Tell me your fantasies,
Of flesh and desire,
Blush and squerm,
At your words of fire,
Dripping honey,
In the palm of my hand,
A kiss so deep,
You can hardly stand,
The softest touch,
That burns like a brand,
Speak of your passion,
Hard and fast,
The sexy fashion,
Make it last,
Whisper your lust,
Into my ear,
Let your soul combust,
Let me hear,
Your cries of need,
As you beg and plead,
For me to never,
Not ever…
Stop.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Rays of gold,
Softly brush my face,
With warmth,
Gentle breeze,
Crisp and cool,
Kisses my smile,
Inspired by daydreams,
Of you.
It’s a beautiful day. Sunny 70 degrees and I’m totally rubbing it in.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Softly,
My cello weeps,
Notes of sorrow,
Dripping from the bow,
Fingers ache,
Burn and blister,
A sacrifice of pain,
Given to the night,
A Cleansing fire,
Penitence,
For the heart,
That killed hope…
Hands are wet,
Apon the neck,
And I dare not look,
If it is blood,
Or tears,
That mix,
With strings lament.
Hands are hevey,
Arms of lead,
Foggy thoughts,
Drift in my head,
Deep breath,
As dreams depart,
Open my eyes,
Allow the day to start,
Hot tea and a pillow,
As I sit up in bed,
Words comeing slowly,
Writeing things unsaid,
Love and loss,
A tangled web of thread,
A net.. a trap,
On which we fear to tread,
But the bait is tempting,
Glistening with light,
Promising peace,
With just one bite,
So once again..
I place my foot in the noose,
My heart stands open,
The hunters arrows loose,
Will she be quick,
Of hand and eye?
To piece my heart anew,
And let old love die?
Or will I bleed,
A trail.. in the snow..
Force her to chase,
For the finishing blow,
Or let love..
Die slow.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Stop.
Calm your breath..
Slow…
Now listen..
Close your eyes,
Do you hear the wind?
The field mouse in the grass?
Leaves falling..
The crunching feet of a deer in the trees,
Crows call and sparrows twitter,
Slow…
Your heart calms..
Smell the water from the stream,
Wood smoke on the breeze,
The soft scent of grass…
Slow…
Your thoughts pass like clouds..
Cool air chills your face and neck,
Soft fabric caresses your skin,
Hands are warm..
Thrust deep into pockets..
Slow…
Now breathe…
Fill your lungs with life..
And exhale your worries. .
Slow…
Feel the warmth deep in your chest,
Burning ever brighter,
A consuming need,
Sliding through your vains like molten glass,
Now open your eyes pet…
And tell me.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Well.. I finally went and did it. Pushed myself a little too much and hurt myself. I am currently laid up in bed with a torn muscle in my lower back. Its slightly better today than it was when it happened yesterday. Holy fuck that hurt. And driving home was an exercise in pain control I have not had to do in quite a while.
So… since I have not much to do and its finally getting to the point where I can concentrate enough to write I figured I would give everyone who is kind enough to read my blog an update on how my life is progressing.
Love life is still non existent, I met someone… and I really like her. But she is in a complicated situation and it’s best if I dont involve myself untill it’s all sorted out. So I am waiting as I feel she is worth waiting for. And hopefully when things have been sorted she will still like me as she gets to know me better.
Home life has been a mixed bag, S is working and it has helped her mental state quite a bit. I finally had a chance to talk with my parents about it and they were incredibly supportive. They will be comeing to visit in February on their way down to Florida to take a Cruze and go to a star party (like with telescopes not celebrities) for their 50th wedding anniversary. S is becoming more independent and slowly geting herself together. I am actually proud of her for working so hard to be better. However.. she is still pretty cold to me and didnt offer to help at all when I came home injured last night. That hurt. But I will not forget it ether. I am moving on with my life and when she is able to take care of herself financially I dont think I will want her to stay in the house.
I have been writing a bit here and there mostly posting short poems to twitter. No rave reviews or hordes of followers yet lol. Will definitely continue to post the longer poems and writeing here but a lot of short stuff will be on twitter.
Well… time to ice the back again. Hopefully I will be back to writing poetry soon. But hard to find the inspiration when it hurts just to walk to the fridge to get ice.
Best wishes -SirHanz
I write of love and loss and sorrows,
Of dreams and wishes hopeful tomorows,
Thoughts that fly and a heart that sings,
Distracting myself from painful things,
You may see me and not know the toll,
Life has taken apon my wounded soul,
I hide it well in laughter and cheer,
In holiday wishes at the end of the year,
I work and smile while humming a tune,
Walking carefree beneath the moon,
But deep in my core the shadows dwell,
Clawing against this self imposed hell,
Some days are better… some.. not so much,
As I pour myself.. onto this poetic crutch,
An outlet in verse for desires and lust,
Makeing hearts flutter and loins combust,
But somewhere out there is a lady with vision,
One that loves all of the parts I keep hidden,
Find me soon for I burn from within,
A slow smolder just beneath my skin,
One day I know I will turn to ash,
Brilliant mind scorched by emotions lash,
I dont know how many days are left in my que,
But all I want… is to spend them with you.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Just thought I would share a poem from I wrote on twitter. It’s far to early and I am still awake so gonna be lazy and just post it as a screenshot. Enjoy.
She hides her tears,
In gifs and tweets,
Her numbing fears,
With the strangers she meets,
Its but a distraction,
She already knows,
Looking at memes,
And reading prose,
But I see through,
Your silent refrain,
And understand what it’s like,
To be in pain,
I am here.
Best wishes -SirHanz
Ps. Still no word prompts from wordpress! Want me to write something just for you? Drop me a word!
Pps. Yes. It will probably be erotic.
Traceing moments,
Between quickening heartbeats,
And heated passion,
Felt through lips,
And fingertips,
Held by want,
Between submission,
And dominance,
Delicate dance,
Needs entrance,
Push,
Hold,
Whisper,
Thrust,
Bite,
Faster,
Twist,
Arch,
Press,
Moan,
Harder,
Roll,
Gasp,
Slow,
Beg,
Kiss,
Flutter,
Grind,
Tence,
Flex,
More,
Groan,
Stronger,
Close,
Breath,
Shudder,
Pulse,
Warmth,
Glowing,
Relaxed,
Sated.
Best wishes -SirHanz
And dont forget to look me up on twitter @workinghans your missing some delicious writeing if you dont!
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