Hey Horny

[mtmynd]

hey horny....
where did you come from?
you derailed me
left me in fantasy

no, its not bad
real pleasant
but i had other things
on my mind
now theres no room
for logic
for reasoning

you've come
with one thing on
my senses
leaving me with
passions stirring
focused on sensual delight
wide screen technicolor

[i'm unable to see anything else]

horny...your message
i cannot turn away
your call suspends me
leaving me in desire
uncomfortable
i try to leave
this carnal carnival
but i am riveted

laser tuned
to your message
immobilizing me
whenever you knock
on the door
nothing else matters

horny, you are it
you are the one
the all powerfulmelting reason
with the heat

i surrender
and bathe myself
under your reign
sensing relief
until the show
drains me and
the mundane goes on


Cecil

[raga/blues]

tis performable sir cecil..........

[creativesoul]

awesome
really honest

[stilltrucking]

"You can weave such an exciting ambiance around a man he'll hardly know he's being held by it." Joyce Johnson writting about Kerouac's first mate.

Sweet magic writting Cecil
I loved your poem

[mtmynd]

Thx, r/b... maybe one day you can watch me recite that one, eh?

And TY, creativesoul. I appreciate your comment.

Truck - I glad you enjoyed that one... truly. Thx for the reply and the Joyce quote.... interesting.

[creativesoul]

some are drained
some replenished
never can tell

[Ann Bingham]

Oh how one can get lost in that 'thought', nothing else can be thought of logically until that need is fulfilled. Could relate to poetry, or any other type of writting. The thoughts must be gotten to the page, before the feeling is lost. Well something like that. Just thoughts. Enjoyable read.

Deb.

[mtmynd]

yes, creativesoul...'tis true. one can never tell is the other is drained or if they are replenished... as long as they are smiling.

thx, Ann Bingham! no matter how we describe it, it's nature calling us to fulfill bodily need... mind be damned.