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Speckled Sky
As you are, now; All the stars
in my evening sky, before they wane.
One day, when that of you is gone,
so too, will leave my sight.
Time will temper our losses, together,
two granules of sand a day.
And staring through the opaque
of the emptying hourglass,
it will be with benefit
of more light upon us.
The abrasives of sand
will leave us be.
We won't be as smooth, perhaps,
yet neither will our hands.
Thus I will find you
by our movements.
Needing no eyes, to see you.
I will have memory, the many years
of knowing you, to guide me.
You can walk into my arms, still
at the perfect height.
~
Today, as that speckled sky,
shimmering upon the edge of the tub, shaving,
I watch you guide the razor
elegantly, across your leg.
As if polishing a sculpture; Cleopatra
personified.
How is it, I feel my fingers thickening.
All my blood crowding, towards
all of my end pieces.
Even my tongue, wanting,
words to move out of the way.
On its way to escape.
My calloused hands;
Built for tools, yet
can feel the feathers
of your black dove.
My mouth, your mound,
meet again.
Kissing the other, open
and eager. Seizing from one another
buried needs.
Your hands, covering your stomach.
Your self awareness;
"I'm not perfect"
as my hands cover yours.
As we hold what's perfect.
In quivering rapture, you thrash
yourself against my face.
As I pull your hands to my head;
Make me, make you mine.
"You make me feel beautiful"
as I cherish what's beautiful.
As I watch your eyes go towards heaven.
As I hold you down by your hips;
You're not going yet.
Time, for me to stretch.
To extend my length inside you.
Allow you to have more pulsing
wrapped around my width.
This can last as long
as you need it to be.
I will recenter your eyes upon me.
I will turn that hourglass
upside down. How young
do you want to be.
How much youth, that exuberance,
shall we reclaim tonight.
Just try. Try to tell me,
what's not beautiful about you.
As I sacrifice my all to you.
My eyes upon you are in worship.
My evening sky; Shadows of stars
blanketing you.
As I try, for words, to explain
why I picked you
after such a cloudy day.
~~~
Published 15th Apr 2023
| Edited 17th Apr 2023
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15th Apr 2023 2:48pm
Wow... this is splendid... great flow... steep in adoration... great job...
15th Apr 2023 3:50pm
I like what I like. Sometimes I have to write it out. Lol.
Thanks LDF . I wasn't going to post this one, just keep it private. But, what the hey.
Thanks LDF . I wasn't going to post this one, just keep it private. But, what the hey.
You manage to evoke the best kind of poetic emotional places...I mean it's totally unfair and we mortals are powerless against it!!
Adoration, deep arousal, reverence, kinship, understanding of being truly seen and known, warts and all, wrapped up in your beautifully penned essence of romance... It's all truly intoxicating...
I give - UNCLE!
lol....
Seriously though... I can never get enough. It's another gorgeous read...
Thank you for sharing it with us.
🌹 💙
B
Adoration, deep arousal, reverence, kinship, understanding of being truly seen and known, warts and all, wrapped up in your beautifully penned essence of romance... It's all truly intoxicating...
I give - UNCLE!
lol....
Seriously though... I can never get enough. It's another gorgeous read...
Thank you for sharing it with us.
🌹 💙
B
15th Apr 2023 3:55pm
Well thank you!
I wrote most of this down at work. So in a way it's like getting paid to write. Lol.
We're only mortals, obviously. But when we write, we make it all immortal. Let's all be super heroes, including our subjects.
In a way, our writing is like taking literary photographs. Yes?
Thanks, B.
I wrote most of this down at work. So in a way it's like getting paid to write. Lol.
We're only mortals, obviously. But when we write, we make it all immortal. Let's all be super heroes, including our subjects.
In a way, our writing is like taking literary photographs. Yes?
Thanks, B.
15th Apr 2023 4:30pm
15th Apr 2023 4:40pm
I've literally been in a fire (actually a few, of various severity). Stay clear, trust me!
But thank you, Crims. I hope you are doing well. ?
But thank you, Crims. I hope you are doing well. ?
15th Apr 2023 7:17pm
15th Apr 2023 5:36pm
It is a beautiful thing to just let the emotion carry, to paint the image and let it resonate, to speak from the heart. Your work is par excellence Styx. I think it particularly skillful where you place line break, punctuation, it all has great organic flow.
