Summer heat

I am a little anxious a little tired but i’m OK

just wishing I’m young again, running around with cute boys

not minding the summer heat at all.

Lately, I am craving for something more interesting

something like a delicious set of lips against mine

or having a stiff drink with someone who can have

a firm erection even at this age. I am craving I am wishing

for that man to materialize out of my wet dreams.

I am praying for another first kiss, for another first orgasm after all these years

I am old but am dead yet, I can still wish and pray and crave.

I pray for you and I pray for us

to keep this river flowing

let me keep loving you let me keep believing in us

tell me you will keep me close , tell me you are around

make me feel I am yours make me feel safe in this

crazy world we are in

Hold me close hold me tight

Because I want to believe in us.

#believe loneliness #unrequied love
I still believe in Us…

Stars

Stars may face in the day light but you know they are still in the sky

always the just in the background of the luminous sunshine.

I may be overshadowed by some chaotic moments in life…but i am

always going to be here.

Just as the stars in the sky.

Rain hasn’t come along in quite sometime

making the secret garden bare and barren

quite thirsty for moisture that will somehow

lead to a sweet rupture of velvety petals

waiting for raindrops and dewdrops.

photo by justme62

Soon

When did you say “always is too soon”

When did a flower learned to bloom

I think when the timing is right

then we will be alright

for today I can only say

the clock is ticking but I am not budging.

Restless

Siren blaring in the distance

too late to be up too soon to get up

restless mind running hundred miles a minute

with sluggish attempt to get out of bed

felt like a million years of dread

from last night till dawn.

Sunny sky

I watched the clouds sashaying above like a canopy

made of cotton candy…August will saunter in, in a few days

and butterflies will have a great party in the sunny August afternoon.

I can see the riverbanks from here and I know the trout are

having a fun time swimming in the cool summer water.

I can see everything beautiful the only thing missing

is kissing you under the sunny sky.

Hunger

Feed it, fuel it, succumb to it. But the hunger doesn’t subside. It intensifies

needing, clawing on my sleek skin. With every arch of my back, he thrust even deeper. I could feel my velvety folds getting sleeker, but the hunger for more doesn’t stop. I met his thrust with my hips and my legs wide open to receive him. I can’t explain how much I want him. How much hunger for his lips and how deep my craving for him.