Bad Blogger

I have been very bad...No blogs for over a month...hides head in shame.
*sigh*

Seasons Change

It’s in the air
Wrapping around me like an old quilt
Familiar like a lost lover
Hear its voice in the birds’ song
See its breath in the time honored leaf dance
My soul opens for it
Welcoming it into my heart
The orgasm known as Fall

Dwelling Place

How do you know
When the time has come?
All illusions gone
Torn away
Naked...crying soul
Left bare
Alone
Is it a word?
A glance?
Or rather just that empty feeling
Left in the hollows of your heart
Whatever it is...You know
You always do
I am so sick of endings
Pulling the curtain now
Drawing myself into the pain
Knowing this place
All too well

Old Lovers

What do you say to your past?
Hi…seems so lacking
A hug
For a moment
His heartbeat feels like home
Then you remember
Hasn’t been home for a very long time
Bodies remember
Souls look back
In a blink of an eye
Fleeting moment
Smiling
“We really should have dinner sometime”
Said without a thought
Smiling again
“Yes call me”
Knowing that it will never happen
You can’t go home again
Realizing…
You don’t want to
Finally
Hi…is enough

Breasts

Breasts full and heavy
Breasts of an Earth Mother
Not unmoving mounds of plastic
They were made to be felt
Licked
Sucked
Even on occasion bitten
Love to have a man against them
Feeling his hair on my flesh
Tongue laving tender nipples
Tight peaks
Lips bringing pleasure
Nipples the color of the shell I carry
It’s the color of both my nipples and my lips
Normally it rests on my altar
For some reason
I have been carrying it with me
…
…
Why?