His Story

I am starting to see that you were made for me.
Not cliche but in a very real way.
My eyes dart between your perfections.
Only a pause when lids close to find your lips.
With arms around you and a lift, no more weight.
You speak in ways that seem as if I wrote them.
Always knowing when I need before I do.
I have seen you forever waiting in dream.
Recognized from lives far beyond this.
Electricity runs between and never is draining.
How hard must we have fought to find us.
With trillions of stars in our way.
I am starting to see you fit me where I was missing.

© Jeph Rants

Soon

The need for it all now and for it to last forever.

Determined to overdose on the return of desire.

Taunting as if to see if they can take it all.

Passions that turn to tantrums when denied.

To yearn for another breath to quiver.

Making them shake as they confirm feelings.

Collapsing in the safety of knowing they know too.

© Jeph Rants

Finished

I want you to come. Hard. And I want you to make certain that you leave your inhibitions behind. Your limitations too. Lets not think about what we haven't done before. Don't worry about what I will think and I will make certain that I do things that other fellas held back from. I will give you everything, my body, my heart, and my good name. We will free fall together.


© Jeph Rants

Photographic dream

A bed can be an entire world for a few days.
Woven within the sheets, the pillows, and a lover. 
Tossing in and out of dreams and passions. 
Nourishing the soul more than the gut. 
Kisses and cotton mixed in moments now memories. 
A picture takes me back to being dizzy in love.

 © Jeph Rants

Leave taking.

I don't want you for sex at all. 
That is too cold a word for what I want.
It would leave so much paint off the canvas.
We need a complete escape within our love.
To divulge absolute fantasy and primal fear.
Giving everything  in order to receive it all.
Opening up and letting go allows freedom.
Fervor brings fever and rapture surrounds.
There is no rush to take you, but I will.
From a tease to a taunt I want to explore.
Until you fit into a frenzy of wanted desire.
Thirst quenched at the sight of your tremble.
With total devotion to your insatiable appetite.
My motives insure my moves to bring you again.
With greed you take all I offer with a smile.
Its my demands that wait their turn at this urge.
Turning my compulsion into contact of more.
I swell in my chest as you grind our junction.
To ever forget the strangeness, of separation.


© Jeph Rants