Moon – A Haiku

Falling evenfallA yellow, warmly moon meltsnear the cicadas

An Online Affair

The exoticism and naughty thoughts that trickle from my mind. Tie me up and slap me if you can be so kind. My voiceless lover and I explore the erotic forbidden. Divulging our dark sensual desires laid so hidden. Through words we found an intimate place for fantasy to be born. Let’s pray there is

My dear friend….

My dear friend, may we bathe in the moon light while walking the Moors. Frolic in the sweet jasmine scent whilst embracing ours amours. Tumble down hills with laughter amongst the autumn falling leaves. Cruise in a baby blue Cadillac with fluttering hair made by the breeze. Capture lit summer days with endless screaming tears

Our mask

We wear a mask to bury our shame, And sometimes to appear the same. Each morning we find our dress, And that mask to cover our awful stress. We walk amongst our friends and peers, Dreading the mask won’t hide our fears. We wear the mask to obscure that pain, All this pretending is done