You’re all over me…

Your birthday set in stone inside

my brain

Your name, a tattoo across my chest

and it bleeds colors still

Your history with me and those very

steamy nights, hard to overcome

Your fragrance, not perfume, rather

your bodies’ natural scent

You have my laundry go back to back

to back and more with your scent

You have me waiting on a green light

one that has me waiting for you:(

You are the measuring stick of any

that I may date FOREVER

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey



You left me all alone

Your I love you lies

Yet I can’t say goodbye

Why am I worthless?

Why am I merely a toy?

When do I get to fly?

The meteor crashed on me

The Tsunami  hit harder

The 5.0 earthquake too…

But all I can do is think about YOU

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey


Voices that cause me Pain

 Sometimes it is exquisite

Sometimes it’s insufferable

Sometimes you’re numb

How did this happen again?

How come you can’t see it?

How is it you can’t avoid it?

First off you are trapped

Then you want out

You get sucked back in

due to makeup sex

If you stay eventually

you’ll get married

Then you’ll wonder why?

It’s a roller coaster worse

than Everest

The back and forth while

begging for seconds…

You stay for the wrong

reasons, it’s on you

If you keep injecting drugs

into yourself, you’ll die

But you don’t realize the

drug you’re on

Instead you stay subservient 

and often cry

You’re excusing things that you

complain about

You need someone to shake

some sense into you

WHY?, because YOU’RE the

reason that you are in PAIN

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey





Sirens sucking men in

They sing, they cry and catch men

by surprise

They lure them to their own failure

and some men get lucky

They can be in all shapes and sizes

and can give a lending ear

In respect, they play a coy and cold


They ruin men because they are so


They even reach to their past to get

new victims

These are sour, full of vitriol people

and have no right to anything

This is not no alimony or spousal


Instead this is plain targeting men and

lot of flirting

This happens especially at work and if

you run away, you are DONE

Then they ruin your life, take it as a trophy

while not knowing the damages

They are aware of their actions and are often

very young

Beware, beware of the singing and God praises


2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey



The Past…

Things lost in the fire that was ME

Too much litany but here goes

Love and laughter

Movies and sneaking

Training with purpose

Pets, a house and dancing

Bad days were good days

Watching American Idol

Stealing kisses under blue light

Touches and caresses

Rhythmic rolling sweet orgasms

Repeating, back arching

Breaking headboards

Nobody mattered but us

Electric touches from the floor to

the ceiling

Zaps from anywhere that landed

with purpose

All I did was to get to you my dear…

I need that feeling back in my life

I do not want to live like this..

Rather I wish to take the past and

put it back into NOW and the FUTURE…

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey




A vision

Seen in the in between sleep

almost dead not breathing

almost awake jerking up

The repetitive sight is quite

lovely while being scary

likened to an Angel but

likely a temptress 

Normally woken frantically

it picks back up

it lures you back

it makes you crave

it feeds off your thirst

Will you have it again tonight?

yet are you afraid?

yes but you do lie?

you lie to your own self?

your craving eclipses fear?

you need to get off this drug!

2017 Copyright Paul McAleavey

My Lust and being her TOY or her mine?…

I feel like I’ve been hit by a TRUCK

With your hunting I am always STUCK

You’re like a WICCAN

I am broken MAN

All that’s left is our DESIRE to FUCK

2016 Copyright Paul McAleavey