love making


 

 
 
Quantity:  

 

or 

Sign in to turn on 1-Click ordering.
or 

Amazon Prime Free Trial required. Sign up when you check out. 
 
   
More Buying Choices
Get it for less! Order it used
Have one to sell? Sell yours here
 
   
 
 
 
Where The Fenceline Runs
 
See larger image
 
 
Start reading Where The Fenceline Runs on your Kindle in under a minute.  

Don’t have a Kindle? Get yours here.

 
   

Where The Fenceline Runs (Paperback)

by Dave Barber (Author)


List Price: $14.99
Price: $14.99 & eligible for FREE Super Saver Shipping on orders over $25. Details
 
 
In Stock.
Ships from and sold by Amazon.com. Gift-wrap available.
 
Want it delivered Wednesday, January 7? Order it in the next 18 hours and 56 minutes, and choose One-Day Shipping at checkout. See details 
 
 
 
 
 
 
   
Advertisements

Lonely as a candle flame,

bouncing, turning

lighting for a moment’s window

then quick fade back to dimness.

 

If those carbons had choices

they’d burn slowly

surely and constantly

mating with oxygen

tearing off to live

as new –

(see what love does!)

A bound they can’t break

waiting for a tree

to swallow them

drop the carbon to earth

and start over again.

 

 

4 Jan 09

In love’s night,

the moon is full,

your breasts – ripe fruit to pick!

your softness, ready to taste

 

tasting passion,

a sweet sweet wine,

every drop is mine,

every drop won’t be wasted!

 

 

4 Jan 09

So, I live with seven dwarves, right?
like seven workers- miners!
who dig all day-
Hey, they’re handicapped
no work provisions,
they just work.

And me?
I stay home and sing, clean
and darn –
darn these socks!
there are so many!
ever try to keep up with seven guys?
underwear all over the floor,
popcorn bowls thrown in the sink,
and the beer cans?   Crap! They’re everywhere!

Happy gets drunk,
sneezy spits his booze on the carpet
Bashful hides in his room,
Doc wants to play doctor
Sleepy snoozes on the couch,
Grumpy doesn’t like the meals, sex, nothing- Snap!

Damn, what am I doing here?
Seven working guys,
and they’re terrible!
Next time, I’ll hang out
with the Witch!

And by the way,
just to clear it up,
after living with seven guys,
I’m not Snow White!

 

 

 

 

Dave

There were days,

when wine was evening

we poured out in sleeping bags,

 

Sweet, long-

 

near the fire –

your eyes sparkling,

our hearts snapping like the flames!

 

We wrapped up

and made love into the night’s breath

God it was good,

all the parts,

the breath, the wine and your voice

calling me to bed,

 

when night was wine.

 

 

Dave Barber

13 Dec 08

When the candle was lit

I settled into a dream

that the flame kissed me

brushed my face

with it’s soft wax,

leaving it’s lipstick

it flickered across me

in a rhythm

making love 

with

my

heart.

 

When we finished,

I was out of breath.

 

 

Dave Barber

Silly thoughts

5 Nov 08

Podría despertar de un sueño eso era tan verdadero su cuerpo se vistió en cordón negro levantando y gimiendo, usted respiración que crece corta y sus pechos que se menean como las boyas ¡en nuestro océano del deseo! ¡Dios, montando esas ondas de hacia arriba y hacia abajo! ¡sería tan bueno! Pero soy despierto, y usted me hizo una oferta apague la luz usted es cansado y mi corazón todavía está batiendo rápidamente. Peluquero de Dave

Next Page »