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Damon

About Me


SEPTEMBER
The weather had turned.
Underlying the flat surface heat Of September's Indian summer,I felt the faintest sting of winter,Like the first delicate touch of the razor's edge before it cuts the soft flesh beneath.
She sat on the bench's edge.
Misery masked in face and hands,She smiled,and brightly as always,But I knew,I felt the chill.
We had reached the equinox,the season's cusp,And had begun our slide to winter.
BLACK LACE
black lace wrap and twine held delicate close as wandering vine shy careful hands trace curious lines and delight in uncovering
pleasures elipsis short hot breath across your hidden skin move lightly in tender places into deeper secrets moist inner whispers long longings short shy shocks time and time again turn back the clocks blow soft and sweetly to start a fire keep off winter's chill
just to touch lightly kiss your sweet wet lips a roll of an earlobe the full moon round of an artful aeriole slippery pleasure comes in clever tremors slow dancing in little sweet pieces moment to moment inch by inch by inch breath after breath I hold mine to catch yours.
BLACK LACE ON PALE SKIN
Hearts beat together,deep exaggerated breaths Scalloped black lace against pale satin skin Hands fingering the delicate pattern Finger traces the graceful curve of the collar bone Hands cupping a gentle arc of soft skin Palms running over tiny blond hairs on the stomach Over naked hips to small of the back Tender lips,damp,anticipating Tongues dancing to the wild drumbeat of hearts As a rough hand caresses,roves While fingers grapple protruding shoulder blades Lips trailing slowly down a swan like neck Breaths ragged,kisses fervent Tingling,reeling,pounding,ringing Traveling through the veins from fingers to hips From hips to toes;quivering with anticipation And lust;soft beads of perspiration reflect candle light Frantic now,gasping,gulping,diving,exploring Rising and falling with each heavy stroke Until there is nothing left but a heart beat.
MOVEMENT
Small bodies of movement tinkling with laughter so like the music of wind chimes floating along the cool breezes of autumn carefree and joyful.
Playing of silly games high bright voices are calling out into the crisp air as Sol smiles down through the changing leaves crimson and gold.
Sounds of breathless sighs replete with youth grace radiant days made more sweet as time slips past in the form of seasons shared and warm.
FALL
Half truths and lies,tangled and twisted like fall leaves in her long dark hair.
His empty words muddle through crisp morning air;
she inhales his betrayals deeply.
The gentle light of dawn breaks yet again,her face to the sky gleams with tears and dew.
In the renewal of day,of her.
She parts with her love for him,tangled and twisted among tall oak trees and weeping willows.
SLEEP
Bare,Autumn sleeps,At the foot of the Oak,Her chestnut tresses abound;
Embroidered with leaves,Scarlet and gold,Her locks blanket the ground;
She keeps them nestled,In her soft,earthen womb,Acorns warm,sound.
HARVEST
Now the harvest moon shines in chilly nights,beaming pumpkin like;hung in inky space.
Branches shiver,whip in wind lashed flights,crying outrage,gripped in cold embrace.
Now the fulsome greens fade to yellow tones,or drop brilliant red and shrinking brown to dance askitter over summer’s bones in rasping counterpoint to drifting down.
Now the field mice creep to warmth and walls.
Birds swoop codas against graying skies.
The trails of nutshell and flocks’dying calls speak a denouément,saying goodbyes.
Autumn exhales an expiring breath to fall blanketed under winter’s death.
AUTUMN
It's gone to autumn and you return Feelings,thoughts,and love swirl round me like all the beautiful before's.
Alone this afternoon with lots of memories and wonderful thoughts of how you still hold hard to my heart,my friend and confident.
Perhaps another lifetime,past or future you are always and ever here close to my feelings soft and comforting as the winter nears,I still feel your hands see your beautiful eyes and even though you are far you are right here right now and I dream you back into my arms.

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WINTER

Autumn flowers,happy hours,Frost altered colored leaves.
Walks through woodland,isn't life grand,Feel that tingling Autumn breeze!
Love the berries,Autumn's cherries,Makes a pure jam delight!
Always remember,it's in December,Autumn ends with the Winter's night!!

DARK CLOUDS

Barren trees scrape their fingers'cross my window panes.
The howling wind chills the blood flowing through my veins.
The full moon floats high in the night as dark clouds drift on by.
The frigid silence broken only by a lone wolf's cry.
Fallen leaves dance in the air a dry and crackling sound.
And the mist,it spreads and creeps across the frozen ground so I lay here in the darkness shiv'ring in my bed.
As Autumn's wind brings to my ears the voices of the dead.

