All Posts By: Byron McCoy

               She let her body fall deeper into full of down, arc of her back, body in bridged raise absorbing of his shocks; hand in grasp, strong to her front, wrap of his hold over top and to round of sides, thumb’s tease to swell and full of end.  Then bridge of her body pinned […]

               He loved to hold to her open front, her smile and eyes in look on his, the cant of her head, the scent of her skin, her breath through first full-give; the move of her hand into holding behind, her draw of him deeper and greater in as second rose to neck and back […]

“Remember thou art dust and to dust thou shall return…” _____                Ash Wednesday, he returned, and the mark was on his head.  A sinner still in seeking: to live the Greater Love.                She did not go.  She bore not the mark.  She lived a different faith and yet believed in the Greater Love […]

(continue to CENTERED IN DREAM)                In sunlight fall, its warmth to sides—glow-stirring of their skin—breath spoke in sharp and low-huffed bursts from her into his ear; wrap of her arms across back and over shoulder tops, cradling and embracing, still, in upright sit to table’s edge in center of the dream.                        Song of […]

               There was a romance, too, in the light of the green though not the red wished first in dream.  She felt it then, the romance, in colored surround warmed and glowed in lightfall through windowed walls that cast on table in heart of room and candled centerpiece upon—each candle in different height and detail […]

               Rain rolled in as wall of mist that whispered on the earth but was silent on other side of windows and walls.  He walked into it under morning dark, cool and the damp upon him, sounds of its whisper and little more, moved on wind he could not feel.                Indoors, he sat in […]

               They stood before open of morning window, she wrapped within his arms, one arm above other, forearms tight and across her body’s front, rest of her breasts upon, around her narrowing as he drew her close to him.                She closed her eyes in feel of the sun, warmth and light upon her face.  […]