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moonlight lust

the moon watched over all her lustful infidelities

~

alone

it was over

lonely midnight

moon shining silver

and she was going home

trying to smile, nothing there

she was beautiful, a mature slut

she would regret her lascivious lust

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

just a thong, under a see thru dress

and what’s wrong with that?

 

 

white water

for true love knows no seasons, no endings nor beginnings

~

black beach roiling

the lonely figure walking

March gales came in slashing

white water boiling and crashing

and yet he is far away day-dreaming

of love, the moon and stars, finer things

hearing her voice seeing her face in his mind

knowing, deep in his heart, this is the beginning

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

so in love with her

nothing else matters

 

barefoot sand

she left her footprints in the sand ~ she left her love in my heart

~

and I dream of her

her touch her eyes her hair

the way she left footprints in the sand

as we walked along that quiet beach together

musical voice speaking of a future, her small soft hand 

resting gently in mine

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

a perfect day lasts for eternity

in our memories

the gift of calmness

inner peace is true wisdom’s best reply

~

a silent sea

a solitary beach

love is within reach

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

what it would be to experience that numinous light

morning has broken

faith, hope, and charity ~ and the greatest of these is hope

~

dawn heralds a new day

the sea whispers

words of hope

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

the long night of fear will end

the lust inside

older women dating younger men is about sex, not about love

~

she’s older, no lady

many boys have used her

and many still do

younger down on their luck

it isn’t ever love

it’s just a fast rough sex fuck

she gives it away

willingly, freely, rhythmically

one far off day

it will all haunt her memory

through bitter tears

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

she measures the men she sees

and still cries bitter tears

 

 

the burning fires of desire

the desire of a man is for his woman
the desire of a woman is for the desire of her man

~

she loves him again

eternal conflagration

hot fires of adoration

friends now yet they

parted way back when

what happened then?

mistrust between them

love tried and denied

yet true love will always

find way to return to her

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

they say that true love conquers all

when she appeals to his desire

they are perfectly right

 

a final tryst

the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
a dateless bargain to engrossing death

~

A winter midnight and the light was strange.  A glow that cascades, softly falling from darkness, carefully arranging long shadows cast in deep silver blackness.

A castle dark, a fortress strong, and set in the tallest lonely tower a locked room holds and coldly embraces the lovers’ fatal final tryst.

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

we will never be set free from these chains upon our love until we embrace the moonlight

delicious desires

sometimes you don’t need explanations, desire is what it is

~

lust

lovers

sexuality

hot fantasies

secret encounters

steamy conversations

clandestine motel meetings

marriage commitments limitations

willfully ignoring their sexual sameness

enjoying stolen illicit moments of total bliss

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

she was the girl she dreamed of

when was just a little girl

only lonliness

it’s better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone

~

we are distant islands

cast into a tropic sea

lonely barren deserts

there is no us nor we

the miserable mistakes

as we tried to be free

they haunt memories

past’s pathetic debris

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

there is no loneliness like a failed marriage

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