Travels, toil, tribulation |
Part 1 of I don't know how many: Lockhart, A Christmas to Lock in your Heart.
All photos copyright ©2005 Connie Hopinks. All rights reserved. I don't mean to sound grumpy or anthing, but I'm a phot...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Dec 2005 12:24:00 GMT |
Old business |
i wrote this ten years ago,
yet, i could have written it yesterday.
amazing how feelings come back like that.
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his snores were a sweet lullaby
compared to this deafening silence
of b...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
invisible wounds |
i don't know how to stop the pain
i can't reach where it hurts
nothing soothes the gaping wounds
no magic poultice for what aches
i sought relief in the beauty of the rain
in the rapture of c...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
dance |
your eyes spoke of restless nights
of subterfuge and sarcasm
nuzzling, your neck revealed tomes
about your intimate, dark spasms
my hands felt the rhythm of your blood
the vibration of your sen...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
tenderness |
had you but said
take me now, like this
i might have jumped
off that high cliff
but you reserved yourself
drawing yourself tightly
inside your invisible world
of kind words and taut lips
...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
qué sé yo |
detesto a los hombres
los jóvenes
los viejos
los de edad media
idiotas
no saben qué hacer
con una mujer.
putos.
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Living alone together |
You angled your head away from mine
Kept your feet curled up
Hands above the covers
Feelings in a drawer somewhere
The silence echoed in our emptiness
Past words stabbing cruelly
At our drea...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Men watching lesbians |
What is the fascination (straight) men have with watching Lesbians being, shall we say, amorous? Men's libidos remain a mystery to me, and I've been around a few years. I've tried to get anwers from...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
