Hot Tub

Hot, wet, relaxing
A pleasure to be inside
Reminds me of you

Taboo

To some
What we share
Would be forbidden
How I touch you
Where I touch you
That I even touch you
But I cannot resist
Your touch, your taste
Even your smell
Draw me deeper
Under your spell
You submit to me
But so I do to you
Two separate as one
Together but apart
No bonds but those
That require no words
What lies next behind
The off-limits doors?

The Answer Man

Where do you find him
The one with all the answers
For they need to solve my dilema
Of where to turn and where to run
To help me pull together the pieces
Of all that has been torn apart
My heart, my life, my soul
Split and divided, rended asunder
Pledged to one but grasped by others
Who’s tendrils refuse to grant me quarter
Pulling me apart from reality
To the places I might rather be
Lost inside of my head
The Answer Man has yet to speak
Will he ever?