Lone Reader

We dance without touching.
He cooks and I clean.

We smile through dinner.
A cozy home scene.

He kisses my cheek
In a jovial goodbye.

I sigh in relief
As he pulls out the drive.

I prepare my body,
My mind, and my space

With sweet scented candles
And chilled wine by my place.

A flick of the lights
Soothes the chaos inside

As I settle my macbook
Comfortably alongside

The refreshing white riesling
In the peace of the dark

On the couch in the silence
On a story, I embark!

These men, they whisper
They shout, and they moan.

Telling stories of love,
Laughter, heartache and home.

Love comes in all shapes
And all size and some

Even love in the strangest of ways,
Simply coming undone.

But no matter the conception
The manifest is the same.

Love pours from their hearts
To bathe their lover, no game.

Originally posted at Joy Reflected, 6/22/2010

Reindeer and Demons

December 2010

Only days before Christmas, he'd discovered his fate.
A Trusted Bond bound them, despite Santa's black hate.

Snuggled cozy and warm, and protected from harm,
He lost himself to dreams in the circle of his lover's arms.

Visions of shiny new Ipads danced in his head,
as his sugarplum cuddled him tight in their bed.

Oh how he would wow him and show him his love,
With piles of gifts that would tower from above!

Though The Darkness Is Coming, Black Wings hold him close.
For his sugarplum fights fire with a blazing bright red nose!

Santa can't hurt them now that the deed is done.
They've mated and finally demon and deer have become one!

(What you thought Rudolph was a reindeer? No way.
He's a bisexual shifter demon with allergy issues.)

Narrative Spin-off