Bottles of Love

I kissed her.
Took my lips and placed them on the red rivers of this perfect child.
& Kissed her.

Stroked her golden skin
& kissed her.

Smiling between bouts of illusion
I twisted her locks between my joyful fingers
& kissed her.

Yes, I am drunk.
Intoxicated with the belief that I am god and she my princess.

I ripped her clothes.
A mean jest to touch her silken skin.
Stroked her.
Made her gasp.
Made me smile.

Her eyes questioned my reality.
I leaned in and kissed her once more.
She was mine and I could not let her go.
Would not let her go.

She stood there naked.
Smiling confused and gasping.

I held her close.
Simple things were spoken by the confused one.
But I loved her.
& still I do.

I lay her down to rest & fell asleep with her deep within my arms.
My girl is everything to me.
& I am still drunk with her desire.
I love her & I know I always will.

– nights of longing without her
© ed simkins 2017

thoughts without flow

it was never sex that i wanted
but then i’m a liar
& devious
& such an actor.

i’d hold her close and caress that cute ass dream
glide my fingers along the paths of fantasy
tickle her sides and make her grin a thousand smiles
and all because i want her so!

she talks and giggles and says the silliest things
girls like this are gems on earth
i smile at her and watch her mannerisms turn me on
i love her so, i adore her so!

See when she dances in her rhythmic walk
she sits besides and brushes up against
i stroke her back and nip and pull
and all because i love her so. i smile.

i’d kiss her with every breath i have,
wake up beside, pull her close and kiss her more
walk my fingers along her curves
and tease the angel which i love so much.

i want to bite, i want to love
i want to see her smile and jump on me
i want to swirl her round and make her feel like God
Perfection glistens in eyes so sweet

and i sit here quietly
and tell the world i love this girl.

(c) ed simkins
2016

6 Hours Around Her.

I kiss her.
In every moment
In every sight
In every thought I share with her
I kiss her.

But I can not tell or say or intimate.
I am mute to her friendship
I am mute to my fate.
Mute to the needs of having her around.
I’ve fallen for the perfect one.

She stands there A.M & the day begins
Conversation held & soft skin touched & cool.
She giggles as the story of her night unfolds
& I am hers completely.
The crowd surrounds but knows no the truth of us.

Break in work & she’s through to help.
She stands beside & teases me
She smiles & laughs & her words they pour.
Her perfect ways surround me now
& my bubble exists because of her.

But Manager storms on through with grim clouds grey
Rain storms fall & drown my joy.
Doors are locked & now she is gone
Emptiness completes the distraught scene.
Marooned alone I’m dying.

I see the future, kiss & taste the silence.
There’s no fun, no joy, no screaming madness.
Her world has gone, I’m broken down.
Tears & words of anger mount
& all the raged fists I hold crash against that deserted beach.

Yet as the beacon slowly burns, she’s seen, a ship ahoy.
I’m dancing, I’m yelling, I’m crying out her name.
She sees & runs & we hold on tight
I’m loving her touch, her perfect smile.
I’m lost to her, the perfect one.

– when she comes and goes like she did today I’m a loon!
© ed simkins 2016

Missing Her

Midnight.

Land of seclusion.

Eroding memories.

Worlds of delusion.

 

I love this dream.

She sings to me in beauty.

Starlight fantasy

Forbidden cutie.

 

Dying in the depth of silence

Sensual thoughts swirl over her.

Trapped by passion held in wanton heart

Mystic candle burns & blurs.

 

I hear the tide of death arrive

Slowly whispering as it approaches.

taking hand of lovers wrist

biting hard on heart as he encroaches.

 

She, my love, my heart, my cherished grief

Smiling with the stars outside

Leaving me & stolen

Not knowing how much I tried.

 

I love this creature, this ephemeral girl

With drops of crystal, tears a-fall

I see my fate, I see my death,

Heartache in stoned on my last breath.

 

As the candle burns & I seek solace

I bow my head & lie

Tell her deeply, tell her truth

That I’ll love her well, til our last goodbye.

 

 

– I’m too engrossed by her.

© ed simkins 2016

A day in love.

Part one
She runs to me.
She smiles & words of happiness exchange.
I smile & curiosity & need become her friend.
I am god around her & the prince of joy.
I love her
& we talk of things of evening past & share.

Part two.
Her hair is braided in unknown ways.
Old desires resurface through the joys of angel’s locks.
I’d mentioned in days before of how she holds her perfect silk
& love replied with such delight
& beckons smiles & I adore.
I love her hair
& wish my hands could through hers swim.
I touch, caress & breathe her in.
She lets me play & I am God.

Part three.
Secret ear & naked skin
I am excited & torn by the desire to caress & kiss & bite.
Each perfect line across her thoughtful head leads me to her smile
Her pure white cheeks, her crimson lips, her sensual profiled arc of nose.
Where could I end but kiss & repeat & kiss & more.
I love her.
My perfect gem.

Part four & last
She watches me.
What thought crosses her mind when she looks upon the things I do in earnest to be with her?
What pity she gives to know I long for her, that man unknown worships her?
That man could kiss & hold & love her for ever more & dreams in strong desire.
For her.
Her perfections control me. Own me.
& I would give the world, the whole damn stinking world to be with her.

