The path she took she knew,
knew so well
by her footsteps padded,
a button toe and tiny heel
sole flattened way
below the pines,
a strung winding
trodden line to her friend.

So many times
she traveled
sometimes eyes closed,
bare foot familiar,
feeling brown needles
soft sand
wandering roots
just where they should be,
route touches of
assuring signs,
breeze wisped
in tree cloaked
rustling forest fabric,
wrapping the nearby
watery sounds.

Shh! I'll sneak this in after the kids have gone to bed

First you take time to inhale
then cock your head and look at me.
Your smile reveals some hidden tale
or pleasure at what soon will be.

Next I'm held in gentle hand
which guides me to your waiting lips,
anticipation becomes grand.
Your lips open as if for sips.

My rim now enters soft warm mouth
as if finding a home long lost
in damp darkness way down south
as control is nearly lost.

where this gentle black wind roams
like the ghost of the dark wood moans
come waking my wounded Valentine
come with tear stained velvet dress
and we shall stress
sharps and flats
across the keyboard shadowlair

awake awake pretti Penny
the snow is still falling
the aching sadness calling
caught in the middle
with no place to run

and all the fresh cunning
smiles are sharpened
ready for the first dance
in all the saliva slush

like a heart crush

I've worked hard damned near all my life
but now I'm on the dole
while greed's allowed to have run rife
loss of self worth haunts my soul

Like most I thought I Was my job
(I could build 'most anything )
'cept a defence from those who'd rob
our chance to grab for that brass ring

Each day I still wake 'fore the dawn
old habits never die it seems
I'm that guy you could depend upon
to construct your home of dreams