short way around—

short way around—

trailing behind the
incredible
rattling hush of
savagely naked odor
i desire its pungency as
sensation
begins and i imagine
how nice it will be
to initiate you, make
myself
wanted by rousing
your luring helix come
from some wild
fields’ angry urge
voluntarily
baring spasmodically
your hood-hung sex-mouth
silk smooth laxly and
dreamy,
nicely pained twitch,
cramming its coppice

©2011 j.a.o.a.
©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga
photo on board: by Eric Marrian

On her thigh—

On her thigh—

Insidiously
She played with the gold ring band
Ensnaring my gaze

©2011 j.a.o.a.

You undo—

You undo—

Your hair does like
the ocean undoes itself.
Its calm undulates
unhurriedly then
dives into deep
ringlets of
black mystery o’er
your milk-white breasts
spume expanding
each breath relaxing
in and out nipple-hard.
Summer afire by my kiss

©2011 j.a.o.a.

They would meet at night and—

They would meet at night and—

Only the glimmer of
the distant moon illumined
their doings for
no one but they stirred
about at that hour of
delicacies served and tasty
glistened from tongues
stropping insatiable urges.

They liked the sound of
her petticoat ruffling exigency
and unconstraint obviated
the requirement exacting wild
fantasy manifesting
rhythmic movements of fleshly
hydraulics carrying out
the ritual thrusts reciprocating
to and fro of their prodding craze.

And at the witching hour
her gaze was made a violent glaze
as she took each of
her lovers deep within the
cooing of her and the dimension
As their gasping turned
propulsion aghast when each one
slithered to a wanton wan,
exploding whimper clasping the
spasmodic seize of
her flexing release.

©2011 j.a.o.a.

Leaning into gray

Leaning into gray
Near white space morphing clouds
Blue emotes her crux
©2011 j.a.o.a.

Sit like so-

Held-