For I love her.
I love every single perfect thing about her.
& I am hers in dreams.

– another day with her
(c) ed simkins 2016

Around her

In my mind she lies upon my bed of white
Her long, fringed, brunette hair begging to be stroked.
Her naked young body appealing, transfixing me with its beauty.
I savour this sight.

I’d picked up her before
My arms raising her pretty little face high & close to mine.
Her hair cascaded upon my skin & tickled me
My heart sang & I smiled in love.

She’d shared some chocolates with me earlier
Told me of her family
Declared war on her sister
Shared stories of her brothers.

She’d ran towards me in the park
I saw her & pretended not to notice
Her beaming face whirled around my ecstatic mind
I leant in & kissed her sweet fine lips.

In a world of friends I’d pulled her in,
Tried to tease & jest & caress her chin.
She played so seriously, ignoring me but then
In secret moments of thought, she let me in.

My heart was up & down & inside out today
I let her control my mind & tease my soul.
I’m her puppy, her playful fool.
I love her too much & I hope she knows.

I lie her down on my bed tonight.
I’ll hold her close & kiss her softly.
Breathe her in so deeply & wrap myself around her.
In my empty bed I dream of her.

– based on reality, the dream continues
© ed simkins 2016

Sat Beside

I cant resist
I had to see her.
I had to glide around & around the crowd to look unconcerned
Just to see her.

& once the random acts of kindness were perceived by all I rested upon the chair beside her.
& said nothing.
For she knew I was there.
& she smiled.

As she spoke in soft pleasurable tones, her words tickling the world with delight
I gazed upon the beauty of her face.
An artist with his gentle muse
& she smiled.

I drifted blissfully, her perfect face my ocean for the day.
Freckled pools & white reflections
Lips of youth & graceful hair
My eyes skipped across her soft serenity.
& I smiled.

I leant in. To breath her in, absorb her very being. To taste the sweet scent of love.
Heady with desire I paused to kiss her soft fresh skin
My eyes studying every mark, every pore, every whimsy of her perfect face.
Every curve perceived with majesty & beauty.
I caressed her chin & smiled.

In moments of crazy conversation & horrid crowds, I held her gaze.
Flirting wildly, she became my pet.
A kitten reaching out and jesting against the cotton ball, she played against my face with such sweet tenderness.
& proximity & desire drew us ever in.

Oh sweet Lord, my unfaithful & most dishonest friend, I love her.
That all these ghosts which surround & with wrathe conspire,
Let me hold my darling close upon my heart-felt need.
For she smiles with the glimmer of the midday sun,

& I leave a kiss with finger reached & stroke the gentle arc of nose & chin.
I wish her well & thank her for her human smiles.
Misery consumes when the love I seek departs
& again I sit alone & dream of her.

– Moments with my love
© ed simkins 2016

Apology or ecstasy?

Apology or ecstasy?
A transcript of the midnight mass.
I held her.
Erotic spine stroked by fingers of the nerveless one.

So she smiled.
Warming of the heart began.
A troubled time in life.
Thoughts eroded by her naked skin beneath.

I caressed her.
Love was charging through the veins of fire.
Secrets in all its confused ways.
Secrets hidden trough manipulation.

I kissed her.
Crimson lips bled with the heat of desire.
Soft tenses mounted through the closing moments.
The snake bit its selected gem.

Shuddered nights of eternal bliss.
Hair of silk lies covered on his skin.
Chatter blankets every sordid deed with guilt.
But love enjoys its midday mass.

– uncontrolled & rambling.
© ed simkins

Hidden Games.

Fragile bones and purity, yearning under clothes
Dreams of passion, thorns & a rose.
Crimson t-shirt is worn, hidden white skin
Searching inlets towards, finding secret ways in.

She stands there before me, silent & still
Carrying notice of her determined innocent strong will.
I long to hold her, such is the greed
Hunger my soul mate, my angel my need.

I bite with my talons, I pull and I bend her
Tie her to my passion, touch with a feather.
Entrap & surround her, hand on her waist
Courting with desperation, seeking her face.

Straight lipped & she’s gazing, off to the side
Searching, no doubt, for a den & to hide.
I grasp & I clamp her, reigning her in
Pressing against her with the love of my sin.

She succumbs & she wriggles, she aches & she groans,
Faking her pleasure to the disgust of my moans.
Time out is called & the masks go back on
Saying goodbye til the faces have gone.

Waving her off with a smile & a wink
I worry if I affect the way that she thinks.
I seek only love & I worship her face
But the deeds which I show seem so out of place.

Though tomorrow will come & I’ll scream out her name
Command her through fear with more of the same.
But I’ll do it with love, though the outcome remains
Girl who he loves, & Boy who’s insane.

– a confused relationship
© ed simkins 2016

In That Moment

i touched her.

Had to.
Needed to.
Wanted to.

i wished she wanted me to.

i convinced myself.

i ignored myself.

i held her.

So sweetly I looked at her.
Gazed at her.
Dreamt of her.

i wanted to kiss her.

Her skin is so inviting.
So smooth.
So pale.
Pure.

& her eyes engage me.
Captivate me.
Lure me.
Tease me.

i caress her.

She ignores me.
i question myself.
But still I caress her.

& i’m lost.

– dreams blur my reality.
© ed simkins 2016