Pushing through
The dark mud
Of molasses lust
Covering boots
Cover it a must
Up to my knees by now
Wanting to answer that call
The call of the wild
My black horse of the night
Take me away
Over and over
& over and over again
Your sun kissed torso
Rolling over again
On your side
Pulsing away at my cock
Feeding like wolves
Lost in the dark
Together we paddle
In unison
Upstream
Layered cream
Dipping hands
In your hair
Jet black
The color of my heart
Inside of you
Alone
I feel so at home
Throned
Zoned
Thrown
Like a child
Wanting to go back inside
Of his mother’s womb
Inside of you
I yearn for
The inside walls
Clinging to every glimpse
Of our past
Of your plumped lips
Perfect skin
Glowing so bright
Pumping this gas
Of spiritual inertia
Re-birthing
Re-jetting
Re-fueling
Looking up at
All the dolls you have collected
Over the years
Inside their little
Glass cages
Staring back at me from afar
Tucked mahogany wood trim
Gently closed doors
Standing there in
all their different outfits
Reminding me all the ways
I can out fit myself
From all these relationships
In due time
A sinew of time
Wraps these years
Together
Of you
& I
& all the little dolls
That’s where our love lives
Locked inside
That little glass house
Of all the
girls collected
With perfectly coifed hair
Perfectly standing there
In composure &
Posture
My life
An imposter
A whole day spent of memory
Impatient collections
Astute recollections
Of our night scapes
As I stand outside
Day screaming
Leering inside
Our little glass house
Yearning to come home
With these hands
Full of stones
