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Friday, January 31, 2025

What He Will Be...



An easy night... a silent hush fell over him as he picked up his guitar and lit up a freshly scented candle that rested upon his glass side table. As he began to play, he had nothing on his mind but the moment in which he found himself... alone in a setting designed for lovers. A setting that inspired the artistic bohemian side of himself... and anyone else that entered felt the same. As he played, his phone buzzed on a text message from one of his "friends". "I'm coming over" was all she said. Surprising to him because she told him she'd be going out that night with a man that would shower her with gifts and time but apparently not much else. Texting one more time: "I have to see you". "OK" was his only response...

You see, he knew that this was his life but he really couldn't fully grasp it. He just knew that in his mind, there was no evil or malice in it as most might judge there to be. He almost felt like he was in service to women that deserved a night of passion or even a moment of solace. A well-earned moment of abandon for women that for the most part lived right and did right by many in life. Women that just needed to be desired, set free and allowed to be as wild as the moment inspired without judgment. Women... most men would be afraid to approach. He just couldn't understand "why him". In his heart he knew that the confusion he felt was never a self-esteem issue but moreso a "this is an uncommon thing" issue. He honestly never knew if this was a blessing or a curse. Blessed to make love to amazing women of quality... of heart, mind, body and soul, but cursed to live out life alone. You see, after a break-up, he had dispassionately come to the conclusion that he would never belong to anyone other than himself and his Lord... living out moments of beauty instead. All while leaving open the door, that if one would be able to sweep him off his own feet... he'd consider surrendering for more than just a moment. Given this, in his heart, the blessing always outweighed the curse by miles.

That night, he got himself ready for anything and when she showed up, he felt privileged beyond belief as he heard her detail how the date went and how the high priced gifts that were given couldn't deter her from thinking about seeing him. Instead of feeling the haughtiness that such a thing would normally feed, he felt humbled. To him, that feeling of humility was evidence that what he was experiencing was something pure and beautiful. A contradiction to what he would have thought just 10 years prior. As to that night, it seemed almost blessed... in a session that was long and passionate. Two souls saying "thank you for thinking of me and letting me in". Uncommitted lovers bathed in eternity in a world where "couples" were having to see therapists just to cope with being around each other for 10 minutes. Even if it was for the last time, in that moment, every time would be the only time. Making each time... something new and wonderful.

He would have only a handful like this and each one would be something special. Each one had a beautiful name and a favorite color. A favorite rose and/or flower. Each one liked a certain thing in bed and each one valued him for more than anything anyone could actually put down on some superficial list. Judge him all you want but never discount his experience or try to trivialize it with a cookie cutter explanation. He knew what he was to them... and what they meant (and still mean) to him. He was a blessed man then... and he's a blessed man today. He would tell you that today it is extremely difficult to find souls with the kind of mindset AND heart-set that are required for such experiences but he would also say that it is not impossible. It seems that many seem willing but when watched over time, most usually turn out to be unready for something like that. Given that, he counsels on the caveats most would not be able to handle living that kind of life.

As for himself, today, he's learned to navigate the winds better. To the point where he can finally say "come what may" without putting in much thought into what has already become second nature to him. Where everything can be much sweeter than it was before without consuming his life. With his mindset and heart-set enhanced, he remains open to the few... or "the one". He will be... what he will be.

~moses apollo

Monday, January 27, 2025

Hello...

