I edge closer
To your wanting pedestal
I possess you
My one-piece collection,
Frozen forever in this moment
My hands move-rushing to
Polish you into refined elegance
Kissing your eyes,
Your dimple,
Your nose.
Caressing your face,
Your chest,
Your thighs.
I kneel before you
My Vampire Knight...
Smoothing you until you glisten
I come apart at the ends of
Your soft fingertips...
And before I am finished
I slowly run my lips
From the apex to the base
Of our passionate craving
Entangled in sweat and tears
Unafraid of tomorrow’s fears
Ecstatic to the moment’s oblivion

For every question
You hold in your heart
I answer
I am yours.

"Third Strike!"

Rise before me...
Take your shirt out of your jeans.

Now!

I didn’t say you could look at me.
You just earned your...

First strike!

Kick your shoes off and spread your legs apart.
I want bare feet
Spread them wider
I can see the pulse jumping at your throat.
You’re breathing fast, baby...
There’s no reason to be afraid of me.
At least, not yet.
I can always smell you.
Your scent’s caught on my skin
and when I taste it on waking
My smile soaks into my day
and spreads like honey through my limbs
You smell like sandalwood and tonquin musk
with white chocolate
I’ll never be hungry again
Or soiled

Unbutton your shirt from the bottom to the top.
Slow
Slower
I shouldn’t have to repeat myself.

That’s the second strike!



Throw your shirt near your shoes
and take a deep breath.
If you look at me again,
I’ll pull one of your chest hairs out
with my nails and feed it to you.

You know...literally?

I’ll place my lips against yours
and tug them open
With my incisors and a guarded heart
Don’t worry, I won’t be gentle
I’ve started to need you
So I’ll bite hard this time.

I’m going to hurt you tonight
In three delicate ways
So that you don’t hurt me
When your hand gets tangled
in my hair as we sleep
Pull your jeans just below your hips
And be still...


Such marvelous lines to fall into here
my throat aches..am thirsty...

There’s a muscle twitching beside your belly
when I reach out with my two hungry fingers
You almost flinch.

That is the third strike!

You know what that means...

Come here boy... *I Love You* ~:)