words as photographs

Through the flames, through the fire Through time, and then through space Carry your green to me Let me once again fall in it And feel myself disperse and coalesce Like I did that night in the bar in the boat Like I did that morning in Prague Like I did that afternoon in Ulm Like I keep doing it Run and rediscover.

shafts of light illuminate your home as you wake from a peaceful sleep. there's some waiting still left to do, but as the smell of freshly brewed coffee lingers in the air, you smile knowing this last stretch is easy. at the end of it your scoundrel awaits smiling with fiery browns, keen to take you on adventure towards an oasis of existence, a celebration of Spring. you smile more, eager to enjoy the day, these last curious hours

Safe and sound I'm home But only with you Can I claim I'm where I belong

a last grain of sand then a moment stopped the beat intensifies still and under my fingertips I feel your heart beating I break the hourglass and make us timeless

the air is hot and humid there's a faint smell of salt water and the droning distant sound of the sea you're sitting naked next to me opposite me, so we face eachother over white sheets soaked with sweat reeking of sex my hands on your thighs my fingers wet with your juice on your face a post orgasmic bliss on mine a self satisfied smirk as my fingers continue to relentlessly give you what you whispered to me before more

on and on we go hotshot trailblazer follow me and you'll agree it's a thing of wonder sharptongue deepeyes follow me and you'll be bathed in golden light sweetsmile bigheart follow me and you'll free your joy into me biglove incarnate follow me and you'll see I'm the one chasing you on and on we go

It's ok. I give in to it. I let the gray soak me to my bones. It's ok. The ache gives it a sharper definition. Urgency and vitality. I breathe in your faint smell in your t-shirt, one, two times before falling asleep. Making way for dreams of loving smiles and deep sighs. Memories, sounds of kisses, touches of skin, warmth of touch, smoothness of skin. Green, fiery morning stars. My spirit is sore from all the jumping and stretching inside my rib cage. I smile for it. Because of it. With it. Light and dark. Yin and Yang. It's one day less.

you and I made up a magical moment of desire and love exchanged over ones and zeros and now looking at my bed it's again bitter sweetness for that one high I just had with you does zero to fill the Anna shaped space next to me

it sizzles, the remembrance of your naked ass walking away and I knowing you'll come back packing a wonderful something maybe a kiss? maybe a dance? maybe a trick? a fuse that burns so fast the green spark that blinds me pull you down close to me spin and twist and bite your lip smile into your eyes and slide my fingers inside you searching, slipping, touching, tantalising, heating you up wetting you down on me, all on me and under I go and stay and out and in I go again and out and in I go again screwing tighter, out and in I go again your breath heavier fanning my cinders making them glow red hot inside you feeling a wonderful something so that I grab and pull your hair lock and rock your body grind and grind to climax a little deaf light ahead and down and under we go and stay there afloat in oneness for an ethereal eternity

in the middle of the Mediterranean my love sleeps now and I look to the sea in front of me and wonder not without some insanity how hard is it to build a raft? so I reconsider and ask how hard is it to build a sail boat? and how hard is it to sail it well? certain, so certain that with time moving this slowly I'd easily build and learn and learn and build and captain my ship from here to her in the dark of night slip us away in the rocking of waves under a waning gibbous moon both smiling all embracing we again would be perfect together

What to say, so drunk, so tired, so early in the morning That all this fun And all this revelry Has had in it the shape of you I miss how you feel next to me Not only in space, but in time The joy of nights like these Pale in comparison with Falling to slumber holding You saudades tuas

want that sass and want that kiss   and stagger through this land want to sway with you   and search this city want to once again grab that green spark   and feel it struggling to leap out of my chest, hard and acute want that naked body pressed against me   and know you're not here yet want the chance to make you laugh   and suffer the absence want those fingers interlaced with mine   and ache in the distance want to throw you in bed  and remember your presence want to fall asleep  and bear the whole of shadow want to feel you  and here in the dark, now

I sit in a plane with Portugal ahead and you behind. I try to draw a smile, but the lines come in faint, the teeth don't really show, the eyes don't really shine. The longing has come to roost and it weighs my features down, slows my steps, lowers my shoulders. Then... I look only but a little deeper and already I can see the golden glow. The memory of your slightly-embarrassed-but-not-really smile, your laughter rolling under me as I hover over you in bed, the touch of your hair in my skin, your taste and your scent and your warmth. Your head in my shoulder. Fuck, it's a difficult Thing to snap out of. It's a price I gladly pay. There's a little sadness to my eyes, but the smile now is genuine. It's the best pain to have. tenho saudades tuas

On and on she rides And rides me hard Borderless Boundless Bottomless Colourful Flavourful Love full On and on we go

It's simple, you see? My woman is friendly. My woman is fun. My woman is happy. My woman is loyal. My woman is strong. My woman is funny. My woman is dead pretty. My woman is deadlier sexy. My woman is adventurous. My woman is curious. My woman is smart. My woman has teeth that bite. My woman has heart that screams. My woman has eyes that hold me still. My woman has me holding. My woman has me living. My woman has me loving. My woman has me. My woman has me. My woman has me. Thrice said. Thrice true. My woman. It's simple you see? My woman's name is Anna Reichel.

My chest is jet engine loud My throat roars with excitement Like a screeching celestial body So aware and full of feeling I fall into you And although I sense You bracing for impact Geared for necessary division There's no escaping I fall into you Oh Mulher Tremenda

words are made defiant facing oh so much excitement so he'll keep it short and he'll keep it nice he'll keep her close bring her paradise he'll kiss her tight and fell her heat eyes alight unison hearts beat

her naked hands (saudade) holding his hopeful heart (saudade) fueling a fiery engine (saudade) bearing his burning desire (saudade) of her great golden smile

tick tock with dangerous charm tick tock I hold you by the arm tick tock and light as a feather tick tock we sway together tick tock in the dark of night tick tock lovers hearts alight

en garde, I hear someone say as I see your wolfish smile glint from behind the face guard. floret raised, you wait for me to lunge. I smile back and grip the handle of my weapons. I refused the high class of sword play, and instead opted for the worksman tools. the axe that splits the logs. the dagger that skins the deer. it's the lady and the woodsman here. I take a step.

a smile nested in a secret question. goosebumps. a rising wave of energy. a city of legend in the night, of writers and drunks. I swallow the amber and remember one smile of yours that put me right hard in groin, rumbling softness in the chest. Primavera and then a dullness, a longing and a soreness. one day less and it's still so long. it's just me and the hauntings before sleep tides me over. for now I whisper to the pillow, light on my right shoulder

I breathe in  missing you I breathe out  teasing you I remember the taste of your lips  kissing you I burn at the memory of  holding you Your smell in my mouth  eating you Your eyes holding mine  loving you

he's home, but only for a moment. he rises (rises) into the air, spins so that his stomach faces the sun. saltwater glistens from his chest as he smiles at the apex of his bound, just before turning another half turn and landing ready to pursue you with singularity of purpose. you are away, intent on good times at a still parade. time goes by, still like.