Saturday, 27 December 2014


New pier Durban South Africa

numb

there were times I sought refuge in my blog as I fought the sorrow of being without you. 
I had lost my inspiration, my muse, I was lost my soul, it lay bare,
there were times I would seek refugee in reading poetry, and there were times it spoke to me,
I couldn't put pen to paper and pour out my heart, I was too numb
I found solace in other poets sorrows, or hope in their words.
I want to share some poems with you, some are sad, some inspirational, 
forgive me for portraying others writings but the words are beautiful.


Clenched Soul by Pablo Neruda
We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.

i carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
This poem always inspired me during those long lonely times without knowing your love or your voice, it was what helped me keep on hoping that we would again be together

always love her


                                                       Love her when she least deserves it,
                                                    because that's when she needs it the most.

The endless road


The endless road


As I travel down that dusty road not knowing where it will lead

Fraught with pain and heartache I waver in my step

Mind reeling as foot falls upon the stony path

Looking back as I pause in my stride

The road has no beginning and there seems to be no end

The warmth in my heart stays my course

And at each daybreak I find myself wandering

Again on the endless path,

Yet there in the distance I see the end

And she is with me stepping beside me

And the beginning has no more weight

Only what lies ahead is our new beginning

Her every new kiss is the first kiss to me

She speaks to me under my feet all day,

She sings to my dreams all night

And I find myself wanting her

I had always carried her in my heart

I had never left her and now realise

She had never left me either

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Saturday, 6 December 2014

power of love


I feel her in every breath



I feel her in every breath,
On every drop of rain,
I feel her in the rays of the sun
Warming me to the core
I hear her voice on the wind
Calling out to me
I taste her upon my lips
Kisses by the bounty offered
She comes to me in my dreams
Completing my shattered heart
I catch her scent in the mornings
Of promises yet to come
Tenderly she touched my heart
And charged into my life
My mind enveloped by her thoughts
Brings hope and light again
I see you there in the distance
you are so near I only need to reach
soon my love we will hold each other
not fleeting nor in a dream
but to tremble within our loving embrace
I will come to you to be at your side

hidden behind the mask



Behind the masks we hide
Revealing a glimpse of the truth
There are no lies only hidden truths
Hidden behind the masks we grow
Bold and tall we appear to all
As we perceive ourselves
Behind the masks we hide
The hurt and uncertainty erode
Only the mask is shown
As we hide behind the face
That is not ours but for those to see
Our hearts feel the truth
The mask unable to hide what lies within
Behind the masks we hide
But we sense what is there
You cannot hide it from me
Only the mask is seen
Our hearts are felt
And behind the mask we hide
Shown to each other
Yet others cannot see
Hidden behind the masks
We are revealed to each other
And we are complete
Hidden by the mask from others

without a touch, only a whisper

a whisper an echo of your words spoken,
they roam the halls of my memory 
that is the only thing that I can lay claim to,
I cannot feel your touch nor the taste of your lips
feel your heated breath or warmth of your flesh,
I have only dreamed you to me, 
no touch can I lay claim to 
yet I tremble with the need at the sound of your voice
your words roam the halls again 
lifting the shuffled heel and adding spring to the step
frozen moments in time, created and captured in those hallowed halls
the ghost of wishes and dreams gone past, replaced by the present 
revived again with renewed vigor, this time much stronger
distance but a word that strengthens patience  
what we will share, the future ours to shape

lean on me I am yours



You can’t be an island unto yourself
It will break you; the loneliness will eat you up
Love me with every fibre within you
Need me to share with you your happiness
Share your sorrows and quiet moments
Because sharing with you means just being there for you
The quiet strength in knowing that I’m there
Lean on me, need me, allow me to be your rock
Your staff your shield the one you can turn to in need.
Consume me and allow me to consume you
Beat me, hurt me, sound off on me, rent out your anger
Grow to trust in me again, I will not hurt you,
I stand and watch the struggle within you
I see how it tears at you how it torments you
And although we who love you become the object of your wrath
We take it in silence and understanding, with patience
I want you to blossom and bloom again
To be my delight and joy, the light in my life
I beckon to you to come out and heal
Because without your healing I will remain broken
Your love to me is my strength, my hope
It brings light and meaning to my day
And the universe remains in sync
Let me love you baby and love me too

once as if in a dream

once as if a dream, still throbbing within my blood
your words walk through me
leaving their traces beneath my skin
leaving the rhythm of your syllables
in my blood
so that you echo with my pulse
you may think you have ghosted
away from me
but i hold your words
as I hold the wishes and wants
I offered, shared
dreamed with you
for you
I hold your words tight in my chest
sometimes ballooning with the heat you offered
we dreamed once together
and we now dream again 

I dreamed you


You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life

Wednesday, 3 December 2014

she is my sea



people tell me there are many fish in the sea, 
I replied.....she is my sea!

