Merry Christmas

Santa may have gotten lost this year,

But I’m still full of Christmas cheer,

I had nachos for dinner,

The tequila was fine,

And cheesecake for breakfast,

Even got to work on time..

And when I get home,

All acheing and sore,

I’ll still be ok,

Because I can lock the door,

Curl up in my bed,

All comfy and warm,

And dream of my sunflower,

Untill the morn,

I dont need presents,

Or fancy food,

Or beautiful letters,

Over which to brood,

All I need is four words,

The best gift from you,

A simple marry Christmas,

And I love you too.

Best wishes-SirHanz


Two souls,
Bound by tragedy,
Sharing a gift,
A cursed legacy,
A beautiful fantasy,
Breathing words apon a page,
Secrets long hidden,
Spoken truths,
Love unbidden,
Grew strong,
Ignited lust,
Too long,
Each alone,
Bleeding out,
In poetic dance.

Best wishes -SirHanz


Tangled breath,
Entwined desire,
Twisted sheets,
Hearts on fire,
Singeing kiss,
Tasteing skin,
Carnal joy,
Impish grin,
Teaseing touch,
Thrust within,
Grasping hands,
Jeweled eyes,
Demand more,
Crave release,
Given slowly,
Again and again,
Beautiful agony,
Of pleasure.

Best wishes -SirHanz


Comeing home,
Sun dips below horizon,
Violet sky leads me onward,
Tired eyes reflecting last light,
Breathe in beauty,
Even as pained steps,
And sore legs,
Take me,
From the cold.

Sorry I have not posted much lately. Working on a new building at work has been kicking my ass. I come home most days and just want to faceplant before muscles start to scream at me “whyyyyyyy!?”

Best wishes -SirHanz


Where she walks,
In the many splendored darkness,
Under moon and stars,
To glimpse last fadeing light,
Red and golden,
I feel her struggle,
In the pause,
To find peace…
Follow your heart,
I whisper,


Written in silver,
Flowing words,
Spiral inwards,
Touching forgotten,
Caressing desire,
Whispering truth,
Moonlight verse,
Spoken deep,
Within the warmth,
Of new love,
Held gently,
A savoured moment,
In fluttering heart.

Best wishes -SirHanz

In bed

As I lay in bed,
Listening to the rain,
A sadness decends,
That is not quite pain,
The blankets feel empty,
Though I am relaxed and warm,
The world is silent,
But for the storm,
This is my life,
My new norm,
Plenty of comfort,
From small joys and writeing,
But no one to hold,
Or to make life exciting,
So I bottle my joy,
And put it away,
Hopeing to pour it out,
Some other rainy day,
I’ll keep it safe,
As the days pass by,
To give it to you,
The sparkle returns to my eye.

Best wishes -SirHanz


He was infatuated….. he sighed as he awoke from another dream of her and rolled onto his back. The dog that was pressed against his legs grumpt softly at the moment.  He stared into the dark with the half awake memories of the dream still floating like mist in his mind.
 The notification light on his phone flashed softly in the dark. He groaned as sore muscles protested the movement as he pulled himself up to lean against the headboard. The screen flash far to bright to his night adjusted eyes as he flipped it on. Squinting he scrolled through his messages… work… work… updates… her… wait! What? His fingers shook slightly as he opened the message.  She had sent him something while he was asleep!  Load faster stupid phone!
 He could almost imagine her cheerful soft voice as he read.. “good morning! Sending you a smile to wake up to.” She had posed herself in black lacy lingerie looking up at the camera, the gentle curves of her hips.. chest.. lips.. drew his eyes to follow.  Her smile was coy.. a sexy little smirk that said “I am ridiculously hot.. and I know it.” He saved it to his phone and scrolled down. Oh.. you little minx.. he thought as he read.. “now that your up..snicker i want you to use those big strong hands of yours…” the picture that followed was of a jar of pickles with a sticynote that said STUCK LID. He grinned in the dark and chuckled.. then he noticed the reflection in the jar. He looked closer.. enlarging the image and zooming in. It was slightly distorted by the glass, but there she was. She was kneeling, topless.. lifting her breasts from below like an offering.  God! She was such a tease! Clever, funny, and crazy sexy all in one picture. She had definitely sent him a smile.. but it was him that was smiling. Next was a series of shots. She was now in a corset and heels.. crawling closer to the camera with each picture. He bit his lip as he watched her wide eyes looking into his soul. From picture to picture he could almost see the sway of her hips as she came closer.. and closer.. the last shot was just her lips, slightly parted and wet. Her mouth was relaxed, falling open as if she was about to…
 He groaned in frustration,  “what a wonderful and beautiful way to wake up” he thought.
 Then he woke up. He could feel he was still smiling from the dream. He turned his head and looked at his phone on the nightstand…. no messages.  He sighed softly… he was infatuated.

Good morning and best wishes -sirhanz


As we approach,
The end of the year,
Let me wrap you up,
In Christmas cheer,
Lace and ribbons,
Light and a bow,
Wraped round and round,
And placed just so,
Yes my love,
I like the light,
And more when you,
Are bound real tight.