LOVE Love comes and goes in life. Some love only lasts a few moments.
Hopefully, a select few will last a lifetime. Love can hurt if that love is taken from you. The worst is when it is on the brink of being taken. Love of all kinds is not as plentiful as you might think. Although there are many kinds of it is rare that they all do really love you. When love lasts the test of time it is wonderful. Yet, we tend to take it for granted. If you are lucky past love will teach you to respect new love. If you have love, respect love, you only need one more ingredient. You need to be able to return love. As easy as it sounds it is rare to have all three. So, when love does come along. You have to respect it, cherish it, nourish it and realize how lucky it is that you have it.
POETIC LOVE You asked how poets make love with words I decided to show you not by mouth or curves Tonight I'll write my poetry across the canvas Of your body, my willing blinded accomplice Expressing my innermost secret desires Planning every word's placement my pen attires Your angled and plane aroused contour With pleasure filled fantasies writing on your Honeyed skin; tastes of budding succulence Building from the ladder of your emergence From dreamlike slumber to writhing climax Orgasmic words are the finest aphrodisiacs So when you feel my pen tantricly lift up I'll mount you, lover, while I sensuously touch And moan each tattooed word in your ear Til you can't breathe and can't conjure More passionate love than a poet's words
My Perfect Woman
My perfect woman is perfect in her understanding. In her want for love. In her belief that love can create beauty and life. She will be someone I can bare my soul to. She will use my soul for the life of both of us…. Not to hurt me when I’m down and maybe weak but to pick me up. She will be my partner in this chaotic world. With her I will find peace and warmth. If I fall because of my demons ……she'll know they didn't own my heart. She does. She has me to the core and never will hurt me. She will take me in before we meet and when we do it will be a paradise both of us imagined. Two people who envisioned a world of love…that's what will come. Honesty from two sources that cried tears of want for love. I want her presence with me when she is not there…. I want that to last forever. I want to know what makes her laugh and glow and to push those buttons all the time. I want that smile on her face to be permanent. I want her as radiant as the moon the Night holds tightly. I want her as glowing as the sun the Night greets everyday. She is my woman….my world….she is my everything. This girl….my perfect woman will accept all my love. She will feel it wherever she is. She will use it for her strength. She will take comfort that it will always be there. All I ever wanted was to find a woman to love my way. My perfect woman will love to be loved.
My words caress her face in passing... They linger near her lips and pause to feel the gasp that is released... More words trace a path down her neck to feel her pulse quicken... They are mere words but they set her aflame... Letters on a page to cause a stir within... Breathing faster... Lightheaded... The words keep coming and erupting shivers through her body... Were they hands or a mouth... But they are only words they cannot touch her... Yet they do and they go deep... They fondle her core and tease her soul... And leave her wanting more.
Smile You smiled at me. Your eyes held within them the sparkle of the galaxies. Your smile bared the spirit of your soul and captured mine. You laughed and it was a river of warmth flowing into me. And when finally I bury myself deep inside you pull me into your womb and sustain me. Your orgasm is an earthquake of energy in waves through our flesh And when our sweaty bodies lie together still at last in your smile I see the peace of angels
With Eyes Softly Closed With eyes softly closed I still taste you... The lingering scent of vanilla, The wispy strands of your hair on my cheek, The soft and gentle rhythm of heartbeats Mere moments before locked as one Roaring and surging now nestling gently calmly Entwined inside and out. With eyes softly closed I still feel the heat Sheer animal flame primal fire Released yet encompassing quenched yet ever hungry, The effort of merging sweat's sweet sting, The timeless moment, the afterglow The infinite softness of you and me And such fullness I've come to know. With eyes softly closed a single tear flows The indescribable emotion released from within As the eyes silently open and find yours are looking in.
The Next Time I See You The next time I see you… I want to ravish your body with my kiss I want you all to myself To do things to you that I know you miss To look deep into your eyes While you are embraced in my touch Eyes speaking sensual words Saying I want you so much I would like to go slow… However, excitement prevails I will rip off your clothes And let the sexiness unveil To feel your hands And hot body against mine To put your hands on my face as we kiss That feeling is so divine You have no idea how much I wish Our togetherness could last all day I want to make love with you so bad I wish there was an easy way. To assault you with my touch, my tongue, and my eyes to lie on top of you, gripping you tightly on the bed to feel your wetness sliding against my hardness is like an uncontrollable hunger being fed. So now, you know just how bad I lust for you Your sex is so intoxicating it is hard to conceive After writing this, I am sweltering with heat I want you so bad it is beyond belief.
Calling Out to Me The soft subtle curve of your perfectly bronzed thighs.... The sway of sweetly rounded backside..... Both accentuated poetically with each sure stride The warm inviting aromas of your hair and perfume invade my senses as you casually brush against me And the way the soft light cascades down contoured back Twisting torso allowing a warm glow to flow teasingly over perfect hips Shadows hinting at hidden desires, suggestive curves I take a step back and survey the enticing landscape of warm, gentle flesh The rise and fall of lovingly peeked breasts The beckoning curve of that soft, sweet neck Freckled skin calling wantonly, openly, to be suckled and kissed Outer edge of long lashed eyes, playfully showing an inner grin Teasing curve of petal-like lips ,tiers I long to touch and bite Lightly feather with the flutter of an affectionate kiss And it all calls out to me. Not a single part lacking elegant shades, soft and sleek texture, vibrant life that breaths deep beneath each feral like motion.
Am I Real? AM I REAL? Creeping into you dreams, I run my fingers along your thigh. CAN YOU FEEL? A fantasy slipping between the sheets, to feel the heat of your skin. AM I REAL? Whispering your name as a breath on the wind, CAN YOU HEAR? Watching you reach for me in your sleep searching the empty cold bed. CAN YOU SENSE ME NEAR? Waking to find I am gone; nothing but an illusion. DOES IT BREAK YOUR HEART TOO? Waking from my own dreams, alone with tears in my eyes, WISHING IT WAS TRUE?
Tongued Tied If I were there, I'd never say any of this. If I were there right now, I'd almost certainly forget to talk to you at all, too busy fighting against impulses I'm not *supposed* to indulge. Restraint and discipline I'm supposed (or not supposed) to show in service of propriety and duty and the crushing weight of not having what I fucking want of not getting down to the fucking I want. But because I'm not right there on the edge of unleashing the beast and running wild with you I can think again, of silvered screams and honey-sweet fear of shame and desire dancing an enraptured duet, spinning you outside the bounds of iron will and need to know and toward the warm musk of soft skin and the lingering glow which follows finding someone to tame your secrets by setting them free. And because it would be wrong not to mention it wouldn't be nice, I'll not exploit your need to expose the image of my skin under satin laces under you until a time when we can't breathe. So instead I
explore the questions of what I want, and where I'd take you and whisper in your ear this web of words, the warm sticky threads of a wayward scorpion's embrace.
