my 40th birthday

[jameslovesyou]

we smoked opium
and fucked enough to make her say
no more
and layed naked basking in the mathematics
of sleet on a tin roof
living proof that we are timeless
and one...
so much fun
tracing rib cages
and the levels or stages
of excitement
all a-tingle
our cells mingle
like swinger parties
our art eases out slowly
honey drip
from that luxurious bottom lip
bit with just a hint of carelessness
her head dancing to my heartbeat
we sleep
and awaken hungry again
on this, my birthday morning
oily brownies
and the kindest fattest joint
present
a new presence
poetic tributes to a man in the making
faking nothing
ever again...

 

[Amanita Mary]

yay...opium!

 

[colicolo]

easy tiger, someone is on fire with passsion.

this was an enthrawling read.

 

[yakksoho]

A beautiful Performance.

Clearly, the present
is the present.

 

[(Wordy)]

and layed naked basking in the mathematics
of sleet on a tin roof

Beautiful... Happy Birthday! :D

Clearly, the present
is the present.

!!!