Her picture.

Undress my princess
Her inviting smile beckons my lust
Crimson lips
Eyes of simple trust.

Her heart controls me
Connections made in silent stands
Childish fantasies insane
Eternal desires of man.

Beauty bedevils the rights of hope
Pleasure seeks its hidden touch
Wanting smooth love alone
Or dreaming of shared lives, a want too much.

I tilt my head
Kiss her soft & slow
Stroking naked tender flesh
So no-one else will know.

Love, desire & an urgent sense of hunger
Brings her close in many ways of wonder
Foolish, imperfection throws happiness a bone
& bears poor witness in tears to the path he’s sown.

But guarded secrets tell of love he holds for her
& hopes to strip her down & extenuate her groans
Daily thread bare logic persists & warps
These strong desires inside to hear her moan.

Love or lust he can not tell
But face of angel beckons more
& daily fantasy behind these eyes
Illusions on her flesh he’ll draw.

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Giving Up.

She walked around naked today, but I didn’t care.
I was wrapped up in the deficiencies of my mind.
Her false glasses and beautiful blonde hair aroused an ego far from truth
but the telephone call lied to me, I dropped her hat & smiled & walked away.
I’ve gone past caring for the considerations of others. They don’t exist!

Girl with wet hair stood & smiled. A shower room full of fantasies & wet thoughts.
But I just threw her a towel around you see. My mind is now divided by bitter recriminations!
The fallacy of the female form. A perfect dream. A dangerous liaison.
Her perfect face reminded me off a Bavarian hegemony
With her white little collar & her soft faded freckles.
I kissed her once & made her bleed, but lies were told & her manners jaded
I knew it was time to walk away. Seems all dreams break in crystal shreds.

& two girls loved, made out on a soft oval bed, sighs were passioned & the action was hot
But the night was too long & the practice bored, who was it really that imagined it all?
No-one kissed & all was fake, a woman’s heart is stone for lies.
Escape to gardens bright in flowered flesh.

I found myself in a bright sun lit, trying hard to cleanse my soul
Screams from across the world & painful sin, made life hard to live at all
But the sun warms hope in a battered man, always wanting, bleeding dry
I sit by river, lake or silent sea, a tranquil seat of clouds & dreams
The past is dead, though the stone will stay, no present seen & future gone
Here the distance merges fate with time & me, In point I stop the bloody fight,
I cease the pain, I aim to sit, here in perpetual, momentary, empty bliss.

~too much time in life spent in fight. Tonight I surrender. Or escape.
© ed simkins

Morning Rain & Dreams

Death is a friend through the darkness of the night,
I awake and I see you, a dream I once knew.
I tell you that I love you and I see your sweet body
I wish you were here & love kissed me more.

As the rain hits the windows and the flowers sadly cry
I turn to my side and see the space you once slept in.
My mind sets you there and I’d kiss if I could
But cruel is my life, filling with space.

I’m not sad anymore, no more than the rest,
& I’m grateful for my world, my minute little part.
I just wish, cause I’m selfish, than I had something I want
The affection and the kingship that once I enjoyed.

& I’ve learned from the past, through sadness & defeat
& I know that I’m stronger & my ego a devil.
I know that I can love and how I can make happy
I know how to set her free & love her so deeply.

But it’s morning now & the world is awakening,
It’s cold and it’s raining and I’m staring out of my window.
& I wish one day that fate, or accident or something more crazy
Would set out my dream and let her walk back

I don’t care about her past, I don’t care for the words
I just wish she were in my arms and the peace back again.
I wish for her romance & the days that we laughed
& I’d make sure she knew of the love in my heart.

~ awakening with the sight of her beside me. How cruel is the mind!
© ed simkins