17th Apr 2023 2:51am
Ironically, I struggle over where to cut the line breaks more than anything else.
Sometimes I think I add a stutter, to mimic myself subconsciously.
My writes, as I am, are a work in progress.
Thanks Daniel.
Sometimes I think I add a stutter, to mimic myself subconsciously.
My writes, as I am, are a work in progress.
Thanks Daniel.
17th Apr 2023 5:22am
I appreciate the insight into your process. Sometimes I do a lot of rearranging the line breaks in stanzas, when I change one, it changes the shape of the whole
19th Apr 2023 2:30am
Yep! Some of my older stuff, when I read it back I have no clue why I broke the lines where I did. So they get rechopped. Hopefully for the better!
15th Apr 2023 8:01pm
Geez, I need a smoke. 🔥
That was just fucking beautiful. I don't have anything more eloquent to say than that.
❤️k
That was just fucking beautiful. I don't have anything more eloquent to say than that.
❤️k
17th Apr 2023 2:54am
Lol your eloquence is right with mine, my dear! I flipped this write sort of unexpected, huh. I'm all proper for a respectful minute, anyway. Lol.
My aftercare is top notch!
Thanks hot stuff! I try to keep things lit in my own way around here.
My aftercare is top notch!
Thanks hot stuff! I try to keep things lit in my own way around here.
16th Apr 2023 4:37am
Sytx. Goddamn. The first stanza is fucking manna to the soul.
You elevated your storytelling, and your lead in is so delicate that I want to like, cuss and weep and read more.
This tidbit is a chef’s kiss, my friend. Just the intimacy between narrator and subject, and the beautiful longing is badass.
You can walk into my arms, still
at the perfect height.
The entire shaving scene again, belays intimacies, and it’s as if we have a curtain into your bathroom. Not like that… fuck, put on some pants!
But more than intimacies, the reverence the narrator has for his subject is GORGEOUS.
Today, as that speckled sky,
shimmering upon the edge of the tub, shaving,
I watch you guide the razor
elegantly, across your leg.
As if polishing a sculpture; Aphrodite
personified.
And here you take your working-guy thing and sizzle it in a pan with some jalepenos and bacon. Like… good fuck. Calloused hands and oral? Like… (fans self). Damn.
My calloused hands;
Built for tools, yet
can feel the feathers
of your black dove.
My mouth, your mound,
meet again.
Kissing the other, open
and eager. Seizing from one another
buried needs.
AGAIN you have this delicate, beautiful reverie between the narrator and subject, in which the N assuages the S’s insecurities, and damn the world would be a better place if that shit happened more. This is beautiful
Your hands, covering your stomach.
Your self awareness;
"I'm not perfect"
as my hands cover yours.
As we hold what's perfect.
And then you get into the sex, and it’s kickass.
This? This piece is a killer. This is where altruism turns and the narroator wants the subject to want as deeply. Literally.. heh heh heh.
As I pull your hands to my head;
Make me, make you mine.
OMG THIS IS SO GOOD.
“I will recenter your eyes upon me”
AND THAT ASS! The end. I want to smack it because it’s hanging out there like a bubble butt. Like the last two stanzas are exquisite.
Just try. Try to tell me,
what's not beautiful about you.
As I sacrifice my all to you.
My eyes upon you are in worship.
My evening sky; Shadows of stars
blanketing you.
As I try, for words, to explain
why I picked you
after such a cloudy day.
You tiptoed in and I held my breath, and then panted a little through the middle, and then sighed deeply at the end.
Masterful.
Styx? Your creativity is showing?
And it’s brilliant, my friend. Really.
You elevated your storytelling, and your lead in is so delicate that I want to like, cuss and weep and read more.
This tidbit is a chef’s kiss, my friend. Just the intimacy between narrator and subject, and the beautiful longing is badass.
You can walk into my arms, still
at the perfect height.
The entire shaving scene again, belays intimacies, and it’s as if we have a curtain into your bathroom. Not like that… fuck, put on some pants!
But more than intimacies, the reverence the narrator has for his subject is GORGEOUS.