The Dance She is the only one in the room as she dances with deception You by nature are intrigued Hypnotized by a snake Paralyzed by her eyes Drawn to her passion Passion for life For death For you Your eyes travel down every curve Just the slightest movement drives you insane As she spins towards you her eyes don’t let go of your soul With one touch she rapes your mind And all reason is lost She has mastered temptation, Seduced you with ease And swallowed you whole.
Seeking Warmth A touch of skin soft and slippery, with the hint of sweat. We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets, As the wind flowed from the window above us. Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance, To abandon all of our uncertainties. I begin my work on your lips, probing gently as if drawing sex, From a deep well of longing and need. Then heated tongues met in the midst of hot and quickening breath. And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts. Then intoxicated with those spirits, Our clothes found resting place on the floor. Piece by piece until there were no hiding places, For the two glistening and wanting bodies. Hunger revealed in this hot moment. Then skin meshed with skin, as the floor became the stage. I move atop of you easily, and lowered myself gently. Kissing you as you were filled with me.
As a gasp broke the kiss, my hands stroked the stray strands, Away from your forehead, then became entangled. Our slow rhythm gave way to urgent and demanding thrusts of passion, As you arched your body for my comfort, and I throw u into ecstasy, With the strength of my strokes. I leave you screaming and soaked in oblivion again and again, As you growled my name from the back of your throat, And our bodies both demanded more, Each giving to the other high on the fluids of foreign substance. You grasp, then release in effort to relieve me of my control. The taste of your skin between my lips was like no other. To hear your cry of mercy, when my teeth met your warm skin, Was more breathtaking than you knew. As I wound my hands in your hair, And pulled until the flesh on your neck was taut, I move with one final and breaking blow, Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss, Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
You welcome the weight of me to envelope you As I collapse on top of you, still hot and burning, And you glowing like an ember, casting a welcome light, Should I seek your warmth again.
A Crystal Midnight It's midnight. I have awakened in a cold sweat, shaking from my fear. It's midnight. My body is numb, from the thoughts that have run thru my mind. It's midnight. I can't believe what I have done, returning to the scene of the crime, for no good reason. It's midnight. I KNEW it was a mistake, but I couldn't help myself. I just can't say no to you. It's midnight. I should have said no when you suggested it. We BOTH knew it would be found. It's midnight. What was she doing up that late? And WHY didn't you erase it? It's midnight. You will be ok. You always are. You can talk yourself out of anything. It's midnight. Me? I can't sleep. I can't eat. What if I can't see you again? It's midnight. Do you know where your heart is? Because you have mine.
The First Letter
My mind wonders what you are thinking right now; As you lay your head down, hopefully in peaceful slumber. Reveling in the moments that we have shared? Thinking about the moments that are yet to come? I know where my thoughts are on this night. Oh, many thoughts about quiet nights, watching whatever might be on. Deciding to stay in for the day instead of going nowhere to do nothing…. Opening our hearts to each other, learning the things that attract us. Never really being too far away from each other, gotta have that touch factor. Nights turn into quiet times to reflect on the day past and the day ahead. Envisioning the many things in life that we could share and achieve. Leaning on each other to reach goals that once were thought unreachable. Let’s continue down this road. Maybe it will lead us somewhere special…..
30.5 inches. 2 and a half feet. The other half of the bed. Cold. Lonely. Empty. Sometimes you just LOOK at it. Wonder if it will EVER be warm. 30.5 inches. 2 and a half feet. You don’t want just ANYONE there. So you leave it cold. And wait for HER to join you. You can feel her there. 30.5 inches. 2 and a half feet. Your arms around her. Her falling asleep in your arms Making love (on both sides) Watching cartoons. Movies. Sports. 30.5 inches. 2 and a half feet. Sleeping in Sunday mornings Because we AREN’T sleeping Saturday nights Listening to music Touching each other. 30.5 inches. 2 and a half feet. The other half of the bed Cold. Lonely. EMPTY.
H-Factor They don't have a lot of time these days. Always running here and there, trying to fit 30 hours worth of things into a 24 hour day. Besides, there is the H-Factor. H-ow can they get time together when H-e is still in H-er life. They make do. Little moments that they both love, and both hate the same time.
They love the little moments because they can’t be taken from them by anyone. They HATE the little moments because they are just that...LITTLE moments. Far too short for both of their tastes, but a necessary evil for the time being. His friends have told him to walk away, you deserve better, or at least you deserve her ALL. Her friends say......no one knows. She doesn’t say. She knows his life, his friends, his habits. What he likes to do. He knows her life, her friends, her habits. He knows what she likes to do. But he ALSO knows that he goes home every night alone, to the cold 30.5 inches next to him. SHE goes home to him. And thru it all, He can't wait. He can’t wait to kiss her. Touch her. Smell her. Feel her in his arms. He can't wait. He has not choice, though. He HAS to.
White Heels Part I You have no idea how HOT it was that you left the heels on... Forbidden love made that more passionate by the urgency of it all. An hour of real time dissected into little moments.... Combining all four of them in to one erotic movement of souls. Jacket in the hallway, skirt on the bedroom floor, suit landing on the chair.... Lust and passion covered in the first five minutes. Once they settled, intimacy and comfort take over, you are led by instincts. You notice how easily you fall into the each other, the recognition of bodies. With subtle difference.... You have no idea how HOT it was that you left the heels on......
White Heels Part II White Heels open wounds a brother’s love can’t fix. Too many Brandy and cokes now thrown in the mix. Be drank away, damn hole! Let the spirit heal my heart. Before the booze I imbibe tears me completely apart. I lied when I said this thing I could handle. My heart, it sits on the middle of YOUR hearts’ mantle. Why do I let you? Why I can’t put you to the test? Why is it that YOU get away with it, while I won’t let the rest? So do I give you the ultimatum, or do I let my heart ride…. Do whatever is right...and THAT is something only I can decide…..
