They’re just words right?
As long as they stay on the page
What could possible go wrong?
She would surely be amazed
My words inspire desire
They are passion uncaged
Each letter a tactile experience
With every word pleasure remains

She couldn’t possibly know
She was soon to see
Her every movement was captured
Perfectly
Visually by me
I encased semantically
Her ever desire
Verbs romantically linked with adjectives
Nouns dipped in fire
Prepositions very existence
To close the short distance
From fantasy to reality
She offered no resistance

They were just words after all…

(more…)

Churches and Liquor stores
booze and God
explore with me the path
of the neighborhood that is ours
I count a store every mile
at least twenty churches in that same time
a liquor store to match
I guess even salvation isn’t a strong enough patch

everyone wants to escape
no one moves away
they deflect it with the thoughts
“where would I go anyway?”
It’s sad
the way this place exists
poverty mixed with pleasure
street peddlers of bliss
in small enough packages
the soul is abandoned

(more…)

She winked at me and my heart grew bolder
When she smiled at me it emboldened my soldier
I couldn’t get past that sparkle in her eye
It beckoned me come closer, how could I deny?
So I approached and what did I find?
She took my by the hand and transformed to my guide
She led me to danger, in the space of an instant
Her words promised me pleasure, just cover the distance
I did and as if in a trance
When I awoke we were entangled in a forbidden romance
Synchronized trance
Forbidden dance
Between the sheets
Pleasure enhanced
All that in a instant
All that in a vision
All that in a smile that defied resistance
I had no choice, in truth I never did
I was always hers, it was only the journey that could be different

-Malcolm Lloyd

It’s the light in your eyes
I miss it terribly
It’s the way that you smiled
When I suggested running away with me

Though I know you were placating me
Never for once taking me seriously
The thought alone was enough to give me ecstasy

It was your voice when we conversed for a spell
The way you made topics come alive so well
Your words had texture to me
Though you’d praise my clarity
Your wit came effortlessly
Arousing me…intellectually

I won’t even touch upon the danger
That irresistible stranger
Forever present
Yet avoiding all attempts to tame her
Her appearance results in subtle mood shifts
Still though we approach her warily
Never do we beg of her desist

(more…)

In the bed between the sheets

Under the stars while the moon peeks

Our bodies like poetry

When they meet

Ecstasy

That which defines our release

Your touch

Which makes my heart beat

You want it, it’s yours

Come with me

To the place of dreams

Where wonders never cease

And thoughts turn to steam

As actions paint a passionate scene

You scream

I need

You speak

I believe

The pent up frustration

Is but an indentation

The paragraph is spoken

And all resistance is broken

Think of me and we shall be

Together forever

Or at least until sweet release

-Malcolm Lloyd

In her eyes I was startled
Trapped in their clarity
She drank me in and held me
An eternity
Naked for her to see
She held my soul
So bold
My arrogance whisked away from me
I was naught but a man to her
And her;
A goddess to me

-Malcolm Lloyd

Hmm…so if I kissed you would you kiss me back?
Would you touch me back if my hands caressed the small of your back?
Would you look into my eyes and return my stare?
Would you allow me to lead, and then follow me somewhere?

Would you trust me to never touch you wrong?
Would you never doubt my fingers wherever they might roam?
Would you allow my mind to read yours and respond in kind?
Would you stay with me till the end of all time?

(more…)

Please listen
I can feel you slipping away
Don’t leave me yet
I need you to stay

I’ve been gone a bit
I promise it’s not you
Every day I’m away
Is another day I miss you

I don’t know how to say
The things that are on my mind
I don’t know how to convey
What I try so hard to hide

The world is strange
I’d love to change the way it works
Reality is so profane
I seek the innocence of your touch

Lay with me the night
That I may forget the horrors of the day
Let me caress you in my arms
To keep my demons away

Let me show you it’s real
That fantasy is reality
Ideas are vague
But words are concepts of actuality

I struggle to find courage
So I keep life at bay
Never living in the moment
I send entire hours away

What am I to say?
I’ve said it all in verse
Describe my needs and my wants
Confess as if in church

Dear Lord…it’s been years since I’ve felt
The type of passion and longing
That overtakes my soul and envelopes
I pray for guidance, have you any left?

Absolution then, if not?
I fear I’m out of my depth
You know what I need
I pray that you grant me leave

My body craves her touch
My heart wants it to succeed
What is right, or wrong?
My mind can no longer see

Her smile overwhelms all
It keeps me on my knees
Beseeching…
Is it then for help or for leave?

Am I asking for permission or forgiveness?
I think it’s time we see…

Time flows
It’s direction opposite
Where I need to go
I find it…Obstinate

It doesn’t bend to my will
It did when I was young
It would always accelerate
As each year came along

Now I want to return
It doesn’t heed my cry
I call out at night
I call out…out of fright

I need to go back
Theres so much I don’t know
To see him again
Theres so much he doesn’t know

Time takes flight
It no longer heeds my call
Only in my dreams
And even then not for long

Wavy hair and intelligent eyes
Features stern, she’s soft inside
An old soul, still with very young eyes
She sees right through your pack of lies

Eternal beauty, infinitely wise
Silently curious, without disguise
Passionate gaze, returned in kind
To those who see the smile inside

-Malcolm Lloyd

Inspiration should be shared and yet jealously guarded,  Thanks to Genxster for being my inspiration for this one!