On an Island

 audio

 On an Island 

on an island in an ocean
in the place between
stars with planets all in motion,
in a plasma stream

with E.M. fields from currents flowing
as electric rivers rush
twisting, turning, shrinking, growing
echoing the lush

sensations manifesting
feelings felt within
mind expanding, coalescing
endings that begin

on an island in an ocean
becoming more aware
of the constant swirling motion
here and everywhere

micro macro planet spinning
while in the space between
ionic particles beginning
spinning while unseen

on an island in an ocean
in the place between,
imagination's swirling motion,
in a plasma stream....

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Feel You Too

 Feel You Too    

I know you know I know you
know that I know we are two
incarnations who have met
before somewhere sometime yet

tick tock tick tock time is change
always now it seems so strange
all that's coming, all that's gone,
now's still where we all belong

watching thoughtwaves flowing by
letting go to say goodbye
to illusions' phantom pull
breathing in again we're full

'til exhalation's rhythmic throb
in the present,  it's it's job
tick tock tick tock time is strange
in the now is where we change

somehow somewhere very soon
breathing in and out attuned
you will know that I know you
know that  I can feel you too...

 

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Anticipating

 audio

 anticipating, warm and wet
penetrating as we get
rhythmically embroiled in thrusts
excitation's  naked lusts

slipping in between your legs
groaning 'more and more' you beg
oozing loving's slippery pleasure
I love it when your show your treasure

and when you are on the ground
on all fours and look around
as I rub your warm,  wet lips
tip on lips as my hand grips

up and down then plunging in
back and forth til you begin
to grip me deep down inside
letting go again I confide

touching nipples, kissing neck
feel me inside, you can check
I'm not ready to withdraw
wanting you to want some more

deep inside you, part of me
starts moving slowly, sensually
as new sensations rise within
and again we both begin...

 

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Rhythmic Pulsation

 audio

 sensations converging
with our bodies merging
you and I becoming one

rhythmic pulsation
sensory elation
together having fun

sharing perceptions
enjoying erections
fingering nipples and breasts

rubbing clitoris
we both adore as
we're wrapped in a tangled mess

of skin on skin tongue
down in among
oozings and tasty drips

licks penetrating
ending our waiting,
as through us now rips

orgasmic feeling
magnetic appealing
you and I becoming one

rhythmic pulsation
sensory elation
together having fun..

 

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State of Mind

 audio

 music's playing in the park
on a summer's afternoon
wishing I could somehow spark
a consciously attuned

state of mind in which to find
wonder... feeling bliss
quickly slipping out of time
away from all of this

breathing in and breathing out
together with the trees
on the mountains hereabout
rhythmically at ease

sunlight bouncing off the ground
cosmically entwined
music gone, the only sound
a gentle breeze which finds

itself in the afternoon
on this summer's day
with me as I am attuned
in this simple way

breathing in and breathing out
rhythmically at ease
in and out while hereabout
in a gentle breeze...

 

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Evaporated Molecules

 audio

 evaporated molecules
from liquid to a mist
drifting in the atmosphere
by sunlight they've been kissed

excitedly they've disappeared
to reappear when high
above the ground in places we're
slowly moving by

below the air in motion
as gravity attracts
water from the ocean
now in the sky which lacks

the power to simply drift away
never to return
molecules of mist can't stay
as for the earth they yearn -

evaporated molecules
clouds up in the sky
imagination's liquid fuels
re-forming, drifting by

above within the atmosphere
creating images in mind
raining down wherever we're
slipping out of time...

 

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