I just wrote this poem now:


wandering star 5-9-05

so that’s it –
no more coy little smiles
with promises of more
to cum
between my legs,
no more red lacy panties
with their screams for attention
- at all the right times -
and how they distracted your lips
- for hours on end -
in that seductive little dance
of temptation
and fireworks
that you know so well

no more pandering to that visceral
seduction wrapped so tightly
around my breasts,
dripping in the excess of our desire
and gasping for air,
<<deep breath>>
the hours peeling away in wanton
surrender
upon waiting lips,
like reckless abandon
sprawled out across
naked
valleys
and dangerous curves

tender kisses and loving caresses
only last so long
**sigh**
- nothing lasts forever -&#8211;
funny how i sensed
the end
before it came,
and how I knew that soon enough
i would be alone again in my bed,
staring at the mysterious holes
in my ceiling,
wishing that i could connect-the-dots
into new constellations
and somehow recreate
my fate




**Comments and/or suggestions always welcome.**


[edited May 10, 2005]