The Train I go to sleep every night, wondering if this is the night that she comes... Or, will tomorrow be the day it all comes to an end. Yeah, I know that I should walk away, let things play themselves out. But who am I to pretend. When we touch, I can feel the burn of her on my skin for hours. Long after she is physically gone from my side. I understand that there is a lot going on in her life right now. But I am sick and tired of having to hide. My feelings, my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams. My imaginations of her and me in a life fulfilled. The cuddling on the couch, the silent conversations, The nights in my bed her body I thrilled. Is it FAIR? OF course not; we know that rarely life is. But what am I gonna do, Walk Away? I don't dare. I know that the SECOND things change. If she says yes, I will be there. So I will bid my time and Pray that my heart will hold. And hope that light at the end of the tunnel I see, Is her essence coming to finally join up with mine, And not the train of loneliness running over me.
Do You Miss? Do you miss the softness of a kiss on your shoulder? Do you miss the words murmured in the darkness Telling you, ‘You are beautiful. Loved. Wanted.’? Do you miss the safety of the arms holding you long after? Do you miss feeling my body in yours, becoming part of you? Moving. Rhythmic. But mostly, do you miss the feeling of being more than just you and I? Of sharing more than just moments? Do you miss the intimate feeling of being completely filled, and completely loved, By me?
The Song She Sings oh, the song she sings as I fill her, as we fuse into one delicate whimper, more passion brings delicious crescendos, melodic cry climax in song oh, the all consuming flesh cool and soft, then hot red beaded sweat I have taste for it all, I drink it and never quench my thirst flavor sweet, the petals unfold as my lips meet her sex oh, how she touches me draw lust lines upon muscle, hand grip phallic thumb to guide quickly pulls me into her deeply and mouth to hers oh, her lips that speak with humor and grace yet prim exterior falls pleading, "make love to me" lips that inflame me, arouse me, take me to another place passion giving, luscious treat, perfect art, a study in symmetry oh, how it is all a song of her thigh to hip, thigh to thigh, limbs entwine no quenching of lust, my addiction is sure glorious breast, elegant neck, all love, in her combine
So Real Don't know what came over me, Everything seemed too real for me There you were in my head But I could feel you like you were there all along, I could feel your breath on my neck It felt too good to be a dream. It took just one song to put your face in my mind, The smile brought the moment back of our last goodbye Face to face in the middle of nowhere in particular Last night I thought of you and I don't know why. Last night when the lights went out I could feel you in my arms, I could hear you call my name, The last night when I was with you. It's not supposed to feel this real. This morning I though I'd see you Though you are so many miles away. It all felt so real with You in my arms like never before, Skin to skin, arm in arm
Like the nights we used to have
You were, you are, and shall always be, The center of the universe. All comets, planets and stars revolve around you. You are woman. Princess, queen and Eternal goddess. You are nymph, Mother and lover. You are woman. The giver and sustainer of life. Desired, feared, and lusted after. You are woman. My best friend. May I raise you to a golden throne and bow before and serve you. You are woman. You are an Artesian, poet, singer. The creator of good and eroticism. You turn heads; spin hearts; create magic; foster fantasies. You are woman. A lustful, Sexy virgin. CEO, homemaker, diva, orgasmic; Satisfaction plus; you start and finish heaven; You are woman. Idolized, adored, hated, feared, sweet, sour, positive, negative. Truth teller, sometimes liar, foe, captive, free spirit; The one man will die for; You are woman.
If I Were? If I was to uncurl my neck and lay it on that pillow beside you would you watch the rise and fall of my feelings while I sleep? If I were juggling knives and dancing barefoot would you turn those things away that I level towards myself? If it were 3 a.m. in a diner and I was sitting lost would you fold up all the roadmaps and say you knew the way to go? If I were to wake up next to you in places unfamiliar would you make them feel like home?
Soothing Voice Your voice soothes my mind Like a warm summer's rain Washing my soul; needing again our language all its own Starts anew I give my all just to you Soft touches, caresses silken glances and sighs Quiet murmurs, gentle trembles Impassioned cries Kisses Binding me tight Our language, love is heard all the night A primitive Command A primitive Response
I don't want to wash that pillowcase, it would erase your scent. Which is all I have left of you. Yes, there are pictures, and memories, the times we spent together. But that scent is what ties them all together. That scent brings together that moments that make up who and what we were. The night we met, when I used the corniest pick up line EVER. The camera phone. "May I take your picture?" "Why?" "So I can show Santa what I want for Christmas." Could not BELIEVE that it worked, but I wasn't about to walk away. Our first date. The people watching, the walk by the water. Holding hand. It was right out of a book. Could not have been more perfect. I don't want to wash that pillowcase, it would erase your scent. Which is all I have left of you. The first time we made love, 6 weeks after that first date. I went all out. The candles. I cooked dinner. Everything, once again, was perfect. You would have thought we would have been a little nervous, hesitant, but no. Every touch, kiss, nibble, lick, was like we were meant to be together in such an intimate way. The day I asked you to move in with me. The look on your face. The light in your eyes. I never saw that look before, and I was blown away by it. I don't want to wash that pillowcase, it would erase your scent. Which is all I have left of you. The day, five years later, that it all ended. We had had fights before, all couples do. But this one was different. No screaming. No yelling. Just two adults coming to a realization. We had gone as far as we were going to go as a couple. It was time to part ways. So you see, that is why I don't want to wash that pillowcase. It would erase your scent. Which is all I have left of you.
The lightness of yours has no bearing on my choices, but the darkness of mine is disturbing to your inner circle. The beating of your heart tells me you are feeling me, But the sound of my blackness still somehow give you pause. I have been thru it all, and then some. But I still respect your side. Fam is more important, and that is a choice I would NEVER ask you to make. The lightness of yours has no bearing on my choices, but the darkness of mine is disturbing to your inner circle. Tell me something, though. Do you still feel me there, holding your hand? Looking into your eyes, letting you see into the window of my soul? Am I not worth fighting for? Standing up for and allowing them to see ME? Not the color of mine, but the PERSON beneath it. The man who carries it. I know that I am, but perhaps you are not strong enough at this time. The lightness of yours has no bearing on my choices, but the darkness of mine is disturbing to your inner circle. I wish I could be the one to give you that strength, but it has to start with you. I can only support you, be there for you thru the hard times. The lightness of yours has no bearing on my choices, but the darkness of mine is disturbing to your inner circle. And I can not change what I cannot or have no desire to change. I came into and will leave this world as the only thing I will ever be. A Black Man. The lightness of yours has no bearing on my choices, but the darkness of mine is disturbing to your inner circle. So now, the choice, is yours.
A Thousand Saturdays
A Thousand Saturdays. Keeping occupied. Trying not to think about the day. The meaning behind the trip. Trying not to feel. A Thousand Saturdays. Having to trust everything. Trying not to imagine what could be. The reason for the solitude. Trying not to hurt. A Thousand Saturdays. Finally it ends. Wondering if it really has. Praying that things are real. Trying not to assume. A Thousand Saturdays. No more worries No more thoughts of what if and when. Enjoying the perfection of BE. NOT trying to hide the joy. A Thousand Saturdays.
