the hearth of the hearts..!!'..

and i stood behind her, playing with my fingers, over the tender skin of her back..

her hair was wavy, and had a scent of fresh flowers, i brought my lips forward, hovering gently over her chocolate brown shoulder,

i cud see goosebumps rise through her skin, i tilted my head up to see her face in the mirror, she was looking at me, a distant, far away expression, and a yearning in her eyes that arose deep from within from her soul, i saw my eyes, they were swollen, empty, bloodshot, it was like a stranger's face..

this moment... when the warm,golden, mellow fire of the hearth glowed upon us, we watched ourselves, hollow, casting away our-selfs, looking to sate our primal hunger!!!

was all important...it was silence, it was complete.. .

her back curved up in the most delicate way to rise into her supple full, behind..!!!

her hips alluring..with their perfect curves..,,,

my eyes were swallowing what they could see.....

my lips parched, my fingers trembling, i watched as my whole soul was in motion with her partly open lips...!!!

the fire burned on...i watched...seldom had i seen a body, as such, so beautiful,

it's rises and it's falls, a mystery of nature;

it's curves and peaches, and apples, drawing the soul out through my eyes,

i caught hold of her hip, turned her towards me; as she turned her hair brushed by my face;

a little jerk and alarm broke through her, and her eyes wide open, empty, and craving from anticipation.

i wanted to play!!! i put my face next to hers, our foreheads and our noses gently rubbing against each other;

our breaths, mingled;

her palms were on my shoulders now, feeling my soul; my tightness

our bodies were swaying together , but there was no music, there was only the rhythm of our breaths

our smiles were complete, it was like a soul coming together in its resting place; our hearts were complete; there was our li'l home!!!..

our moment bore fruit; it made us complete..!!!...

evrything else exists along as i exist...when i do not remain..evrything else vanishes...i m as an illusion...i pass with my colors, curious pains, the winds, the breezes that bristled my hairs someday..wanting to make me fly..the sun that shone and winked into my soul thru the trees that swayed by the roads i took..wandered like a soul lost n a temple of the settting sun...lost ..awed... amazed...stunned..suns passed by my skies many rose and set many a time..the winter wrinkled water carpets..that waltzed to the breezes and glowed in the sun..and brimmed like a woman's heart beneath..kissed me soemwher when nobody was there..i can feel her tender touch somewer chilly, moist, in a place that s remotely unmine, where i donno anybody,the only strangers i can relate to is the morning sunshine, the warm, glow of love that caresses my heart n my skin, the moon blue, whispers tales of love , and fiercesome passion of long lost days, the walls filmed with dust damp, tender , decay like things i once owned, i cry, my tears are fresh.

? - exists here now, lonely like a vampire caught in a wrong time of a world i know nothing of,,

of people i can't relate to, of trends that are like straws binding my soul, old, unaged, damp, ever-alone existing..alone..alone..

blood drips from my forehead of stones that chipped my flesh when somebody threw it at me, a misunderstanding, can't blame them, the world when it does nt understand, only misunderstands..i am alone...misunderstood, hating the very life that bounds threw me stuck, routined, chained like an animal, whipped, hurt, mortified within the walls of time..craving for a way out i want to fly away....just to cry alone in peace, with the sun, among the clouds far way and then disappear into something as beautiful as the breeze, the wind, the gold in the sunshine, the warmth, of the first rays plunging into the soil, like a warmth...i want to diasppear..to love eternally a silence that wud love me back..and i cud merge with..and i cud seperate from, when i wished wer i wished..i want to be full, forgotten, letalone into the woods, the jungle, cos my passions are primal, im as the elements coming from them, i am a the soil, as the breeze, the wind, the bark of the trees, im many more im like space...i seek not to be understood, i sought love in a woman's breasts..cos they r silent, they understand, the love me her heart loves me..and thts wat i know...i ll always no...

A Feast for the Dark, Moon Night..!!!

i stand over her..towering..one palm of mine and its solid grip is all it takes to pin her wrists to the cold, glass pane..

she writhes against my grip..her eyes like a school - girl's are trepid, expecting, anticipating, and scared - cluless...

smile- my smile twitches against my lips and stretches my chin..

she's naked like a baby..!!!

vulnerable, defenceless, helplessly spread up against the pane..

the rage is slowly building up inside me...

her toes are curling, but she cannot move, my 'thing' pierces against her soft stomach,

i slowly brush my bristled chin against her soft cheek, she shivers... i break into a smile again...

my grip tightens against her wrists ..her eyes are helpless... tortured now... begging me to let her go , but i won't

cos im having fun..hehehe

i gently draw my nails around her navel...and i can feel her breath catch and rise-up

my jaws r tightening and im smiling at her baby eyes, her big, beautiful. luscious, breasts are rising up all the way to my neck..i lean down on her...

oh my god that nipple of hers is brown, taut and almost angry that my mouth is not upon it;

the left one;

i blow cold air on that nipple, and and i can see that breast swell up like a beast thru her moan,

i suck on that soft, full nipple, hard..gently and then swallow that breast into my mouth making noises...im lost in that smell of her, in chocolate brown skin of her..and she is pushing against my body struggling to be free..i release my mouth from her ravaged breast now...and i raise my head to her face...as i release her arms from over her head...my dick is in full attention now.. and i can see her hunger in her eyes..ther's thread of spit from her areole to my lip..and i smile through my raspy breath...a feast for the dark moon night'!!!!