This Man's Lament.........

   
In the midst of a nocturnal bliss,  
deep in this plush chair of green  
delving deep into my box of sensual fantasies  
of the finest  
 woman I've ever seen............  
   
An open-minded intellectual, I am  
perhaps, I should be just a bit more reserved  
Cracking the binding of the    
“Book Of Liars”...........what hypocrites lay  
Checking off the names of those that might be just a bit “disturbed”.........  
   
….....by my openness, my boldness  
my nakedness, ready for the world  
My unbridled wantonness  
and my desires of a certain “brown-eyed girl”  
   
( Brownie McGhee laments) “............well it was on, Oh yes it was on a Rainy Day...”  
   
Pushed down deep inside the cavernous expanse of this chair,    
my herculean thighs spread wide open  
Hands upon my own broad chest  
Eyes closed, seeking dreams and desperately hopin'  
   
that you cum to my unconscious pleasure  
soft yet firm hands take a hold  
of my massively growing measure.....  
 
.......of unmeasurable delight  
   
Feeling my fervent, pulsing  
warm desire of you  
Stoking the heat of my soul's fire  
as only U can do.  
   
Welling and swelling up inside your wanton grasp  
squeezing against swollen, pulsing vein until  
I take my last gasp..........  
   
…........of lascivious, heavily, baited breath  
   
I convulse deeply of wonderfully, tormented pleasure  
“.....le petit mort”-- I die the “little death”  
Inside your hands, upon your lips  
against your torrid flesh,    
between the brazen beauty of “motherly hips”  
   
Soul drenching, gut-wrenching  
baby, you make this giant so wet  
Hardness subsiding, eyes wide-shut  
Consciousness fading......I am so “comfortably numb”  
and yet.........  
   
   
…........I still wonder (and my mind doth wander)  
what sensual, erotic revelations    
are yet to be realized    
when my kryptonite pierces the womb    
between your perfectly immortal thighs ?  
   
Can I too......  
   
......cause rise to the same lofty, erotic  
fire and desire inside of you?  
   
   
   
Author's note (Yes there are musical/dramatic allusions to this early morning's listening- Steely Dan's "Book Of Liars", Pink Floyd "Comfortably Numb" I hear David Gilmore's searing closing solo right now as I type, CCR's, "Brown-Eyed Girl" and blues legend Brownie McGhee's, "Rainy Day" from the soundtrack "Angel Heart")