Your Green Eyes Your green eyes despise my insecurities when they surface. My weak heart is torn apart because that weakness may hurt us. My soft to your hard, to me it is a first. The chance, first glances, may see that roles are reversed. Validation, Proclamation, my need to be seen. You hate, Irate. What the hell does it mean? Won't change, or rearrange, just will keep it to myself. Won't deep read, there's no need, just place it on a shelf. In time, I'll be fine, will realize no fears. In dreams, some screams maybe shed a few tears. With this, I wish at times that I could be like you. For me, you see, that is hard to catch that clue. Your green eyes despise but they love me still. My weak heart, needs a new start, and for US I will.
In That Moment
In that moment, everything just seemed to go away. There was no noise. There were no distractions. It was just the two of them. His hands. Her body. Perfect unison. In that moment, all the lies, deceit, anger and hurt was gone. The past ceased to exist. In that moment, they weren’t friends. They weren’t lovers. They were……”US.” That simple balance they had always seemed to have whenever they were together. In that moment, they had once again reached a point together where they could just……BE. And with the simple slight shake of her head…… The moment….was gone. There was no doubt about it. Her body had responded to his hands the way it always does. Every fiber of her being wanted to continue, lie in his arms….. There was no doubt about it. His body responded to touching her the way it always does. Every inch of him wanted to continue, to please her……. The moment…..was gone. They don’t know what the future holds….but unfortunately, right now, they DO know what the PAST holds. One statement made defined the reason. “I should kick your ass for messing this up.” The moment……was gone.
Wearing Wings Tell me, my love, are you wearing your wings? Because I think you're an angel of everyday things your eyes and your mind are burned in my soul where I am now - I can never know your presence draws me in like a flame enticing, inviting, a most dangerous game Because a flame is pure beauty a good bit of heat inside the flame there is something complete I dance away then closer still the flame is calling, sapping my will I can't look away, it's power is bright it burns in my dreams in the cold and dark night do I dare - do I dream is it all just a laugh I feel my mind is broken in half You soar through the world like a hawk like a dove the differences there speak only of love I reach and I jump, but as hard as I try I can not touch the sky where you fly so for this breath I’ll just close my eyes and for this moment I’ll hold you inside where it is safe and warm and candlelight dim I will not just wait for my life to begin It is here - it is now the fire is real later, I will know what then I may feel For today, you're an angel of everyday things So tell me, my love, are you wearing your wings?
Thunderstorms Making love in the rain, soft the drops fall on our bodies. Mingling with passions sweat. Washing the heat from our skin. A storm brewing in the distance, Mingles with our moans, that transpire from with in us, as thunder echoes with our cries. Lightning flashing behind closed eye lids, teeth biting down on swollen lips of red. Nails dragging on flushed skin, Scratches cooled by the deluge from above.
The Rain Reminds Me
As I sit here staring out the window, the rain is falling I can hear the sound of it increasing its strength Just as though certain death is upon us, it lets up to a slight drizzle, perfect for a stroll in the rain Oh how the rain reminds me of you; the rain is never gloomy or despairing Though many do not like the rain for it causes much sadness I can only see rain as a perfect way for the world to remind me Remind me that you are there just like the rain Many do not like you but just as many find you extraordinary Your actions change as does the rain; the gentle rain comes to pass now it seems Like your eyes gently looking over my body, soaking up everything I have to offer and quenching my undesirable thirst You use me how you so please with your winds changing and turbulence aloft But I know that it will all come to pass and again there will be That gentle rain that is the end of a fierce love between Body and mind As I see the rain subside I feel like I want to be part of it Just as I want it to be part of me, I stand there in the wide vast of the world with the rain showering ever so gently Like you running your hands down my body softly, causing every nerve in my body to tingle, I turn my head higher, letting the rain wash over my forehead and eyes, onto my nose and cheeks Finally on my lips Those gentle rain drops caress my lips as though being kissed by you Lowering my head I open my eyes to see you standing in front of me Looking into my eyes and telling me it is okay to have the rain remind me of you
Rain I sit and I listen to the rain Thoughts seem to drift Floating along with the rhythm The melody does quietly shift Tenderness, so true and rare The drumming on the street Steady soothing moving flowing Can you feel its beat I sit and listen to the rain And like a fool grin Going out and looking up A determined tilt of the chin to be again the child I was To be again care free Yes let the rain come on down And wet and soothe me
Rainstorm Thunder, and a warm awakening beside you Submerged in covers, spooned against you, molded to you As rain hisses sibilant on the streets outside Thunder, and a whimper from you Stirred in your dreaming, you move closer to me, tighter against me Your voice soft as you call my name, I answer you… you're safe baby— Thunder, and you turn to me, frightened of the lightning And the liquid violence of the rain Tree shadows sweep across the window as the wind howls Thunder, and you seek my lips, hands moving upon me Needing closeness and solace from the weather's driven fury Grasping me, asking with soft stroke and moaning, now, please Thunder, and we hear it not, distracted Rapt in passion, moving smooth with delicious friction Weaving better weather in our bed
Waiting On The Rain I imagine you and I in the pouring rain lip locked tongues collide Against this kiss your name's whispered into mine I breathe you to release me I've been waiting all my life ~ and finally it's raining
Shh… You hear that? It's raining… You know what that means? God is giving us our own intimacy soundtrack. There isn't a drum machine invented that could give the sensual rhythm of raindrops on the roof. The best guitar riff in the world could not match the intensity of a downpour. A thunderous bass line is given a whole new meaning. The piano solo of a summer rain is breathtaking. You see, Rain covers not only the entire gamut of music, but also of feelings… When you are happy, rain allows you to dance around and feel the love of joy fall on your face…. When you are sad, the rain falls like a sad song, hiding the tears so no one can see you cry. When you are angry, the power of a storm lets you release the rage that consumes you from the inside. And when you are in love, it pours her or his heart down around you, allowing you to become soaked in, seeping into your pores, filling your entire essence with them. Shhh… You hear that? It's raining….. Care to join me outside?
Silence. Reverberating through the corridors of my mind, echoes of nothing that once was something. Fleeting glimpses of what could have been but was denied, by my own permission. Culled from a spark into a low flame, never given the opportunity to grow, to live. Extinguished... My conscience, my feelings, my emotions hound me.
