Unspoken

Unspoken is a hidden thought, 

the truth cuts through, emotions caught. 

A sudden glance, a sideways look, alone. 

Careful as you come on by, 

you close the gap ... as if I'm shy. 

You stand so close I feel you in my bones.

With warmth and charm, you try, disarm. 

No doubt or waiver sends my alarm. 

I feel your trust, your warmth, your tone, advance.

You take my hand and steer me out.

Alone at last, no hidden doubt.

You steal on close and then you take your chance. 

Received by me, pure ecstasy, 

walls laid bare, emotions shared. 

Relief to find a welcome on my lips. 

Exception

I once did dream of summer skies, as I looked into your smiling eyes, 

but there I saw to my surprise, the warmth of your love and no disguise.

I see in your face every thought you think, as into your arms my heart does sink. 

I trust you more than I trust myself. I love you without exception.

And if by chance I touch your hand, my soul does lift and leave this land, 

and heaven sent it soars above, as I explore our eternal love. 

Were we by chance not meant to be? I can't imagine love you see,

with anyone else, but you and me. I love you without exception.

 

Jacob Purvis, I think I'm in lust with you...

I think I'm in lust with you. 

I just want to dance. 

I think I'll make love to you. 

Just take off my pants. 

I will take you in the night, 

given half a chance. 

Just say yes, then undress, 

time to start romance.

You and me will always be, 

pumping through the night. 

You know we were meant to be, 

isn't this just right? 

Take my hand and hold me close,  

squeeze and hug me tight. 

Then when its time to start again, 

we'll give it all our might. 

I think I'm in lust with you. 

I just want to dance. 

I think I'll make love to you. 

Just take off my pants.

In silver light, their masks delight, they hide behind their veil. 

They spin such lucid tales, of lust they do avail. 

They compliment and flirt and fly to sow the seeds of desire, 

but quickly do their long spun tales drift unto the mire. 

So happy thoughts and caution taught, I explore this world of theirs. 

I now know how to hold it back, my inner-self not shared. 

But keep these imps at distance, and keep behind the line;

and we will see if love does hold given nothing more than time.

~.~

Saturday

Saturday,

oh what a day,

I wake up in the morn.

Sports today,

time to play,

my muscles to be worn.

Comes the night,

darkened lights,

time to share my love.

Party sounds,

stir the hounds,

my loins allowing of.

Restless times,

steady rhymes,

I listen to the beat.

Heady noise,

with the boys,

Dancing off my feet.

Comes at last, 

my repast, 

warm his cold embrace.

Frantic hands, 

lust abounds, 

then gone without a trace.

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Is it just me? Please set me free. I ache to get away. 

I feel constrained, so wholly reigned. I do so want to play. 

I swell with love, I bust with lust, I need to have my way. 

So set me free, and we shall see. It's time to run and play. 

Making Love

For me there is no
better thing,
than making love;
a mortal sin.

But love it be,
and not just sex.
Robotic coupling,
like insects.

I need to hold
your heart in mine,
as two linked lovers
we do entwine.

So hold me now
and share your soul
and lets make love
until we're old.

Ecstasy

With ruptured heat and broiling fire,
your passion fueled my own desire.

The heat that meant my destiny,
your breast did beat with energy.

I looked upon the molten gloom,
your eyes met mine and I did swoon.

The umber of your very soul,
a passion spent, a tale untold.

Our youthful lust, quite carefree,
we locked and lept with energy.

I knew that I would only be,
alive with you, ... in ecstasy.