Monday, 1 December 2014

helpless

There times when I need to speak
Let my love flow from my lips
My feelings bottled up inside
Yet it all seems to come out wrong
The lack of words or prose can’t describe
What I need to convey or have to say
I feel so helpless so far away

There are times I become afraid
Of things past and things to come
Fear lurks in the shadows it’s always there
Fear of loss pain and tears
Snatched away from my future dear
I see the struggle within your eyes
I am so helpless so far away

A love so strong it aches within
So pure and faithful loyalty too
It gives me strength when things are down
Brings me joy in sharing with you
A smile, a tear touches my heart
Always there to take your hand
I am helpless without your love

the space you reserve for me



The light captures you frozen in that moment
Immortal in time and space, poised
As radiant as the day and kiss of light
The diamonds sparkle in your hair
As the wind tussle’s it brushing
A picture of beauty

What lies within the immortal coil?
What drives and moulds it
Do shadows replace the warmth of light?
Withdrawing from its joy
Or kisses of folly kick at your heels
As you quietly skip along

It matters not what vision I see
The hue and blush upon your cheek
It’s what you hold in your heart
The space you reserve for me
More precious than all the gold created
That’s what matters, that’s what feeds me

consuming



A dominant man can never be alone,
I need to protect and care for what is mine,
I know that you need me
without you I cannot exist
my strength is not in my hands
but in my endearing love
my compassion for you
the tender moments are my strength
because my touch not only caresses your skin
but touches your heart and soul
you consume me as I consume you
we feed each other constantly
knowing you are mine
will always keep me near
you are my strength
you are the force that drives me
you are the joy in my heart
the song upon my lips
and the light that reflects in my eyes

you complete me

Sunday, 30 November 2014

I will always love you


I will always be here like a shadow that never leaves your side
I will always be there to walk beside you 
I will always want to share with you each moment 
I will always

I will use this blog to write to you, of you, of me
I will shed my tears upon this page
I will laugh with joy at the words that echo
I will always

I will miss your stories and the fragments you relate
I will miss hearing the ping of your messenger as you come online
I will remember the joy and intimacy shared
I will always

know this;
I love you and always will
I miss you and will forever
I dreamed that we would be together
I dreamed of you and still do
I will always need you in every way
I will always

you are still with me


I see you in everything I see
I hear you in each song that's played on the radio,
I look at the stars at night and hope you see them at that very moment too
I share my day with you, each moment despite not hearing from you
I carry you in my heart night and day
and you still inhabit my dreams and you are the last one I think of when I slip off to sleep
and the first I think of before I even open my eyes in the morning
you have my heart, my soul is yours 
and I yearn for you each and every moment of the day

Friday, 28 November 2014

always looking


He remembered her



He remembered her. In the beginning his mind was full of reminders of her. It was overflowing with thoughts and imagines. Events and split seconds of bliss. Everywhere he looked he would see her. It seemed like she was in the strangest and most obscure of places at times. Sometimes it made him smile. Sometimes he would rather forget. But she was constantly around. Popping into his head when he least expected it, telling him gently not to erase her. He was determined not to let that happen.

Then slowly the memories were not as clear. He started to forget certain moments. Mental images became fuzzy. He couldn't remember details about certain days. What she had worn. How her hair had looked. What they had talked about. It scared him. He fought against it. He didn’t want it to happen. He tried for her to forever live in his thoughts. He wanted new experiences to remind him of her. He needed her to stay around. But he couldn't prevent time from ticking away and taking her along with it.