Betrayed by my rationality; by the curse of knowledge, of sensibility. Vast wastelands of empty chambers waiting to be filled, Waiting in vain, denied a chance to be free. Guilt ridden, I have betrayed myself. My thoughts remain my own, my words etched in lead, An unsuitable image for all to see, for all to read, For all to overlay their own interpretations, their own meanings. Yet I remain, within my mind, the only recourse there is. Never able to satisfactorily portray what remains bound within me. Held prisoner by the very force which gives me life, Even to myself I am a mystery, I know neither what I do nor why I do it. Carried along like a leaf floating in a river, taken to unknown lands, to unknown shores. Held at the mercy of the wind, betrayed by my greatest enemy, myself. I remain here alone, a pitiable pawn to incomprehensible forces. Alone with my thoughts, unable to defend myself against myself. I, me, I am.
Essence of A Woman Her hair, interwoven patterns of softest moon glow and warm sunlight, mellow auburn traces glistening with life. Her eyes, the gentlest I'd ever known, crystalline hue with shining flecks of gold scattered through. Always able to see beyond to all that is within. Her skin, soft, silken, living satin, the creamiest of ivories with a touch of blushing peach. Her voice, melodious toned symphonies beyond mere mortal reach. When still, she stands proud, pride without prejudice. Regal but at home with any that surround her. Fully comfortable beyond the touch of trivializing words, patterns, or even thought. When moving, each movement couples pure heaven's grace with a feline's fluid form. Supple, sweet, smooth, timeless. Her touch; changed me, claimed me, freed me, made me. Her passing; chained me, left me bound, helpless and ever lost. Now I remain, and know what once was the essence, Of a woman.
Her Just thinking about you makes me smile Opening my heart in a way that I can never fully understand. Another could never touch me the way you do Never compromising in your love and affection for me. Never allowing me to forget who I am and who I am to HER. Takes me to another place every single time we talk Allowing me to grow as a man Forever my heart belongs to you Opinionated and strong, my heart’s desire. Yet she loves me unconditionally. Always
Twelve Ninety-Nine To most people it is just a number. But to two people, it is so much more. IT signifies everything that they may or may not have. The Future. Is a future of happiness? A future of good and pure? Or is it a just a number, nothing more, nothing less? Only time will tell. Twelve Ninety-Nine. The number causes problems at times. Thoughts start to race, Assumptions are made. It is hard not to. What else can you do? So many emotions involved. Trust. Love. Anger. Hope. Pain. Joy. How can one number hold such power? Twelve Ninety-Nine. Words are misinterpreted. Little things hurt so much. Misunderstandings lead to angry words. With no way to sooth them the RIGHT way. Words on a screen, comments in a box. Just this, just that. Or is it? The number is only in the way of one. Others don't have to deal with it. And the one has to deal with THAT. Can he? Will he? There is not a reason for him NOT to….. IS it worth it? And will the number ever really go away? He wants it to. He NEEDS it to. He knows that it will be the best thing he has ever had.... But the twelve ninety nine. Only time will tell.
15 Candles 15 Candles. Pristine. Untouched by the flame of desire, love and want. Waiting for her. 15 Candles. Virgin. Unsoiled by the passion that they will illuminate. Waiting for her. 15 Candles. Clean. Their warmth is only a small part of the heat around. Waiting for her. 15 Candles. New. Saved for the moment 1299 becomes 0. Waiting for HER.
So Far Away The most amazing thing about her is her heart. Whatever she is asked, she does with a smile on her face. Even if it means that she only plays a small part. Love is her forte, strong as steel, soft as lace. Venting to me when she angry or mad Elevating my heart to a point of satisfaction I need. Night after night of conversations about good and bad. Incredible lovemaking is where these talks seem to lead. Never have I felt so strong for one so far away. Eating me from the inside out that she is not here Touching my heart daily with the things she will say. Yet knowing that to her side the love will steer. Now 1299 is an obstacle, not allowing us to touch. Innate love and feelings allow the fires to burn. Nuanced words and tone of voice means so much Eventually teaching us all the things we are so eager to learn.
He has never been in her vicinity Never committed her curves to his memory Never kissed her hand for no reason at all Never spent a night at her beck and call Never held her close when she needed to cry Never laid in the grass, watching clouds in the sky Never laid on the couch, watching each other and TV Never looked her in the eye when she said make love to me Never lathered up her body while taking a bubble bath Never walked hand in hand down a country path Never cooked her dinner then had her for dessert Never watched her dance while wearing his favorite tshirt But he never wants to lose this feeling, never wants the ride to end Never wants to hear her say, we can't be more than friends. Never wants her to walk away, because that would be a blow And finally and seriously, never wants to let her go
Grasp the Unknown The closer you get the more I tremble Yet I refuse to take a single step back And each day this more and more resembles The vision of love that I've always had And I want to know you inside and out I want to show you what loves all about And I want to be there through thick and thin I'll never leave you if you let me in The feelings keep growing I can’t deny No matter what may be the circumstances There’s a beauty about it that makes me cry I know deep down I have to take the chance
Intense elation; elation so deep What flows beyond eternity, strong emotional feelings I every move you and me Intense elation silence thick unspoken love True vulnerability opens widely, yet safe always between you and me No secrets no lies trust validity immense Attraction fusing one into eternity Passionate extreme never heeding outside forces only you and I As we are completely heart body soul and mind Our senses full of each other entirely Always sacred between you and me, judgments never between you and me Mirroring each other completely powerful motions conveying what lies In our hearts deeply unceaseless pleasure time ticks softly Focused on each others needs so intently smiling embraced in each other totally Your body and my body love loveliness so hard to describe Joyously bringing each other ecstasy Intimately we need to be close as can be Beautiful feelings we never repress always making love with tenderness Open wide to know such heavenliness our eyes holding devotion to each other immensely Intense elation, holding back on purpose prolonging intimacy Your eyes roaming what we do you and me
Untitled My mindset Is not fine yet. So my God must be Angry My thoughts R not so hot. I'm amazed that I can stand me. My Prose Upsets those Who think highly of their worth. But my writin' Will enlighten To survive on this earth. I'm Free To be me. In the presence of intense. And it's time For My shine. And to fix what I call my mess.
I Want You I want my eyes, to look into your eyes until I can see your soul wanting to touch mine I want my lips touching your soft and gentle lips sending warm sensations to the rest of our bodies I want my tongue to drive into your mouth and meet your tongue so together our tongues can dance making me want more I want my hands feeling your wetness wanting me touching your innermost feeling setting you aflame I want your body, to touch every inch of my body your hands and legs encircling me making me seek your intimacy I want your love deeply embedded in my heart, moving through my entire being completely fulfilling my want I want you
I Want I want to smell your scent on the air drink it, absorb it, rub it everywhere I want to hear you whisper in my ear taste it, feel it, see it, always near I want to communicate without words sense it, know it, the sweetest emotions unheard I want to taste every drop of your love hold it, caress it, eat it like manna from above I want to see fiery passion in your eyes cause it, live in it, die in it, only mine I want, and this is the only simple part: all of you.