Today, as that speckled sky,
shimmering upon the edge of the tub, shaving,
I watch you guide the razor
elegantly, across your leg.
As if polishing a sculpture; Aphrodite
personified.
And here you take your working-guy thing and sizzle it in a pan with some jalepenos and bacon. Like… good fuck. Calloused hands and oral? Like… (fans self). Damn.
My calloused hands;
Built for tools, yet
can feel the feathers
of your black dove.
My mouth, your mound,
meet again.
Kissing the other, open
and eager. Seizing from one another
buried needs.
AGAIN you have this delicate, beautiful reverie between the narrator and subject, in which the N assuages the S’s insecurities, and damn the world would be a better place if that shit happened more. This is beautiful
Your hands, covering your stomach.
Your self awareness;
"I'm not perfect"
as my hands cover yours.
As we hold what's perfect.
And then you get into the sex, and it’s kickass.
This? This piece is a killer. This is where altruism turns and the narroator wants the subject to want as deeply. Literally.. heh heh heh.
As I pull your hands to my head;
Make me, make you mine.
OMG THIS IS SO GOOD.
“I will recenter your eyes upon me”
AND THAT ASS! The end. I want to smack it because it’s hanging out there like a bubble butt. Like the last two stanzas are exquisite.
Just try. Try to tell me,
what's not beautiful about you.
As I sacrifice my all to you.
My eyes upon you are in worship.
My evening sky; Shadows of stars
blanketing you.
As I try, for words, to explain
why I picked you
after such a cloudy day.
You tiptoed in and I held my breath, and then panted a little through the middle, and then sighed deeply at the end.
Masterful.
Styx? Your creativity is showing?
And it’s brilliant, my friend. Really.
17th Apr 2023 3:07am
Jesus. Next time I need a loan, I'm bringing you to vouch for me! You're selling ice to Eskimos, my dear, and they're setting up monthly payments even through winter!
I love being shown "why" I wrote what I do. Because I don't know why most the time. I take some influences and churn them in my head. If it's in my head, it's happening. It's real. There is no make believe.
You're a kickass ass kicker. Keep doing what you do best. Everything?
I love being shown "why" I wrote what I do. Because I don't know why most the time. I take some influences and churn them in my head. If it's in my head, it's happening. It's real. There is no make believe.
You're a kickass ass kicker. Keep doing what you do best. Everything?
16th Apr 2023 12:15pm
Dear S,
All the above plus, this piece had an air of writing style a little bit like Yeats, or Burns. It was romantic. Sizzling, as per. And romantic. I always admire the way you can write the “need” of people so well. It’s a difficult thing to portray in writing yet you do it effortlessly. And now I’m going to 🥃 and 🚬.
Hehe (no i won’t…maybe…😉)
Great write. H🌷
All the above plus, this piece had an air of writing style a little bit like Yeats, or Burns. It was romantic. Sizzling, as per. And romantic. I always admire the way you can write the “need” of people so well. It’s a difficult thing to portray in writing yet you do it effortlessly. And now I’m going to 🥃 and 🚬.
Hehe (no i won’t…maybe…😉)
Great write. H🌷
17th Apr 2023 3:11am
I honestly have no idea why I write the way I do. I just see things intricately, well. I'm kinda different I know. Lol. In a safe way!
I truly appreciate your encouraging comments, H. It's like my acknowledgement that I did okay.
Thank you!
I truly appreciate your encouraging comments, H. It's like my acknowledgement that I did okay.
Thank you!
17th Apr 2023 3:12pm
Styx, your words never fail to find a hidden spot inside that begs to be acknowledged. This is really beautiful work!
22nd Apr 2023 10:16pm
Hiya Luna!
Thank you much. I'm trying to keep my writings fresh in here (like most of us I guess?).
I'm getting older, so I don't want to become stale too soon. Lol.
Thank you much. I'm trying to keep my writings fresh in here (like most of us I guess?).
I'm getting older, so I don't want to become stale too soon. Lol.
8th May 2023 3:38am
9th May 2023 2:51am
I like writing about intimate scenes obviously. I just fail at erotic or graphic usually. Lol. It's like I'm more about the interaction than the act itself. I dunno. I just mumble some things sometimes!
I look for the nuances, ya know?
I look for the nuances, ya know?
