Monthly Archives: September 2016

First Touch

Forever looking for the first touch

Individual fingers, slowly moving over cool skin, exploring and defined

Remembering each soft caress as if they would never end

Savoring the anticipation and the ecstasy

Trapped in time, the moment builds


Tasting each infinite possibility,

Oblivious to the soft cloak of sensibility

Unflinching and unsure, apprehension measured with each soft breathe,

Captive to the fascination of the moment, the thirst building as if to fulfill a sacred promise

Humbled, each touch an affirmation of what is to be, what is meant to be, perfect in its simplicity.

An Every Day Passing

Passing, the light mist of perfume saturates his senses.

Dizzy with lust, thoughts obscured by the quick nod and flick of the hair.

The calculated, pensive look, carrying an almost sad quality, dominates the ink stained paper in front of her.

Seen together, but always separate, beauty is renewed daily with the glimpse, the almost forgetful hello, the not knowing.



I was visiting my parents today and happened to notice this bird waiting to eat its dinner. It kept its distance for about five minutes until I guess it realized that I meant it no harm. Soon after that, it moved in and chowed down!!!





Morning sun rises

The quest an obvious one

Peace, tranquility