Piece by piece she gradually vanished. One memory at a time. Touch by touch. Smile by smile. All began to leave. Until all he had left was her name, her face and a handful of blurry moments stuck in his memory. Those, too, would eventually slip away. There was nothing he could do about it but to let it happen. To watch her painfully disappear. The same way she had done once before.

never far away

you occupy my mind,
you are the voice in my head
I feel you at each turn 
I see you through every reflection
and although you are not here 
I don't want you out of my mind
because I will never leave you
I will never be far away
it takes just a word from you
and I will come

Saturday, 15 November 2014

not a single glimpse

though I go to you often in my dreams,

less than a single glimpse is granted in the real world

Saturday, 8 November 2014

make me new again


Just one word

Just one word can make a difference
Setting off heartache and turmoil
Setting into effect confusion and doubt
What was meant doesn’t matter
It’s how it was understood that does
How do we take it back and make it right?
How do you un ring a bell?
How do you mend the hurt?

Just one word can mean the world
Deepening love and futures promises
Hopes and dreams reinforced by just one word
The innocence so pure, the trust entrenched
Binding two hearts together with hope
How do we grow that trust?
How do we entrench our word?
How do we sustain our love?

Just one word can make the world
Just one work spoken with love
Even when misunderstood
The love you know I have for you
Should have steered you to know
That it was not meant the way it was seen
But all my actions of the past will tell you
That you are all I ever want, it has always been so
You are my everything means just that.
you are my everything 
“She lives the poetry she cannot write.”

"He writes the life he cannot live."

Monday, 3 November 2014

she believes


You appear and 
my heart beats faster,
you look at me 
and I blush,
you smile at me 
and I melt,
you talk to me 
and I can 
hardly breathe,
you touch me and 
everything around me fades,
you kiss me and 
I feel I could fly,
you hold me and 
I know that I love you. 

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

Never forget..

I love you

Will she come nearer to me

To what distant shore will I travel to
To set foot upon the golden sands
Of my dreams that always visited you
Your soft whimper at the touch of my hand
Of the wind that swept away my fears
Joyous words like the lover’s song
The grimy streaks that track my tears
The time without you has been too long

And in the morning I hear your footsteps
Awakening me from my dreams so dark
The faint smell of your presence leapt
The red streaks upon your flesh my mark
And I remember the night before
Of your gentle touch as my dark eyes did see
I know not if it was me or you wanted more
Or whether you will ever be coming nearer to me

filling her mouth with his need


Never take away your laughter

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
fool who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter. ”
― Pablo Neruda

Just a Kiss

A good kiss is a doorway to something much more. Each touch of the lips is a turn of the key; an inhibition pealed away to reveal the truth. Desires are sparked, inflamed and allowed to engulf. The sweeping motion of tongues takes away the ashes of restraints. A kiss, done right, can leave the body damp, weak and wanting so very much more!

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

My little secret


his use



Moaning with every thrust, squealing at every spank….  she spreads her legs a bit more, tilting her ass upwards, letting him drive as deep as he could … her fingers pressing and circling her clit til it throbs. She screams,  grabbing hold of the cushion and burying her face into them. Her toes curl, cunt clenching and unclenching around him. He doesn't let up, his cock still pressing into her at a furious rate… she whimpers Don’t you stop.. I’m not done.
I wasn't going to, baby… I want you dripping all over me… my balls soaked for you to suck on…  He pushes deeper into her, leaning forward and gripping her hair in his hands, tugging it with each deep thrust… Where’s my fucking cum?  He scrapes his teeth along her spine… I want more, now…

The Stairwell.

((This is a bit raunchy I did hold back, but didn't want to lose the effect of the story. 

I hope you enjoy it))

He watched her from the shadows as she moved across the parking lot, her short tight skirt hugging her body as she moves, so feral, like a cat slinking along her body in perfect harmony while she moved.
He watched her hips sway invitingly as her skirt hugged that firm round ass; he could feel his heart beat pick up as she moved. He had always marveled at her beauty, she was gorgeous in every way. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back almost to her ass and even in the shadowed light of the late afternoon it shone with vitality.

Slipping from the sanctuary of the shadows he moved out after her. He hurried to catch up closing the distance quickly. She entered the building going through the swinging doors into the stairwell of the hospital quickly climbing the first flight of stairs onto the first landing. He moved through the doors silently the blindfold and large cable tie in his hand, catching a glimpse of her disappearing onto the first landing and with a few large swift steps he closed the distance crossed the second landing coming up behind her midway up the second flight of stairs.

