Anna IV

Three nights ago

I spotted the two of you chatting

In motions resembling amplified speed

Away my eyes were taken

Over such a cheerless duration

An unwanted grievance was composed

In that moment

Quite freely I collapsed

A bite of envy monopolizing my bones

As throughout this war of longing

You escape with innocence

Ignorance made love

To the space between us

Adjusted to the scenery

There I stood---

Staring---

Just staring...

Anna III

Of all things to have existed
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she scattered…

Her eyes were marked with great hunger

The sweltering fierceness of sudden temptation

deepening with each passing glance

Each moment in which she would speak

Set fire to the congregation

As beneath our feet the earth crumbled

Though from the blackest corner of the room

Nestling was an appetite ever so carnal

As If We Were Weapons 3.0

In the midst of such colossal consumption
The mellow sound that was your body

Dashed by as hurriedly you sought
A proper though comfortable seat

Within three winks you had discovered
A suitable spot by I

Ooh… no lie could be composed
Concerning those fair ankles of yours

It was then when I had begun to experience
A luxury that was almost monumental

So suave and rhythmic
The way in which the edge of your breast
Brushed my skin…

Now my hands shall always wonder
How such a fine artifact would feel
If ever it were to rest within my palm…

As If We Were Weapons 2.0

Into the line swift you arrived

Skin just dazzling beneath the elegant glow

Barely five seconds had elapsed

Before you leaned into me

Closer and closer….

(Mild beads of sweat had begun to spill from my temple)

Until my phallus brushed your derriere

With less than a consonant

Taken from the ground

(Pause)

(A sharp, fathomless breath was drawn)

Could passion be the jolt

Coursing between you and I?

As If We Were Weapons

Before tonight no woman had grazed me

In quite the manner you had established

I was but a mere infant

To what causes a woman to whine

And to the certain ways that such an act

Could be executed so stealthily

Just like a loaded weapon…

Your fingers knew the exact regions

In which you could captivate

Your body knew how

To gyrate like The American Dream

With all that for years you had desired

Lying upon the cusp of a whisper…

Anna II

During the course of that fine evening

I witnessed the way in how loosely you swayed

With a care-free skip in each step

There wasn’t a damn thing that could stop you

All the amour and elation dripping

As each bead of sweat bit the dust

And with nothing in mind

Repeatedly I continued to watch you

Though my lips won’t bring me to say

That I simply adore you…

Anna

The suitable fashion in how her lips trembled

Held a power that could obliterate a man’s thoughts

However it had given birth to an alleged interest

With the taste sparkling along the surrounding pink flesh

One may possibly summarize this untimely feature

As a prelude to a shared awakening

And as the walls of her voice broke

Swooned I had become

By the sound of countless ways

In which she could craft a story

And as the words continued to pour forth

From her lovely orifice

The animation within her eyes

Continued to build

Though the ashes of her secrets

Had fallen to the ground