 


Hello again, hello
Just called to say hello
I couldn't sleep at all tonight
And I know it's late
But I couldn't wait

Hello, my friend, hello
Just called to let you know
I think about you ev'ry night
When I'm here alone
And you're there at home, hello

Maybe it's been crazy
And maybe I'm to blame
But I put my heart above my head
We've been through it all
And you loved me just the same
And when you're not there
I just need to hear

Hello, my friend, hello
It's good to need you so
It's good to love you like I do
And to feel this way
When I hear you say, hello

Hello, my friend, hello
Just called to let you know
I think about you ev'ry night
And I know it's late
But I couldn't wait
Hello

~neil diamond




Saturday, January 25, 2025

For None To See...


have you found the secret of my heart? the how and the why of it's fleshly part? it's breathless sighs at the thought of you... and it's ache at not having you near? have you been able to look past my iris's into just how beautiful i see you? eyes inspired by the glory of the smile on your beautiful face that revealed just how happy you were to discover that i loved you. all while meeting frustration at your body's design. a design tailor made to meet the needs my hands have to gently graze upon something magical and artistic... as yet existing outside the reach of my arms. what more can i laud in love, but to proclaim your strength worthy of praise and pride... so formidably beautiful... and as such... so soulishly alluring... 

i find you amongst the many. i whisper into your heart: "come and love me neath my moon. where its glow cracks the mist that meets my soil. where i lay in waiting... as passion that claws at me draws blood from my skin. desperate for satiation... i lay in waiting for you my love. anointed... come... love me disjointed. appointed into silence for the claiming of all you've yet to taste. for the love of all that's pure in haste... come to me... harken to my love..."

rest restless, bare to bare. held in oneness... for none to see but you and me. as mist and moonlight find there way beneath our sheets... inspiring love from king to queen... and from queen to king. making love... for none to see... but you and me...

~moses apollo

Friday, January 17, 2025

Warm...

"...when your heart is cold..."


It's been a long day my beautiful woman. Come lay beside me in bed. Beside the candles on the bedside tables lit up to form shadows that slow dance on the ceilings and on the walls of our room. Rest your weary head on my arm and drape your leg across my body as if I were a comfortable pillow. Close your eyes and rest upon this man who loves you as he watches over the moment of peace he can provide. With every loving breath... falling deeper into love. For as you do, you will find that in these arms... there is safety from the cares that burden your soul. Use them my love... and claim your promised peace.

Let every whispered kiss that graces your beautiful face proclaim: 

"I will keep your heart warm my love"

~moses apollo 

Tuesday, January 7, 2025

The Doggie In The Window...

"i do hope that doggie's for sale..."


I find it hilarious how "wisdom", in the minds of some, is synonymous with prudish and pious. How a woman can want to bang the hell out of you one minute and see you in an entirely different light once she finds out you're "wise" and carry yourself with honor. I'd say it happens about thirty percent of the time and it's actually funny to me. I DO NOT have the exterior of what some would consider "a wise man" lol According to the stereotype, I'm supposed to be thin and pasty... wearing polo shirts, loose fitting pants and Birkenstocks. All while sportin some glasses and carrying the latest book I'm reading with me everywhere I go lol Definitely not me folks!! I've been told I look the part of a man that both knows what to do in bed and in the ring. Whether that's true or not, it does not scream "wise" and honestly... I seriously get a kick out of it lol

In truth, I just assume that some women want their playthings or "food" to remain stupid or unserious so that they will never have to be afraid of falling any deeper than skin. Since I cant get much out of skin alone, it kind of works for me but it's hilarious coming from the gender that claims to be more mature than men. I look at Solomon and the women he courted. They ranged from a slave girl that worked in the fields to the Queen of Sheba. What made them so special? They knew exactly what they were getting with him and loved him as he was. There was no box to fit him in, and no stereotype to meet as he was not your average "King." It takes a special kind of woman to court a special kind of man. Without fakin it or havin to prove it all the time, she would be introspective, self-assured, and self-aware... humble yet without fear and not easily intimidated or impressed by status, intelligence, or wisdom. Creating impeccable synergy with whomever she was with of the same caliber. Like I said... "special."

Now, lest anyone think I'm in the market... relax. I'm just the "doggie in the window" gettin' the steady onlookers that like to ponder taking me home from time to time. I dig it like that for now... "watchin'" on the who, the what, and the why ;-) Although, that someday is approaching, when that glass will no longer do it for me folks... I'm out...

~moses apollo