SO I GOT TO THINKING....: Jeff

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Saturday, January 19, 2008

Oh Jeffrey Vader, How I love thee.

This is quite possibly the best use of legos I have seen since Rick and Steve. Curled plastic high fives all the way round.

PS THIS IS a game of who the F*** are you.

Me, Playing Poet.

Whispers of Temptation

I, much concerned with life
Saw the skull beneath the skin
And lustful creatures all around
Lean forward with lips full and grin.
Dead brown roots instead of balls
Drain the attention of wandering eyes

He knew my rambuncitious thoughts
Called in by lusts and luxeries.
He, I guessed, was a hands-on learner
Who could control not his fervor
To seize.
And force.
And dictate.

Calmed by nothing but that which penetrates
His flesh knew not patience,
His hand an expert beyond experience,
My body not yet a temple,
And I, quickly lead by harsh desires.

* * *

Summer was nice : The extreme heat
Gave way to naked skin
For short, but sweet unknown release
Giving fruitless promises of bliss.

From a chaise lounge, One can see a world.
Observing, planning, asserting.
Scheming.
Mouth-watering.

From which he pounced; and with quick declaration.
"I lust for you"
A force on my subtlty.
Even the slightest hint
Aroused a deeper cry

For flames that danced between
To keep the empty warm.

SO I GOT TO THINKING....

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Oh Jeffrey Vader, How I love thee.

Writing Baltimore.

Me, Playing Poet.

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