I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Waking In The Cold

A whisper of love is my only desire,

when eyes open, to feel her nearby

but this is a tragic melody on a wire

the sort when heart pleads good bye.


Have the many years we wander one

become nostalgic by sweet virtue alone

or are we that cold –

we cannot even find our way back home.


My memories are lustful effort to ignite

a fire inside a woman of desire’s abandon

so delight is the eye of passion in flight,

reckless withdrawal to return with tongue.


Yet did you feel my hands hold on tight

I would recognize a need to give you my

love in every pore of my skin each night

only to years later lay alone to wonder why.


Unable to dispel the chill in the air I sob

losing the hope to further find soft memory

or am I that cold –

I wonder if my solo life is my only legacy


Within the eyes of society we stand together

yet the internal storms measure our weather.

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

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