rooster von dutch's blog: "Poems"

Once settled in for a evening of sinful pleasure the dim red lights seem to mock the dancing shadows. Running my fingers up and down her sweet curvy lines I leave my lips to some exploring. Feeding like a starved vampire on her raw sexual energy I take to her as a man with no inhibitions. At first I felt slight guilt at devouring her sweet tender soul with monstrous like intentions, only to see in her face a wicked grin peering in-between the moments of pleasure and seconds of bliss ripe with pain. Her eyes stare into mine as almost a dare to push further and bend the boundary’s of what could be. I held her firmly and she dug her nails into my body an screamed into me. All of the sweetest word except the word of the evening which was martini. She was a rare kind of woman, who sought power by submission, took every thing I had to give and smiled with a whisper she said that tonight nothing is forbidden and she hasn’t had yet to have her sprit broken. I then ravaged her in the most unkind ways and in-between the moans and screaming she said the walls are melting and the ground is falling. I asked her the drink of choice and she whimpered martini within that second the climax of the night. Then we wake up to sun shine peering thought the soft kind morning. With a sweet kiss good by she said is their any question I am your goddess and you’re my slave.

Weapons of pleasure, and moments of leisure you are a war upon yourself. The ragged edge of enlightened and the utter darkness of insane. The mirror just spat in your face. Who would do this to a honest saint. No god, no savior just yourself staring back into the mirror. A mind beside it's self is a weak chain holding up the world behind our eyes. What truth have you when your shallow as a tea spoon. You love the lies, you need to hide. Those eyes staring you down cut you with moments of slicene. How fortified is your foundation, do you need a elaborate idea of creation? Are you the captain of your own ship? Has your soul been wondering for ever? Can you take responsibly for whom you are and what you have done? Are you one who lives or are you one who exist? These questions must be answered from within.

I'd rather play poker with the devil holding a hand of aces and eights. If it meant I would never wake up in another cotton candy hell. A man beside himself is a man dead within. There's a dagger in my side, and the handle is there for anyone willing to twist it. But you have to look me in the eyes if your willing to reach for it. If you live by the sword then you die by the sword and that is a honorable end. The dagger is the tool of the coward, and dishonor is the cancer that eats away from within. I'd rather play poker with the devil and bet the deed to my soul if it meant I could control my fate. I would bet it all for a chance to escape from the cloud raining ignorance from over head. The price of a free man is the hate of those who cant buy or sell you at will. The solitude of the free.

Sometimes my mind wanders far away from here. Sometimes I seek the desert heat blowing across the sand covered floor. The idea of a open road and no where to go seems like heaven to me. A time and a place to throw away everything I've ever known. Sometimes I just wish I could get lost in the engines roar. Sometimes I wish I didn't need more than a open road and no where to go. I just want to race the sun, and keep the shadows behind me. If I become lost enough maybe I'll find out where I'm coming from. Sometimes It's best if your broken down to the most basic of needs to see what's really important. All a man really needs is peace of mind, and enough love to pass the time. Enough danger to make it all mean something and enough anger to make it all happen. I don't want to race my brother, I just want to ride a bit longer, I don't want to steal a women's love I just want to be in her way when she feels something. I want to live a life without needs just desires. I want to be in a place where I struggle to find meaning in peace.

Seven days This beautiful winter took me away. The idea of her was so well put together. These ideas started feeling better and better. From the highest high's you know there will be a price to be paid. No one should fall from such a height not even in a dream. Even with my eyes closed in the dead of sleep she felt so real to me. She felt so good it was the cause of many more dreams. Truth be told I slept for seven more days. I drove my sprit into her and she whispered away my soul from me. I'm not foolish enough to call this love but its enough to make you for get your god has a name. Digging her finger nails into me I am no longer king, but a man on the edge of falling for ever. Screaming like the ground is coming up fast but its always ten feet away. Close my eyes and dive I don't know where I'm going. Cool blue sky's and crisp winter air captures my eyes. I bet I could sleep another seven days.

The leather line I think you shall feed my hunger, my need for sweet soft skin. I can kiss your lips, I'll run my tough from your neck down to somewhere that would make you whimper and feel your energy coarse though me. Its time for simple expression, extreme compassion. We will start real slow, I will kiss and nibble every inch of you, and I'll watch your eyes grow larger and your fingers grip the black silk sheets when you feel me enter you. Let's go for a ride I'll be your machine. your the cow girl that's breaking me. I bound you, I bind you, I take control. I'm pushing harder and you want to scream. I'm going to take you completely. Your inebriations are leather straps wrapped around your tiny beautiful wrist. I'm pushing deeper harder and your holding back your screams but you will give in to me. Its freedom, its beautiful hold back nothing. When I untie you, I cant wait to see the bliss you unload on me. Put your nails in my skin, teach me how I can be broken too. Taken to the edge of blinding pleasure with a taste of pain. Unleash the beautiful beast on me that is deep inside of you. and know I shown your sweet soft body no mercy and through that kissed your soul.

supernatural I see your sweet lips coming toward me in the winter of my warmest dreams. I see that lustful hopeful wide eyed stare intoxicating me into a earth bound free fall from the highest peak of heaven. I use my fingers to trace the ridges around your clothes thinking I know pleasure and I want you to know your self right here in front of me. I take your hand and drown your fingers in your own beautiful warm, soft being. While you rock back and forth and your blush as I watch you take yourself near the edge of everything I've promised in a whisper. In a passionate kiss I steal your moans that are so richly filled with abandon. I take careful bites along your naked soft body growling like a beast. I know how to make kittens purr and tigers roar. Control is yours sweet woman as long as your able to take it. Bend me to your never ending will for I will have no mercy for you. Scream things that naked ears have never heard before. I take you as I please with soft and gentle ease until you beg for more. Deeper and deeper I want to know every inch of your body, I kiss your breast to feel your hart beat thundering beneath my touch. I take you harder and harder until you have no more to give. I will take my life line and touch the depths of your soul and your breathing turns to whimpers, and those whimpers turn to moans that disappear into a smile.

Cosmic Pleasure I’m not sure if you’ve ever been told, your touch is very warm. All these sweet kissed are leading toward a new sensation. These hungry hands just cant seem to feel enough of you. I can touch you and make you feel like my favorite wine glass, I can hold you like a vampire with a thirsty grin. I want to show you heaven thought many wicked sins. Do you want a soft genital devil or a unbending angle? Kiss me in the way you need me. Now I know, and I can see the strength in your crystal clear eyes. You have a hunger for something darker and I’ll be your master. Don’t be shy tell me what you can take, I wanna hurt you just a little so I can hear you whimper my name. Your mouth just dropped open feeling where I’ve just been, it’s a whole new kind of sin and it’s new kind of freedom for your mind. One big wet kiss followed by some heavy breathing. You didn’t know this could be something you could love. I quietly admire your soft power even as you buckle at the knees. I take at you like a civilized savage. There you quiver alive with experience and new found freedom moaning with wild eyed abandon. The moment was shared with a cosmic intensity. The heavens spoke to me, and I collapsed in your arms. Now I’ve come to realize that this soft woman whom holds my head is my master. I was a willing beast of burden fulfilling a new found fantasy.