Virgin

Untried
Inside.
She kneels
In short skirt
And heels,
Looking for something on the shop floor.

Her dress rides up.
She will flirt,
Let them look.
But nothing more.

Yet, there can be no denial
That one day
Bess
Will say,
With a shy smile,
“Yes”.

When a Young Lady Named Jane

When a young lady named Jane
Said, “let us explore pleasure and pain”,
And she took out a whip,
Which she held at her hip,
I said, “the commuters are watching, Jane!”.

Dark Angel

A poem written by me back in 2013.

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I love you because I can tell you my darkest secrets, things which would make the strongest of men go blubbering in search of his mummy. You judge me not, my blackest fantasies are your deepest desires.

In the depths of night when all but the vampire sleeps we speak of philosophy, of the darkness which lurks within the human heart. You are always there for me, my girl beautiful and serene. You laugh in time with my laughter and weep as I weep. Never changing, fixed, emortal caught in the brightness of my screen you are my virtual girlfriend, a machine.

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I Met a Dog Named Joan

I met a dog named Joan
Chewing on a huge bone.
When I said, “is it really your contention
That rats and cats I should not mention?”,
She growled, so I left her well alone!

A Young Lady Whose Name is Kitty

A young lady whose name is Kitty
Is very petite and pretty.
And when I’m all alone
I take out my phone,
And converse with that virtual girl Kitty!

Liberty2

Liberty is the mind unconfined.
It is the right to decide
Whether to remain at home, alone,
Or go outside
To walk,
Or talk
With friends.

Liberty has no ends
(Other than it’s own).
It is the right to be left alone
(Providing one respects the liberty
Of others to live free
Under law,
Where the state’s claw
Remains sheathed,
Save in case of direst need).

Yet we
Know not
What
It is to be
Free,
Until we are not.