Too Many Lines

imageThe lines aren’t necessarily blurred
I just happen to think many are absurd
Imaginary boundaries we put in place
A way to measure our own disgrace
Against societal norms and satisfaction
Belittling us with their adverse reactions
Suppressing human nature and its beauty
Always out of reach is the power of unity

Spring Foward Into Night


I’m not afraid of the dark
I get an early morning start
Sacrificing my fitful sleep
To beat the California heat
When all is still tucked in bed
Getting their snooze on instead
It’s calm and quiet till I walk by
With my shepherd at my side
Waking up every dog in sight
Activating the motion lights

Making the evenings a fine
Time for sipping on red wine
Longer days now filled with work
There’s no time for creative words

Out of The Box

Even though I drive him crazy
He always manages to save me
When I stumble down the wrong path
He offers his hand to guide me back
Navigating through life when it’s hazy
Safeguarding this package from attacks
Always marching forward, never lazy

Licentious Love Affair ~ A Duet for Mature Audience

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Their eyes lock from across the smoke-filled room

Red lips to her flute, she drains the champagne

As she weaves through the crowd without restrain

He knew her very soul he would consume


Making her way through the throng of costumes

Bodies part, respecting her higher reign

A closer look confirms the mark of Cain

On his well-built form catered to amuse


Bows his head in respect to her approach

The sound of the clock strikes the Witching Hour

The crowd encircles them at her encroach

And guards stand by to enforce her power

She sternly lifts up his head in reproach

“In my presence, thou shall never cower!”


Eyes now feast on prospect with permission

Tracing full lips down to swells that suggest

Carnal pleasures in creamy, ample breasts

Standing heedlessly on exhibition


Her head falls back with much delectation

As he rips off her gown to full divest

She gleans his manhood as it manifests

And knows she’ll seduce him to submission


This night he’ll yield, else be charged treachery

She motions the guards that keenly surround

Accustomed servants to her lechery

Properly prepared, he’s forced to the ground

To lap nectar, sharing fluid reverie

Arousing the masses closely around


A swarm of limbs and lasciviousness

Surrounded them, making the whole room spin

“The one way out is for you to come in. ”

Said she, spreading her legs with eagerness.


Compliantly takes his place with firm aim

His rampant prick elicits screams out loud

Wanton in the effects he claims her mouth

No longer caring who controlled this game


Sucking her lip, draws the life out of her

To fill her up with his exploding seed

The fire in her eyes forewarn of anger

But ’twas too late for he had done his deed

The guests aghast ceased all forms of pleasure

Whilst the guards seized him for the death decreed


~ Triple Sonnet


This is the original rendition of Paroxysmal Indulgence, which was featured on on March 1, 2015, as part of the Season Premier IV – Raw, and was penned with my talented, “Metrical Writing,”  partner and encouraging poetry instructor, Oscar Plascencia, sail on over to his site In So Many Words for a (mostly mature and No H8) poetic voyage.