DAWN

The Past is gone but not for him he holds his hurt within his skin
Trapped inside A body so taut his tortured heart is what I sought
The strength of mind in which he lives keeps me from giving all there’s to give
He fools himself that’s he’s not this way when his truth becomes clear I wait the day
My heart can’t take the wall you’ve built just push that sword to the hilt
Your time will come to understand I hope it will be while we’re hand in hand
If it’s not to be then that’s okay my nature will shine again some day
In Your galloping sprint away from me don’t look back you’ve set me free
You’ve made me proud of who I am it was good to say you were my man
A part of me will hold You true as I wait the day your dawn is due
Let me glimpse you then when Your dawn has risen just to see that heart freed of its prison.

INNOCENCE

I love to watch you sleep,as your eyelashes flutter on your cheeks,softly,dancing like snowflakes you whimper,moaning as you toss and turn your body heats me,no need for a blanket I watch your chest rise and fall and push my lungs to follow your relaxed rhythm I watch your lips as you lick them wet in your sleep the muscles in your face clench and relax I want to touch you, to let you feel me yet I hold back,just to watch and learn learn what you look like when all the stress is gone when all that is left is what you always try to hide the innocence I always see beneath your hardcore shell that I only see completly when I watch you sleep.

Kissed

We kissed Do you remember?
Can you close your eyes And feel my mouth on yours The warmth of my breath on your skin.
Does the mere remembrance of it make your breath catch in the back of your throat?
Does it make your skin tingle?
Does it make your manhood swell Imagining the same type and amount of attention elsewhere.
The same slow and lavish loving all over.
The same fingertips that caressed your face learning the features Now,swirling softly about the head of your shaft And across the tip.
The same mouth whose warmth you felt along your neck Now taking you in The same breath Now,washing over you.
Soft kisses along your rigid length Over the head.
The same flick of the tongue Now,across the tip of your shaft And across Over And again.
The same suckling Now elsewhere Rhythmic Steady Soft A flick of the tongue.
Sucking Rhythmic Steady Now a bit harder.
The same mouth that moved passionately over yours That you explored with your tongue The hot moist recesses therein Now encases your hard,throbbing flesh.
Slow kisses working down the skin Down, from the tip to the base And up again along one side.
A pause to suck softly on the head Slow Steady.
More kisses Down the other side Back to the base And up To the tip.
A pause to suck softly on the head Slow Steady.
A slight flicker of the tongue to the tip of your shaft Probing Softly sucking.
Another flick More sucking Harder,this time.
Slowly back down to the base Another pause to suck at the skin there Teasing flicks of the tongue Light caresses.
Feel it My fingertips Running ever so gently up the insides of your thighs So slight Barely there.
Feel it More kisses.
Back up To the tip.
A teasing kiss to the head Soft nibbling down the sides The swirl of my tongue along the base.
Back up To the tip.
Feel the warmth My mouth opening to take you in.
Mmmm Hot Wet Deep.
Feel The soft sucking Fingers massaging the base Caressing the flesh.
My hand Now gripping your shaft Slowly moving up.
My mouth Still sucking But harder now.
My mouth sucking the head My hand caressing your length.
A rhythm begins Soft And hot Hard And hot Wet And hot So intense.
Soft caress Hard caress.
The tip of my tongue swirls around the head of your shaft Wet Soft Hot Hard Sucking Moving.
Feel the pulse The rhythm The intensity growing Building.
More Building.
Sucking Moving Wet Soft Hot Hard.
Growing More.
There Feel it rising Coming Ohh There.
Now Soft,tender kisses Gentle whispers of the tongue Soothing Calming.
Slow,soft kisses Soft,loving kisses Soothing Calming.

SHOW

Light from the moon just a reflection rods and cones the eye’s detection,Seeing what is there what we think might be and there in the shadow what we do not see,
I watch you through the crack the slightly open door bare foot standing on the hard wood floor,Eyes closed (dreaming?)fingers on your spot Swaying to and fro Lost,perhaps,in thought,
With a smile of completion you shake head and hair bend to pick your underwear and,as if,a dare,You bend,and show me everything still damp with perspiration I breath deep and touch myself with thoughtful contemplation.

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