A Christmas Poem - By Me

My take on a Christmas classic

Made for Christmas 2011

Put to music by the Chocolate Minx

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My Take On A Classic Christmas Poem...

Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas & I was stuck in this place,

Everything was gone – the whole human race.

I wasn’t alone, I found one by my side,

We fought for our lives until we decided to hide.

The war raging outside, we made a small bed,

We snuggled down deep and covered our heads.

He, in his blue jeans, scarf and tight shirt,

Me, dressed the same and willing to flirt.

With sly little looks, and skin touching skin,

Blocked out the world and the trouble we’re in.

Between soft gentle kisses & losing our clothes,

And tiny caresses that tingle our toes.

Lips meeting lips when he started to purr,

His teeth elongated as he sprouted some fur.

My eyes opened wide – I trembled in fear,

I struggled a lot yet he pulled me near.

He nuzzled my neck & crumbled my core,

He nipped at my throat & I offered him more.

So many warnings screamed in my head,

I pressed my lips tight so they couldn’t be said.

So many things he whispered down low,

Telling me how he couldn’t let me go.

I gazed in his eyes that had turned pale blue,

No understanding – I hadn’t a clue.

Some things I need to make this all clear,

What’s happening? Why am I here?

He smiled sadly and said it was fate.

He’d love me forever because I was his mate.

He told me his name on a long winded sigh,

While I was in shock & wanted to cry.

Alden Langley and he was a fox

All that ran through my mind – I’m still wearing socks.

He moved just a little, I watched fur recede,

I studied him closely, his eyes full of need.

My heart all but broke, my eyes filled with tears,

Deep down inside I sensed all his fears.

I realised right then that mine were the same,

So I smiled and told him my name.

“I’m Hector Lewis, my friends call me Heck,”

I tilted my head & he again kissed my neck.

He whispered a tale of the new world I’m in,

It was a tear in space that brought me to him.

A wish made on a long ago on a faraway night.

Brought our world crashing & locking up tight.

I came from Earth & he from afar,

Alden’s home is on a faraway star.

Both ripped through time & and also through space

Is how we ended in this unknown place.

I started laughing till tears flowed free,

How the fuck did this happen to me?

I felt like I was crazy – like this wasn’t real

I reached out a hand I just had to feel.

Maybe this was a dream or I was dead,

Or something fucked up, that was just in my head.

But nothing quite mattered as he fondled my balls

Merry Christmas to me & to you, one & all.

My Book Of Twisted Thoughts

I thought I would give you a taste of some of the very first writing I ever did. I wrote poetry for nobody but me.  If you are hoping for happily ever after then you may want to skip over this blog post.  It is not called My Book Of Twisted Thoughts for nothing.  I can't promise that you will like it.  I can't even promise that it is any good...  I will let you read it and make up your own mind.

RUNNING SCARED

Twisted thoughts inside my brain,

Slowly sending me insane,

Mixed up pictures oy who you are,

Pushed my mind a touch too far.

See you in places you cannot be,

Running, hiding, scared of me,

Hold out my hand, but you turn away,

Invite you in, but you will not stay.

Through tortured eyes I watch you sleep,

Toss and turn with troubles deep,

Moonlight shines apon your face,

you seem so perfect... yet out of place.

Drawn to you by a thread in time,

A troubled past not left behind,

Wraps me up in a cloak of pain,

But it's my turn now to play the game.

If I can't have you then no one may,

So just stop pushing me away,

A tortured saying inside my head,

'Would it be better to wake up Dead?'

A blocked out past comes to light,

Memories of a long ago night,

Remember what you had to do?

Remember what you put me through?

Recogmition is now in place,

Mixed with shame, or just disgrace,

Terror born by what we shared,

It's your turn now for running scared.