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

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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

Unknown Recluse

I am lonely but for the candle which burns before me.

My eyes tortured by the sight I drank of her this day.

Sweet & young & faithful,

Crimson flirt & thoughtful words.

 

I am sick for needing her.

For urging fate to somehow twist & bring her forth to my world of darkness this long & lonely night.

 

I am empty.

Numb.

Alone.

 

Her golden smile shatters worlds of desperate pain & feeds the world with love & joy & abandoned giddy smiles.

My angel!

My perfect, pretty smiling friend!

 

I am dying for the love of you!

That I could hold & dance & swirl with you!

That I could seek your lips upon these forgotten keepers of my words.

These gates which do imprison me.

 

I love you…

There! I nearly said your name!

& the world would know!

 

But I love you & my hands will hold you secret love,

Tomorrow in the kindness of the day.

& words will I stutter & speak & jestfully declare

That no girl makes the world so fair.

 

Or breaks my heart through longing for you!

 

For you!

 

& tears shed in wanton, frustrated fashion from these tired eyes.

 

I love you…

& I scream your name in calling you!

In wanting you!

In loving you!

 

– anguish.

© 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

Reflections

I love standing behind her.

Holding her close.

The simple pleasure of her pressing against me.

Excites me.

A secret flirtation of desires.

I love my games.

 

I love her face too.

Her gentle, perfect, delicious young face & that smile…

That sweet smile of sunshine serenity.

For she loves me.

I love her.

& The world is wrong to hate this suggestion.

It’s just simply wrong.

 

I hold her by desire.

I pull at her clothes.

I stroke her thighs.

I caress her lower back & talk.

She laughs & loves & aches to be besides.

I kiss her a thousand times & more.

I love her you see.

As stupid as I am.

I love her.

 

She comes to me.

She seeks me out.

I seek her.

Best friends forever.

But I want her clothes on the floor.

I want to kiss her every pore.

 

I breathe her in.

Feel the beat of her heart.

She’s fragile in my arms,

But I could pin her down.

& I want to wake besides her,

See her morning smiling sun & sigh.

 

I hold her waist & stroke her hair

& she says she knows she’s the queen of my heart.

I’m sunk in lust.

She talks of bites.

I talk of ‘where?’

 

I’m possessed by her.

Controlled by her.

Seduced by her.

Fed by her.

Kept by her.

& Simply put

– I love her.

 

 

(c) ed simkins 2016

– wanting her.

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Trapped.
Bored.
Her face, her voice, her fine young body lodged firmly within my mind.
I’m plagued by want.

Now what?
What can I do to alleviate this pain?
All I do is mope & long & want & dream
& hunger fills my thoughts with such strong desire.

Yet there’s nothing I can do.

Time without her kills.
It burns.
It cuts.
It hurts.

She drifts away on a daily tide & each weekend she sails the world by ocean light
& here I wait…
An empty vessel
My harbour quiet
Still
Lifeless.

I ache with excitement when she’s around
& I smile & gallop & climb a thousand trees for fun.
& then she’s gone.
& I’m left to rot.
A futile jester all alone.

I love her my friends.
I love her more than I can ever know myself.

& I’m scared.

I’m scared by death & the end which comes.
I’m scared by the daily goodbye.
I’m scared by the moments I know in which she’s not there.
& I’m scared that I own no control.

I have never felt so in love my friends
So excited & joyful & happy & free
& torn by doubt & pain & want
What can I do my friends?

But die in love & loneliness.

– Life is cruel in its complexity.
© ed simkins

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

With Her

Her eyes are alight. She’s laughing.
She’s killing me.

I’m dying for this love.
For this love I know will disappear.

I don’t know what to do, she controls my heart.
I drive along, the tears start.

With her I’m alive, I’m insane, I’m in love.
She radiates such warmth that I cannot deny.

She presses against and she teases me so.
Her secret is safe as I gaze in her eyes.

I’m in love & I sing, a clown & I fool.
I gallop & I praise & I grin like a God.

& then she is gone & my heart sinks like a stone.
Sitting in darkness, a whole different tone.

Love is such misery, I’m confused and frustrated
Dying to hear her, to touch her, to please.

– in love.
© ed simkins 2016

On her Return

Perfection smiles.
She’s back.
Her hair cascades in lines of desire down across her tender skin.

She’s seen me dreaming.
She knows I’m there. Waiting.
I’m nonchalant in stance.
My heart is pounding.

She walks over.
Makes me wait an eternal age as she takes control.
I love the tease.
I know I’ll win this game.

How are you? I ask. My words aligned with love & kisses.
I place them on her smooth sweet skin.
My eyes gliding, flirting with every pore on her face.

We walk.
A simple, slow aimless path.
& She sits.
& my hands talk to her body in rhymes of want.

The world is right again.
& She’s here with me, though the moment’s still short.
We smile. & play & the world is right.

I cup her cheek. Her face so close & sweet.
I tilt my head.
& slow dreams creep, tiptoe in.

& the perfect one is kissed.

– How I succumbed to my fate!
© ed simkins 2016