A Sultry Summer Story The intense heat of that summer had been far beyond compare, but no summer's eve had been more sweltering than the evening prior ... Clothing had been dispensed with in the earliest evening hours; both walked about the dingy flat naked as the days they had been born, the glistening of sweat from all pores making their bodies shine with a fresh-from-the-sea lustre.
They had fucked repeatedly that evening: first, overcome by raw passion as she sipped a chilled glass of ice tea, the condensation dropletts occasionally falling to her breast as she sipped, running there to the nipple gaining size with her own beaded perspiration, he had taken her over the small table.
Later, he had taken her from behind on the floor as she knelt in a posture of submission, trying to carve out a cool nitch away from the stagnant swelter of the air higher up in the room.
After that second helping, he went to the ancient tub, filling it to the brim with the coldest water the old pipes would yield. He settled into the water to be later joined by His, the excess in the tub spilling waterfall-like onto the tile below. Her form nestled into his, following each contour, filling each void with her suppleness. There in the liquid they slept, the silence only occasionally pierced by the sporatic drip that marked the time into the night ...
Seasons' Change {A Haiku Tribute to Nature}
Wintertime
winter's wet fury
unleashed and , yes, unbridled
torrents gushing forth
cold enveloping
fingers, noses, and eartips
brings numbness to each
drips form icicles
last of winter's cold breath
makes spikes of crystal
icicles forming
cold, translucent phallic shapes
rows of frozen cocks
a Winter collaborative pair with Jazmin ...
would that it be a
cold, dry winter wonderland?
frozen cocks to melt
frozen cocks do melt
but not in incessant drips
forceful spurts instead
in December's cold
the warmth of internal heat
fires the mind and loins
darkness falls over
a silent field of stark white
as hand grasps cockmeat
wet smacking contrasts
with the riotous silence
of snowfall outside
warmth of palm jism
contrasting the bitter cold
of winter's onslaught
the most gentle roar
that of a dark night snowfall
a winter blessing
the sub-zero chill
stiffens soft, fleshy posts
under thin sweater
softest of snowfalls
heralds warming of spirits
sublimely carnal
silently falling
covering all, everything
in a white mantle
winter's soft welcome
silent, falling flakes cover
a blanket of white
snow's incessant melt
white carpet shrinking with heat
winter's magic ends
Springtime
spring enters slowly
frost ebbs tentatively now
winter's hold closing
lucid desire said ...
spring awakening
the Greenman bends, harvesting
dew-kissed petals
{composing a companion verse}
his arms laden full
replete with glor'us flowers
bouquet resplendent
A Spring Protrusion
the tulip's shy stalk
emerges from the depths
like a stirring cock
it grows firm, erect
while its head forms red and full
defiant, ready
triumphant in bloom,
it withers, then becomes limp
its one resolve spent
Summertime
temperatures rise
thermometer reading red
from base bulb to tip
my straining cock stands
an inverse thermometer
a red, crimson rod
fucking and rutting
the temperature will climb
a small price to pay
mercury rising
summer's torrid heat ceaseless
mirrors passion's warmth
{a collaboration}
panting and raking
breath, nails - bodies reach high peaks
as storm regresses
spattering of rain
makes moans and whimpers muffled
during storm's roaring
thunder claps echo
rhythmic slapping of thigh flesh
on quaking assflesh
lightning's loud crackle
splitting the sky wide open
as thighs part inside
droplet forms on chin
drips to valley between breasts
coursing toward soft folds
humidly stagnant
invisibly weighted down
by translucent ponds
solar rays shining
earth, scorched and yet drying still
long for winter's cold
summer's waning heat
promise of the cool of fall,
winter's white bounty
The Fall
warm sultry Autumn
heats the mind, inflaming more
than the dry landscape
Autumn breeze blowing
spicy intoxication
of sweat on skin
heat droplets form
dripping toward breast's subtle arc
extending nipple
on All Hallow's Eve
spirits and goblins alight
upon weary souls
jack o lantern's glow
angular eyes pierce the night
whilst dark things do prowl
crunchy underfoot
leaving autumn impressions
the world sits and rests
fall's sultry warming
trees drop all, bare and naked
the land awaits snow
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