Tuesday, September 3, 2002

Sin of Synergy

Sauntering, 
twirling, 
that leather leash, 
begging me to pull on it. 

Purring and growling like 
the lioness you are, 
nuzzling the swing, 
sad eyes pleading 
for me to spank you, 
tease you, 
smooth thin red 
satin sashes 
draped over nipples 
so perky 
they could cut glass. 

Trailing the one blood red 
dagger of a nail 
between breasts sticky 
from my tongue, 
eagerly searching for 
the treasure, 
digging deeper, 
under silk layers, 
like earth, 
like Moses parting 
the Red Sea, 
moving my hands between 
sexy soft fish-netted legs, 
moist layers, 
like an orange, 
I peel back the 
fuzzy covering. 

Despising the suspense, 
relishing the fervor, 
shuddering from the pressure, 

Diving deep 
like the dolphin 
into waves, 
wet and life giving, 
blow me away 

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Monday, September 2, 2002

Liquid Dreamer

Vibrancy caresses my senses as I watch
torrents of water cascading in endless ecstasy,
tumbling to the pool below.

Only to be surprised
I'm not alone in this Turquoise
wonderland of dreams

A body sculpted of marble
it seems, suns by
the lagoon in mid-sunset.

Golden orange glinting
from smooth porcelain
that is her skin.

Alone in her thoughts
she whispers secrets
of the fading daylight.

Only to be pursued
by the coming of twilight
wrapped in blue night.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved