Clock Tease
Tick…tick…tick…
Time is of the essence.
Moonlight provides
silver for the scene
of my erotic dream.
Fantasy meets reality.
In the shadows we move
In the silence we trust
Our secret meeting
fueled by lust.
Tick…tick…tick…
The hours move fast;
Shadows disappear;
silence broken
by sighs and screams,
first has become
the last.
The future has been influenced
by the past.
Can we make it last?
Comments
I LOVE this piece Dwayne !!!
You capture the way of setting the emotions without having to say them directly….
Beautiful … sexy … longing ….erotic…LUST…. BRAVO !! ((HUG))
I was just dealing with some feelings.
– Dwayne Boyd
love the natural rhyme to this one Dwayne and these lines below are simply beautiful:
In the shadows we move
In the silence we trust
Our secret meeting
fueled by lust.
I’m not really sure what I was aiming for. This just came out.
– Dwayne Boyd
the best poems “just come out”. :-)
Oh yes. Very nice indeed.
Thanks for you kind words.
– Dwayne Boyd
Read it again. Yeah, I really dig what you mean…..