She heard only a faint rustle behind her and as she began to turn her head he grabbed her by the wrist from behind pulling her backwards instinctively she reached back with both hands to help block her fall, but she fell into his chest simultaneously he grasped her wrists slipping the cable tie over both wrists pulling it close restricting her, unable to pull them apart, her body was totally off balance she leaned precariously back, her back against his chest, she tried to took down to see her footing and the stairs, her heart leaping into her throat as she panicked and tried to struggle. Then the blindfold slipped across her eyes bringing in the darkness, she felt powerless off balance there on the stairs, her hands confined and bound behind her back, her mind reeling now that she was also deprived of her sight. Strong hands held her; she felt his strength in the grasp of his fingers about her throat, firm yet not painfully.

She felt his body move forward pushing her with him regaining her balance she could feel the strength in his taught body as he pressed up against her pushing her into the wall. She was at this unknown man’s mercy; he had total control of the situation, the panic subsiding as she struggled to think of what to do, how she was going to cope with the situation? There was no need to panic, only logical calm would save her now.

Trying to listen to the sounds about her she stopped struggling, she tried to catch his scent, feel for textures, as she struggled to identify anything that would give her a clue as to who or what was happening to her.
As he pressed up against her his hand gripped her by the hair, pulling it back abruptly, she could feel the sting of the hair pull in her loins, making her cunt and ass clench. She felt her cunt begin to seep wet with her lust. Her mind in turmoil at the way her body reacted even at this time of uncertainty and danger. Her body pressed up against the wall while she felt his hand push her skirt up over her hips, then she felt his cock pushing between her thighs rubbing up and against her moist sex as his hips thrust against her she realized that if she never struggled she would not be hurt.

Her breath caught in her throat despite her thoughts to remain calm her breathing became ragged and labored her heart drumming in her chest. “Gosh it wasn't fear that made her breathing labored it was lust” her thoughts screamed at her as she realized that she was pushing her ass backwards into his thrusting hip. She felt his warm breath on her cheek as he whispered into her ear, “don’t struggle sweetheart, you will not be hurt” She recognized that voice, she wasn't sure who it was she couldn't place it but it was a voice she knew, this helped her calm herself a little as her mind reeled, “could it be?” she thought, no sooner the thought entered her head when it was replaced with another “Gosh he is going to fuck me here” she felt his hand pull aside the thong exposing her puffy labia, the thick crown rubbing along her slit splaying those delicate folds coating his flesh with her wet lust.

Pressing back her ass wanting to feel him enter her, her lips part in a soft gasp as his crown rubbed and teased her swelling clit before finding her bubbling wet fuck hole, her flesh stretching around his engorged head then popping into her wet clasping cunt flesh as it slipped into her spasming flesh.

She heard his soft groan as he entered her, chorusing hers she felt him thrusting deep into her from behind he tugged at her hair making her back arch and her pussy clench around his thrusting meat. She couldn't believe what was happening, or how she felt, how much she wanted this? She felt like she was going to orgasm almost immediately as he thrust up and into her clenching cunt flesh, straining on the restrains as she gave into him.

Bewildered at how she felt, his voice again in her ears “are you okay?” She couldn't believe it, it couldn't be? he was so far away on the other side of the world, another continent. It was his voice, she could smell him, his scent was pleasing, a hint of cut grass and rose petals, coupled with the smell of tanned leather. She heard him groan again as she pressed her hips backwards “mmmm you are beautiful baby.” Then  the waves of pleasure began to shake her, her thighs quivering as she released, she felt his hot searing cum squirt into her filling her, dripping from her cunt mixed with her fuck juices, coating her thighs and dripping onto the floor.

He has stopped thrusting now as he held her, her body still trembling with the pleasure of her release, his breath in her ear as he pressed up against her, warm and soft the whisper so familiar, how could it be? “I love you babe” he pulled from her warm clasping cunt and the rest of their fuck juiced splattered to the floor.
She felt her hair released, the cable tie cut free releasing her hands, taking a deep breath still trembling, her hand reaching up pulling the blindfold from her eyes as she turned to see who it was, to see him for the first time, to be able to look into his eyes and hear his voice. It was him; she could never mistake that voice.

She caught movement at the bottom of the stairwell as he slipped away, her body still trembling from the pleasure, at the way she had been handled. She touched her lips perplexed, had it been a dream, was it him that had taken her so forcefully, impressing his dominance over her leaving her so wanton and needy, was it a dream? She felt the tickle of their fuck juices running from her gaping pussy, sliding down her thigh and she knew it was no dream, he was here.

The kiss


As lonely as a cloud in a clear blue sky,
this is the solitude that we have sought.
to share what belongs to us and us only
where the words and visions we share 
touch our silent intimacy!