Wednesday, March 21, 2007


Those tender whispers
Not meant for the ears.
The little whimpers
Lighting the way.
Secrets told by lovers
In the dark.
From flesh to flesh.
All the chains fade away.
Leaving only the strongest
The need to be owned.
Time and reason fail.
It is only lust that lasts.


Blogger RedFridayGirl said...

No comment on your blog, as I see it as a bunch of thoughts jumbled into one, and I don't really understand the symbolism. Very erotic picture though.

March 22, 2007 at 3:37 PM  
Blogger Jim said...

It is only lust that lasts.

i think u r rong there young man
when u r my age u dont erect as much

but the desire exists
soul mate is the right term

March 22, 2007 at 9:18 PM  
Blogger linda_tjo4 said...

as poetic as ever rex!!
rock on!!

March 23, 2007 at 7:52 AM  
Blogger Dark Pixie said...

i love that....i feel that....and desire it badly.

March 24, 2007 at 12:22 AM  
Blogger Jewel Rays said...

love your deep thoughts..

March 24, 2007 at 12:23 AM  
Blogger De.vile said...

Absolutely fascinating picture. Such a meditative face!

March 24, 2007 at 12:52 PM  
Anonymous car@kitty said...

You always rock me with your poetry and pics Rex!!!

Keep on rocking babe!!

btw: this is car@ but with new url ;-)

March 31, 2007 at 5:07 PM  
Blogger Pixiepie said...


April 9, 2007 at 10:35 AM  

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