Save The Rain Forest

Save The Rain Forest

I am the vacation.
Not so much the destination,
As I am visited when the leaves have fallen and the trees stand bare.
When the chilled words of winter leave the lips of your lovers.
It is me that you come to when the nights grow long and cold.
My covers are where you find refuge.
And like a shelter I take you in without question.
You hang your coat on my branches and absorb the warmth that I offer.
You water me with intensity and my leaves grow.
Creating a canopy that shields you from the troubles you turn a blind eye to.
I am the rain forest and you’re just a surveyor that was curious of my beauty.
You’ll order bulldozers to destroy me within a fortnight.

Planetary Comparison

Planetary Comparison

This form of mine is wasted.
On constant false relations.
Hoping that my love can someday be reciprocated.
Am I less of man to admit that I get lonely.
My hands kept warm by the illuminated keyboard as I type out lines of poetry
Confessing a need for a deeper connection.
Sometimes I want my mind to be undressed instead of my khakis.
I promise that my compassion is easier to swallow.
I’m the type of man that wants to hold hands
While we stand

Inside of a planetarium laughing about inside jokes quietly to ourselves.
The smell of romance lingering in the air.

As the universe is explained to us by Morgan Freeman.

Tiger’s Eye

Tiger’s Eye

She follows the rhythm that flows through my fingers.
Sharing similar taste as her’s lingers.
In my mouth the taste of her flesh; I desire more.
Sliding nail down soft skin as we converse with the sun rising.
Grazing over expectations with our fingertips.
Our lips dissecting the barriers from past battles.
We plant ourselves in common ground.
Her skin absorbs the sun the same way I want to absorb her.


My hands attempt to carve away the uncertainty that I see in her eyes.
I want to chase her across the country.
Over the mountains, through the desert, across lakes and rivers.
I want to watch her body flow into mine.
While time melts into a blend of colors as we hold hands.
The way her hair falls over her face is a beautifully orchestrated masterpiece.
Carefully engineered the way her smile creeps into my morning thoughts.
As I stare at the coffee that now shares a space with her in my morning routine.
Clinging to this bliss that she brings with her.
As my thoughts manifest fantasies of when I’ll be next to her again.

Pie

Pie

I want to feel your warmth as I enter you.

Discovering the hidden parts of your rain forest that your soul created.

Reaching in the deepest parts of your oasis;

Searching for you, within you.

Stitching It Together

Stitching It Together

I am a fan buying a woman gifts.
Connecting the dots
As I shop for myself with the person I spend moments with.
Locating the rift
In our personal wardrobes.
Remembering conversations where I was told.
Her favorite type of clothes.
Careful calculations as I offer suggestions to complete the equation on what it is they desire.
Cropped photos of sweaters of different shades waiting for her to give me the OK.
The way her face grins as she steps into the sundress that I suggest.
I know what she likes.
If I would get it wrong she would send me quickly back to the drawing board.
Here I am

Figuring her out
One garment at a time.

Dragonstone

Dragonstone

I like it when she’s aggressive.
How she grips my soul when she tosses one leg over my imagination.
Mounting me like a dragon, cutting my scales as she drags her fingernails over my armor.
Whispering incantations into my ear.
Turning flesh into stone as her words carve hieroglyphs onto my bones.
So intimate that when she moans I hear my own moans in the back of my mind.
She closes her eyes but still I see passed her eye lids into the nothingness as she commands me.
Her hair swaying in the wind that she conjures around us.
As I am lifted into the void.
My name is whispered from between her thighs.

She is the amalgamation of pleasure.

Her skin radiates alongside mine as she takes me away to a paradise made of carved ice and liquid fire.
She let’s go of my soul as she places it between her lips.
She kisses me just as the world begins to manifest itself around us.

Proof of Evolution

Proof of Evolution

The gills in my lungs that are dormant,
I would reawaken.
If it is your love
That I can drink in.
You are the carbon,
Of which my being is based,
If I could say what it is that I adore about you.
It would be your taste.
Your taste in men like me
Is what leaves me stunned.
Where other’s saw hundreds,
You only saw one.
Vines grew
Out of old scars,
As you unraveled my mind.
Playing your guitar.
My smile was covered,
By the afro you maintain.
After I kissed your forehead,
While we stood in the rain.
The right to defend your love is not mine.
Though I will take up arms,
If so ever came the time.