I Imagine I imagine that you watch me from your place across the room. That when my attention is elsewhere, yours is on me, Knowing that I don't know that you are watching. I imagine that you think about me even when I am not around. That you think of bringing your sweet face to mine To kiss me tentatively, tenderly, then passionately as your arms encircle my body for the first time. I imagine touching your cheek lightly with my fingertips. You close your eyes, pressing your face into my caress. I imagine that you like my touch and that you have longed for it as if too long in the desert without water. I brush my fingers through your soft curling hair and pull you closer to me. I feel you tremble nervously and I smile as I bring my lips once more to yours. I imagine that I drink in your features and your body as I undress you slowly; button by button, zipper
drawn down, soft fabrics and rough denim pushed to the floor. Hooks unsnapped, Elastic slipped off. Now you are naked before me. The room grows warm yet the coolness of my breath excites your nipples. I imagine that you lay down on the bed, mattress giving beneath you, forming to your unclad body. I lay beside you, arms on either side of your form. My face above yours, then dipping down to kiss the hollow of your throat. Tongue moving farther down, tasting each breast. You part for me and I pierce more than just your body. I pierce your soul. We move as one Your legs possessively around my waist and your face next to mine. Our breaths mingle with each give and take cry and I whisper in your ear how much I've wanted you for so long. I feel you shudder with that thought as it enhances your arousal. Together we reach that place of oblivion and ecstasy and I scream my passion into your open
mouth as I kiss you, Our tongues and our hips rocking together and never wanting to stop. I imagine that this pleasure could go on and on and never stop even if it To be forever driven by a passion started by a curious glance A hug, a playful touch. I imagine.
Guide Me Inside Guide Me Inside. Day has become night Your silhouette by candlelight Guide me inside. A touch that is electric A kiss that is needed Guide me inside Your body in my hands' memory Your taste on my tongue Guide me inside Hardness that's been wished for My taste on your lips Guide me inside Hands over your head My lips will explore. Guide me inside The first entrance is savored Held in memory for far away nights Guide me inside Sunlight serves as a timer Bringing the time for a break Guide me inside Once more before the flight Loneliness returns…for now. Guide me inside.
Always Love Me Hello sweet baby Wake me with your love. Keep your love for me through my failings. Remember the heart of me....remember what you came looking for. In me there is a flame that is sometimes not controlled. I sometimes fall...but when I stand I stand as a giant. Look up into the eyes of the giant......the one who falls , falls because of a pain that few understand. I was born in darkness as all were , but the darkness is pain to me....it is remembered too well. For me life is not complete unless I hear the music, smell all that nature offers and eat and drink all that nature offers. Nature...the original program the one given to all with love...not the one bought and sold to us for ridiculous greed. Let no one misunderstand my words on this.....because all this banishes the darkness. Then I can see. I have not just embraced life.......I have engrained myself into it. I know that I am one with the air ,land ,water and all that breaths and moves. As you move along in life you will see me in all people.... Nations and societies were built on a spirit I know too well. A child born in a womb of darkness in many ways indeed tells a great story of life.
Let Go In my mind I am lost, set adrift by loves lost in this sea of agony I am tossed. One whom I thought was mine to be is no longer here for me to see. What I thought were words so true were just that, words from you. You told me that you loved me so but you lied and I could not know. If you loved me then why did you let this love go by. In my mind it has passed me that someone keeps you from me. Should this be so, I keep my distance for I know you, you resist. For if what words you spoke be they truth, we would be. But my heart you broke.
Face of Fantasy I saw your face above me, and I melted in desire for you. With eyes closed in ecstasy and lips parted in love. I saw you. And as my waves Crashed on your shore I suddenly, beyond a doubt knew. My eyes flew wide with realization. At that moment I trembled, And around me, the world shook, For at that very moment, I became aware of How very much I love you. More in a moment than in a year. Just as I glimpsed your face, my heart swelled. And all I was inclined to do, Was cling to your body.
Darkness – A Self Portrait Silence can be so loud, especially in complete darkness….. You can hear every single crack, noise, and thought in your life in that silent darkness. That sound? That is the sound of crying from the one that wanted to be your everything but you never had time for. Or THAT sound? That is the sound of the rising anger of the ones who's only purpose was to help you, and you used. That Sound? That is the sound of the sadness of the one who trusted you with the most intimate part of her she could, and you betrayed her in the most heinous way possible. Now THAT sound? That is the sound of your heart pining for the one you should be with; the one that completes you in every single way, but being in different places in life makes that just a pipe dream. Now THAT sound is kinda hard to decipher. Is that the sound of the shattering of heart YOU have broken, or is it the sound of your OWN heart breaking from the loneliness of your own doing? So you sit in silence, embracing the darkness, just waiting and hoping that one person will come along and do the most simple of things….. Turn the light on…..
You Were Here
You Were Here...... I swear, my mind was playing tricks on my eyes, But there you were, lying next to me. Don’t know how, could only have HOPED why, And you were as beautiful as I thought you'd be. You Were Here...... The silhouette of your curves under the satin sheets; The swell of your breasts as you sleep. And me, with the mind that runs and NEVER stops, Did just that to watch you as you slumbered deep. You Were Here..... You had come in while I had been sleeping, Knowing how hard it is for me to sleep alone. I only sleep 4 hours a night and have been out for three; "I'll make sure he is alright, and then I will head on home." You Were Here..... The comfort of my arms is what you were seeking, But you also know that when sleeping I hate to be touched. I do get the feeling that if you actually WOULD, I really don’t think I would have minded too much. You Were Here..... You left the same way that you came in, In silence, unknown to me because I was still at rest. Like I said, I sleep for only 4 hours and had been out for three. But that FOURTH hour is when the dream was at its best...... You Were Here.....
My Mysterious Lover
I lie, my mind's fantasy Longing for my mysterious lover. I feel her soul reaching for mine Through the distance. I feel her breath, her lips Come near me in dreams. She caresses my mind. I quiver and sigh. She has no face, no name; My mysterious lover, yet She touches my innermost being. My hands shake, my heart quickens. Her words court my desires. She invades me with her charm And she leaves me breathless; My mysterious lover. Where is she? Where does she hide, My mysterious lover? She is deep within my heart and In the fantasies of my mind, Forbidden by reality To be one with me. My mysterious lover.
