THE CREATOR HAS A MASTER PLAN

On a borrowed nite,

it is the waste of a sight, the

breaking of a cycle,

the pickle - ing of a

brain's ---- slow death

that is too much for our

consumption.

A dark light that gives

too little,

it comes too quickly

. . . he found his nobody.

Michael Moss

Lay Me Down

Lay me down and take me to a dream
Where visions of you holding me and
Me kissing you are more than just memories.

More than life to me, an embodiment of all
That I really need
Happiness, peace and love,
I don't need to ask for more.

Lay me down and then let me love you
Let my tongue explore your body and bring
Pleasure in your secret parts
"I want to be more than just a lover to you"
I whisper as we lay in the dark.

Making love to you is like creating art
The bed our canvass, our bodies the brush and
Our sweat the paint.
I become weak as you explore my secret parts

Closing my eyes as we kiss, my mind goes back in time.
Reminiscing moments of love making outside in the dark
My hand to your hand, my leg to your leg and my lips to
Your lips, our bodies with the help of the moonlight had
started to shine.

Let me lay you down and take you beyond a dream.
Close your eyes as we go to a place where you and I
can be free.
Soul to soul and heart to heart, I can only pray that
The love we have will never part.

Rub my shoulders as I lean back into your chest
Massage my temples as I play with your breast.
Oh baby don't stop! Oh right there! Oh baby, my love
is up! I can't let it rest.

It's time for me to lay you down
Your body so smooth and brown
I want to caress you as my love drips
down.

Oh you want me to lay down too?
Yeah baby, you got me right there, I like doing
something new. After tonight, how could I ever
forget you.

Holding each other tight,
I live the for the excitement
of tomorrow night!

By Carlos V. Edwards

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DREAMING OF HIM

LAST NIGHT, WHILE, JOURNEYING,
THROUGH THE LAND OF NOD,
I STUMBLED ON YOUR PORTAL,
AND YOU INVITED ME IN,
YOU LAID THERE, WITH THE MOST,
LUSCIOUS LOOK OF REPOSE
ON YOUR APPEARANCE,
YOUR DARK TORSO, CLAD IN,
JUST BARE ESSENTIALS,
YOU RAISE THE COVERLET,
OF A THOUSAND 2MORROWS,
WELCOMING ME,
INTO MY WORLD,
I ENTER,
PLEASED, UNASSUMING,
WE BOTH MOVE TOGETHER,
STILL-WRAPPED,
IN THE ARMS OF MORPHEUS,
VIEWING EACH OTHER,
THROUGH, EYES CLOSED,
TO WHAT IS HAPPENING,
OR WHAT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN,
I FEEL ALL SQUIGGLE INSIDE,
LIKE TADPOLES,
NO!, SPERMS,
SWIMMING UP STREAM,
TAILS WAGGING,
WAGGING, LIKE ROVER,
ROVER, HAPPY TO SEE MASTER,
WITH TONG HANGING,
HANGING, LIKE READY,
READY, TO LICK UP ALL YOUR ESSENCE.

AND I'M HAPPY TO BE HERE.

I MOVE FROM NORTH,
SOUTH,
EAST,
& WEST
OVER THIS OASIS,
OASIS, THAT IS YOU,
YOU, THAT QUENCH,
MY EVERY THIRST.
STARTING DOWN SOUTH,
WHERE THE AROMA,
OF YOUR STRONG ESSENCE,
FILLS MY DESIRE,
I BURY MY FACE IN THIS VALLEY,
AMONGST THE ROCKY TERRAIN,
HIDDEN BETWEEN
YOUR TWO MOUNTAINS,
RAISING UP,
ON THE EAST & WEST,
AND THERE I DRINK OF THE LANDS
SWEET NECTAR.

MOVING NORTH
I TRAVEL OVER DESSERT LANDS
WHERE, EVEN RIPPLES, LIKE DUNES
LEAVE ME LINGERING, MOMENTARILY,
AS I TRY TO CRACK OPEN THIS SIX-PACK,
BUT I MOVE ON,
ON TO LIPS BECKONING ME,
LIPS AS PLUMP & SWEET,
AS, RIPE MANGOES,
MANGOES RIPEN BY THE
TROPICAL SUN,
OF TRINIDAD & ME,
ME FEELING THE PULL,
OF YOUR EYES,
EYES AS SPARKLE, AS,
CARIBBEAN NIGHTS,
NIGHTS AS DARK, AS,
THE BLACK HOLE,
AS I READIED MYSELF TO DIVE INTO
THIS CHASM,
WHILE SNUGGLED IN THE FURLOUGHS,
OF THIS COMFORT,
COMFORT, THAT IS YOU ON ME
ME WRAPPED IN THE ARMS
OF ORION,
I AWAKE TO MORNING,
MORNING, AND MY PILLOW,
PILLOW, AND NO YOU.

AND YOU NOT EVEN KNOWING,
THAT WHILE YOU SLUMBERED,
LAST NIGHT I VISITED YOU,
AND YOU HELD ME TIGHT,
TIGHTER THAN ALL
OUR 2MORROWS,
AND I WOULD GO ON,
ON TO HOLD THIS ONE,
ONE ALL TO MYSELF,
MYSELF TODAY, & TONIGHT,
TONIGHT, MY DREAM OF HIM

© Andy M. Saunders