THE BATTLE

She bends.
I catch a glimpse.
Shrilly blue lace.
My member
Defies gravity.
Against all odds.
I plan to make
My move but...
Along comes
The snake.
Tattooed, squeezing
through her valley.
I wonder!!
Don't I love
a threesome.
And then they...
Smearing of lipstick
on each other.
Routing the places of paradise.
Duel each other
With their tongues.
Whilst me is hardly
Taken worthy
Of partnership.
Nevertheless,
As they pass
I still
Stiff-salute them.

LIVING DEAD

Slash with a knife,
thy wounds won't heal.
Burn it red,
Stab thy heart.
Feel no sorrow.
Feel no pain.
Give in to pleasure.
Beat it to hell.
Weep with job.
Being dead whilst alive. 

THE NEXT STEP

So long as friends,
We have played our part.
Time comes by now
For a fresh new start.
I feel alive,
Time spent so far.
Life feels so wonderful.
Now in my world that you are. 

LOVE ITSELF 2

How he cries!
A prisoner lost in battle.
Death won't account
His escape.
For wounds suffered
Where one lost thy love,
Cannot be healed.
The soul remains,
Scarred forever,
There would seem no end.
the ignominy of it all,
Where love has foundered.
Love itself,
Shall find a way.