Volumes Of Poems Yet To Be Written Looking into your eyes, taking your hands in mine, leaning forward, lips touching, gentle yet demanding. Soft then more. Oh so much more! We kiss and we fall into each other's arms, holding you, touching you, stroking you. Our lips part, our tongues meet.
Our kiss talks volumes of poems yet to be written. Our kiss lives in our hearts and minds. Our kiss, just us. We kiss the eternal kiss and we are, for a moment, one You I and I you we kiss WE KISS And I am consumed I melt you melt I dissolve you dissolve we are consumed. We melt We MERGE. Just a single simple kiss but oh so very much more... Our kiss, the kiss, and the one I hold only for you. Need A kiss, a touch Wanting so much A need fulfilled A quivering stilled A time without A time in doubt Returning a kiss Love's sweet bliss Tender exploring
Love starts soaring Moving away Bodies that sway Movement in time Love without rhyme A moment enraptured A heart tenderly captured An explosion of desire Love's molten fire Waiting As I wait for you, I smell the sweet scent of vanilla caressing my nose and seducing my senses. As I wait for you, I hear the tinkle of a chain binding me to you for eternity and stoking the fires inside me. As I wait for you, I feel passion's tide rising at the thought of your touch and the command of your voice. As I wait for you, I see the look in your eyes demanding the surrender of my soul and I know that I own, as well as I am owned.
Wanting I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I want want want want want want want want want want want want to to to to to to to to to to to to touch more than your body feel more than your soul explore more than your mind die and be part of your whole watch you sleep at night hear your voice sing bathe in your soft smile burn under your hand's sting drown deep in your eyes kiss your sweet lips slide myself over you feel you bite aching tips
want to see you every morning want to sleep with you every night want to know and do all with you want to grow old and still whisper: always knew we were right
Lost in Thought You know, maybe I never paid enough attention to what flowers smelled like I was always too wrapped up in your scent to care And maybe your eyes do reflect heaven But truly I always thought maybe heaven reflected you I read and hear and see Smiles like roses whispers like soft springtime breezes hair like fine silk But I think to me Your smile is roses your whisper is springtime breezes, softer than anything I've ever known and your hair is the finest silk There is nothing like you Nothing I could lift in it's purpose or function to ever compare to anything about you And I can only think I am complete With you and me As us, I am complete
Awakened by your touch as you turn to me The feel of your bare breast against my chest The seductive kisses expressing your intentions Your fingers roaming freely across my body Drawing you even closer into my arms You whisper to me what your body is already saying The inferno building within you is unmistakable I return your kisses with anticipation and excitement We explore each others body with erotic stimulation's Creating levels of pleasure beyond imagination Consumed in a frenzy of blissful sensations Allowing our passion to be taken over by lust With the gentleness of my hand I caress her body in whole Arousing her nipples as I glide over her breasts cupping them in my hand Sending shockwaves throughout as I slowly move down her stomach As I reach her waiting thighs they open for my touch Not wanting to stop, my lips move to follow the path of my hands My kisses transmit sheer enjoyment with every movement With the first touch of my lips between her legs An eruption of ecstasy filled the room Now wanting her more than ever before I enter her with an explosive burst of energy Our bodies united as one, we share the ultimate climax We hold each other tight as we experience this wonderful moment In this vivacious romance of ours Time does not exist Our passion knows no boundaries The only language spoken is that of the body Open mouths and lunging tongues Craving the taste of the other Two lovers starving for lust In the position for a feast We devour the body with disgust Satisfying the need of hunger Taking control, my lover mounts me In an earth shattering second We connect with electrifying results Our bodies quivering from enjoyment
Thrusting ourselves into one another Pleasuring the other with every movement Ravishing our bodies in extreme delight Going beyond our limits of indulgence Lost in a world of sexual consumption
Not Enough Long lonely Laborious Nights When the poetry Just isn't enough the images Not seemingly Clear I drift I dream Transporting memories Back to our time. The subtle touch of your skin arousing mine The soft sensual sound of your breath Upon my neck heightening to hot Your fingers slowly softly Wind their way covering every curve Goosebumps gallop Upon every pore Wanting you Deep, near, inside So tight. I stare drifting into a gaze your image that smile Fun, simply magical loved face teasing my taste buds tempting with knowledge such succulent of tastes. You The deep night, the delicious dawn I sense watching Keeping my soul singing With echo's of heart Muted shadows Keep us close never far Never spiritually apart.
Knowing Love I have a longing deep within my heart To forget that which I have known To leave behind all remembrance and feeling What evil vile thing would one want to do with out For it is Love that I speak of For being out of Love having once known it Is not unlike having a beating heart To warm my blood and giving life to me And life, what is life with out Love To be with out one is to be with out the other Where there was once a heart in me Now has being replaced by a cold emptiness An emptiness that fills my every day and night A emptiness that eats away at my very soul A soul tormented by any demon of hell Tormented only by remembering, feeling that which is LOVE
Thinking Of You I was thinking of you last night.... Our minds intertwined in the powerful aphrodisiac of conversation. The talk of lives past while dreaming perhaps of lives future. I was thinking of you last night.... Distance controls the current physical situation. But the mental jubilation has no boundaries or constraints. I was thinking of you last night.... The broken road that has led us here is strewn with our mistakes but somehow the sound of our connection makes the going smooth. I was thinking of you last night..... From our first meeting we have gone separate ways but stayed parallel blazing a path that inevitably led to where we connect now... I was thinking of you last night..... The voice drips of sensuality as the comfort level becomes intimate the thoughts ooze of sexuality as the intimacy becomes comfortable. I was thinking of you last night..... What are your thoughts of me? Thoughts Are Racing
How my thoughts are racing so. I just whispered aloud "I love you", and have the softest feelingfor real, no teasing.
You get to me so damnably easy I don't know or understand why or how you just do. It's because somehow we belong. I know silly me. I melt at some awkward times and just shake my head at others. But I want to hold you so tight and make love to you and hold you close afterward and make love to you and just 'be' with you and love you. Woman the thoughts that just race by physical, mental, my stomachs a big knot and I want to sing, smile, laugh. Shake it off. But can't. I want you curled with me, around me, on me. I want to be in you a part of you held so very tight and close and never let go. I want to touch you, taste explore mentally, physically. And more, so much more. I want to play and be as only we can. How my thoughts are racing so.
