ooooohhhh
his bo-dy
speeaks to me
i see
him glistening
sweet
like dew from peaches
muscadines
tangarines
clemetines
honeydew
maple
cinnamon
cinn o mine
making time
to lay and sit
forsaken kisses
with abundance of mouth drips
and hips salsa dancing their
way into grand fields of delusional
bliss
bless
i say bless this bed of whic upon
our two bodies lie
tangled-meshed-mashed
together like no one else can
or would
to assume that can they can sway like we
here
there
sup the life from loin to loin
and join in chorus grand only enough
for mortal man to sing
and song damned and blessed at the same time
much like that of the drink of the wine
merlot
we peak
we peak
and release outward like peace
stretching out forth and touch father sun
while kissing mother moon
and tickling each star
waving over the cosmos
only to return to the bed here in which we lie
an alter worshiped
adored
by us
alone

This was niccce... just to peruse in the PM. Reminds me of hot august nights, and not the car show..

I know my response ain't great, but I just thought I'd let you know..

nah, man...thanks 4 da love. it's still hard 4 me to write hoestly about how i feel about shit. i'm always wondering if my words are offensive in some why, but i guess the real offense would be keeping my feeling bottled up inside. u words were right on time.

Hermanitto've done it again and you are so....HAPPY .... you are an inspiration. Te amo. Sissy.

Mr. Sissy to u , trick! Thenks! LOL!

This poem made my eyes dance as I read it. Sensual, vivacious piece of work here.


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thanks, ma...what's funny is this isn't even about a significant other, it's actually about a cutty buddy as they say here in the ATL (GayTL)...and what's reall strange is i just ran into him this friday...spooky...thanks for feelin it...muah!

>to lay and sit
>forsaken kisses
>with abundance of mouth drips
>and hips salsa dancing their
>way into grand fields of delusional
>bliss
>bless
------>LOVE^^^^^ this!


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To change, we must face the dragon of our appetites with another dragon... the life-energy of our Soul...

thank you...all we really wanna do is have someone that we can share that with, u know??? and it's funny to connect wit cats like that when it's only for a moment...but such is life...glad u felt my passion...muah!