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It has always been a desire, an unfulfilled will
Making love in the rain, by the sea
I remember how it was today, such an autumn day
You and me, on that beach at night, on a one-way trip
Just the two of us, the sea, the moon
I wish you were mine and you wanted me to be yours
No stars to count, the overcast moon
I lay you on the sand, I launched myself the discovery
I gently touched your face, kissed your neck
You shivered, I felt like a boy and a boy
I didn't need light, I didn't need to see you
Just with the touch, I felt your body tremble
Shivering wasn't from cold, it was from deep desire
And I absorbed by your body, the world could end !!!
With my hands between your thighs, I kissed you fervently
I wanted to take you that night, very slowly
Explore every inch of your body, indulge me in your beauty
I never wanted anyone like that, I was sure of that
The clouds covered the moon, the little rain was falling
And I between your breasts, I was discovering you
The rain wetted our bodies, it didn't stop us
Our desire didn't cool, in the rain we would love
The rain that fell, the sea that bathed us, your salty body.
Unique, delicious flavor, sacred moment.
Two bodies that joined the rain, souls that satiated
Promises that were fulfilled, wishes that were fulfilled
Moist moans, torrid wills, madness of youth
Common feelings enjoyed to the full
And it was that night, wet but hot
That I kept the memory of the two of us in my mind.

Rain and Wind

The rain falls from the highest in the sky
The wind carries it
Too and fro
Beating it against
My window pain
I.hardly stir
Listening to.its next move
Against my window pane
It dances on the ground
Like tapping up and down
The rain and wind
Come together like
Sister and brother
I.wont bother
Getting up
Out of my.slomber
I'll just lay here
Listening to the rain and thunder
The wind is howling
And roaring like a Lion
I wonder I wonder I wonder


The End

Flee from the change that cripples your spirit.
Embrace the change that inspires your heart.
Hold dearly to your precious memorys ,to endure through the times that are dark.
And if you left thinking all is great, and good times are yours to the end.
You should be aware, and fully prepared,
Because change comes on like the wind.

Yesterday you were a memory in time
Today time appeared to stand still
While with an odor – sound – sight you were here
Thus yesterday again became very real

Feelings and visions tugged at my heart
Thus bringing grief to the front
Overpowering waves of memory rising
Sweeping my emotions with the tide

Riding the rolling waves to shore
Arriving there all battered and bruised
Surviving once again the waves of grief
Memories pushed back to yesterday again

She grabbed me around my thick long stem
I began melting in her hand
She dragged me to her dungeon cave
Where I was to obey her every command

She stripped away my golden wrap
While gazing at me with desire
I was so scared & a virgin too
In my ecclesiastical attire

She pressed her luscious lips against me
Licking, nibbling with excitement & glee
Submitting & surrendering my very self to her
Biting paraphilia, idiosyncrasy.

She made me what I am today
Yet I'm glad that I was born
An empty wrapper thrown away
Devoid of chocolate, all tattered & torn.

Love the life!
The little ... the much.
I love what I am ...
what I believe in.
What I want to be ...
I love the setbacks ...
that make me learn ...
get better and better ...
More me. Happier...
more man!
Stronger...
I'm authentic!
Not everything ... nothing
in words ... in gestures ... in touch.
And even more ... when I hear the silence ...
silence that in me.
It makes me more and more each day .....
Unique and true.

The promise of spring is in the air
Sights and sounds tantalizing nose and ear
Crocuses bravely breaking forth from the ground
Centers of gold – looking like little purple crowns

Gentle rain with a misty fog on the pond
Bringing mystical creatures with loud sounds
Little tiny beings gathering together to sing
Tantalizing us with the promise of spring

Snow melting slowly into the ground and streams
Provoking even more wishful spring dreams
Temperatures dipping way up and way down
Helping to keep hopes and dreams abound

Early Snowdrops have blossomed and gone
While spring flowers still sleeping underground
New bright green peeking up here and there
Fueling the feeling of spring in the air

Lenten season will be soon gone
Then the promise of Easter morning dawn
Celebrating our Risen Savior resurrected and alive
And the blessing of Spring and warm sunshine

Kathy April 7, 2020

Swan Song

It's a very old story.
Seems to happen
when someone confuses
wanting to be loved
with being in love.

You wanted me to love you.
I obliged.
Then, joyously
you set about
building for me
a lovely cage,
polishing the image
you would to see
of me,
encouraging always
my approach
of your ideals.

But you never loved me as I am.
nor saw me as I was.
You kept your vision focused
instead
on how you wanted me
to be.

I have slept
a very long while,
but my dreams
will not lay down,
and I've wakened,
strangely wearied.
I long to be seen and loved
as I am
and I want you
to be well and happy--
because I still love you
just the way you are
even
as
I leave you.

Copyright Cailin J Callaghan 1996 Revised, 2023
All rights reserved

The Pride of emptiness is an abomination. And to talk much is the foolishness of folly. Nevertheless, its a part of wisdom to hear with patience their ignorance and to pity their obserdity.

MAKE LOVE

Making love is more than sex
It is an art that goes beyond the skin
Undress a soul, calmly
and surrender without fear
nor modesty.
It is a divine act
infinite enjoyment
is to make the body
an instrument of sublime pleasure
with passion and tenderness
where desire flows like water from a hot bath
and the words sound like poems
that the lips describe
and the hands print
for anatomy
sliding like foams
exhaling sensual odors
that numb the senses
chanting sighs;
and the bodies of lovers
explode in a lustful tremor
of total enjoyment ...