Under the Darkness

The darkness underneath seeks to pull me in. It wraps its fiery tentacles around me as they sear my skin. The cold and desolate realm awaits my arrival with sinister enthusiasm. With fierce determination I resist.

Haunting voices whisper words of despair and self doubt into my ears. It seeks to break my will. I am tired and worn, but I still have fight left in me. The dark place promises me it will take my pain away, if only I submit to its will and renounce my determination. It recites to me soft and sweet lullabies to cast me into a deep sleep; my eyes are closed but I am still awake. I am gaunt; I am weak, but my heart will not fail. 

With flames of anger in my eyes, I balk at its proposal and mightily cry out for the light.


A dream is realized, every time I stare into your beautiful eyes.
I have looked into your soul, and I have seen your salient cries;
Soft and emotional kisses are given as I wipe the tears away from your eyes.
I will hold you in my arms for an eternity, 
And I will love you endlessly under the starlit skies.

Cherished Moments

Impassioned feelings
Of love explode
As deep feelings 
Are sincerely conveyed;
Precious tears of joy fall
As a lifelong commitment is made;
In sensual moments of intimacy,
The movie of our life is played;
The light of our love and passion
Will dwell amongst the starlight forever,
And never fade.

Intimate Passion

As passion surfaces, intimacy is taken to another level. The insatiable heat of desire burns like a wild fire, and an unquenchable thirst gives rise to endless longing; the subtleties of her essence enthralling my inclination to the point of utter insanity, as I wildly express my love to her with primal instincts totally overtaking my body, pushing me to please her to levels of sensuality and ecstasy never before found. Her softness and femininity are savored as the moments are slowed down, and time is counted not in movements of the clock’s hand, but in movements of the waves of her pleasure. Her light brown eyes drive my desire. Kisses are given intensely and endlessly. The moans of her ecstasy and the movements of my sensuality are in beautiful synchrony.  I want her more and more. The length and texture of her hair alone, moves my soul and increases my passion. The scent of her passion and of her perfume causes me to tell her secret feelings of love inside me never expressed. Strong feelings of emotion flood my soul, and sexual intensity permeates my mind and body. With every passionate word, and with every erotic movement, we rekindle our love over and over. Our sounds of pleasure is the melody of intense love and the fire that burns within us. I am deeply immersed in her essence. Her love to me is a wondrous dream wrapped within a dream. I am captivated by passion; I am a slave to her love.


As the darkness closes in I scream out in resolved subversiveness; the will of my spirit echoes throughout the earth and scorches the bottom of the heavens. The angels hear the agony and torture of my silent cries. A dove flies overhead and keenly searches my soul; she sees my pain and lands on my shoulder with a beautiful white gardenia. I inhale deeply as I savor the perfume of the flower; the light inside me is again rekindled. 


In my darkness
I call for heaven;
My portion has been
Pain and suffering;
In my thirst, 
I seek an oasis;
My torment follows me
To different places;
On my journey of sorrow,
I see sad
And familiar faces;
Faces of melancholy,
And despair;
Faces of agony,
And fear;
For these sad faces
I shed a tear,
And hope they find happiness in time;
For the faces of sorrow
I see weeping before me,
Are all mine.