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 handÂ
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