Odyssey It started with a kiss... soft lips pressing together, tongues dancing. She felt his big hands pull her body tight... his embrace and kiss sending electricity to every nerve ending. She let her body melt in his arms... feeling so safe and alive. He kissed her neck, fingertips running through her hair her passion growing with each passing second. She could feel her heart beating faster, her breasts rising and falling against his broad chest. She longed to feel nothing but his naked body... To feel him explore her's intimately. They sank to the blanket on the beach as the moon climbed higher... waves washing across the shore much like their desire for each other. Slowly they undressed each other... Her breasts ripe with passion...his manhood showing his desire. Her body settled into the soft sand as he began his journey, a seagull feather leading the way to where his mouth always followed. From her eyelids to her nose...wet, warm kisses on her ears and neck. She moaned as he approached her hard nipples. The feather circled first one, then the other... His mouth engulfed her right breast...his warm saliva and tongue teasing the tight bud.
Her left breast got equal attention...by now the feather was grazing her tummy. He showed no hurry...just intense passion and the desire to please. The feather trailed down her right thigh...past her knee... As he kissed and licked she could feel his warm breath blowing across her womanhood. She could feel her desire...her wetness growing more intense... She reached out and stroked his thick vieny shaft as he kissed his way down her leg. He sucked and kissed her toes... massaged her calves as he made the turn heading up her left leg. Kissing the back of her knee... the feather growing ever closer to her yearning. Soft kisses all around her inner thighs...he was driving her crazy. Her hands in his hair trying to guide him to her love nest. He glanced up into her eyes...the sparkle of lust twinkling. His gentle fingers tracing her labia as his tongue darted past her open folds. Her moan told him he had hit the spot.... again and again he slid his tongue deeper... She was getting wetter...her hips lifting off the blanket to take more. His nose rubbing simultaneously on her swollen love bud. His big hands reached up and squeezed her heaving breasts... urging her to make love to his face... His tongue working its magic...
Carrying her to heights she had never experienced. Then like a crashing wave she tensed...her tummy quaked... He felt her juices release as he kissed and gently licked her quivering lips. Her moans of passion turned to lust as she writhed in orgasmic bliss. The moon highlighting the look of pleasure on her face. Slowly he crawled up her body...kissing as he went. She felt his blood engorged rod brush against her thigh... That and the deep wet kiss her planted on her mouth... Made her vagina palpitate with renewed desire. The two made love in the moonlight all night long. His powerful loins pistoning his pleasure pole in and out... She straddling him humping and grinding... Both lost in the animal like lust of their arousal. As the sun came up they stumbled back to their room. The shower refreshed and rejuvenated. The slipperiness of their soapy bodies ignited renewed passion. This would be a weekend never forgotten.
Two Eighty Five Two hundred eighty-five, give or take one or two, The distance in miles between her and him. If he were to set out right now, five hours the time would be. She has a way about her; cheesy smiles the order of the day She has a style about her; classy, come what may First touch, best chance to make a lasting impression Great smile, slight glance love as its own mission Jazz on the stereo, gas tank full. He is on the way, if he has to push or pull Stopped searching, quit looking No longer will he pursue. Fate has told him, "don't push; it has come to you." What he longs for, what she needs. Coming together perfectly, he pleads. Two hundred eighty-five, give or take one or two, The distance in miles between her and him. Zero, give or take not a thing The distance between hearts, as both sing. Amazing
She can hear him coming in Her body aches at the sound Mind filled with sin Thinking of him laying her down He stares at her with wonder
As he takes off his coat Her heart begins to thunder And there’s a lump in her throat She lays down on the bed He pulls her up quick Opens up her legs Moves her panties and begins to lick He massages very gently As he watches her squirm Playing with her nipples Getting them hard and firm He begins to lick faster Her legs go up in the air She feels herself losing control and she really doesn’t care He slows down a bit then goes fast again Driving her to a point of crazy. An orgasm that shakes the rafters.
Good Morning I slowly awake you with the touch of my lips Trailing across your sleeping body... My hands, they caress My tongue, it teases You pretend sleep awhile longer
And allow me to have my way with you A soft moan escapes your lips as you shift a little To give me better entrance to what I seek My face between your thighs, At the point where your legs start the journey downwards... Your warmest, most succulent place The warmth of my breath draws a audible gasp at my tongue's touch Again, you shift yourself, lifting your hips as my hands move under you Cupping your ass cheeks and pulling you to my mouth.. You cannot stop yourself, moaning deep in your throat Your hands touch my head and hold me there at the center of your universe... Your voice, husky with desire purrs "Good Morning" ..And I have made it so..
I saw her rouse in the morning light her hair tousled against her skin. The morning sun shone on hair face so soft and gentle. Her nightgown opened as she turned revealing her above her thigh so dark and tempting there for me so lovely. I lifted up my hand to touch her moistening bush of fragrance and as I laid my finger there she moaned softly. I felt a hardness there within Engorged and swollen, throbbing too around and around I played her there so hot and wet. Onto her back she turned in dream her legs apart in waiting I felt again and went inside so deep and dark. I moved across her till my face could take in all her beauties and slowly down to kiss her there so sensual I touched her with my tongue and stroked her bud on fire, so hot and moist she heaved herself up onto me so deeply dreaming I heard her moaning ever loud and soon I heard her whimper her moment near I thrust inside my fingers burning And so began her glorious day as fire waved through her body and as she opened up her eyes she kissed me.
Why Can’t I Shake You? Why can’t I shake you? Why can’t I let go of the passion that fueled what we had, albeit for such as short time? The sound of your voice takes me to nights of intimacy, wrapped in a shroud of taboo. We shouldn’t be here, but we don’t want to leave. Why can’t I shake you? When we are in the same room, we hate to lose sight of one another. We will move to just catch a glimpse of each other from across the room. We shouldn’t do that, be we can’t help it. Why can’t I shake you? I KNOW where I stand; it has NEVER been about trying to winning you back. IT is more about just staying around, giving you a shoulder to cry on if ever needed. I know I should move on, but no one has been worth it. Why can’t I shake you? Because I don’t WANT to…
One Less You ask me why I treat you the way I do; Here's Why.... For every moment you share with me, that is one less for him to steal.... For Every smile I put on your face, that is one less frown he can cause For every joke that makes you laugh, that is one less time he can make you cry For every gentle whisper of your name, that is one less time he can angrily yell it. For every time I hold your hand, that is one less time he will raise his. For every touch that pleases you, that is one less time his can hurt you. You ask me why I treat you the way I do.... Because he doesn't deserve you.... THAT'S why.
Love Forever My love for you is forever It can never be denied I stand beneath the stars Wanting for a sign Should I proceed Or should I stand aside I can hardly believe That you are mine For my love for you Can never be measured And my heart will be With you till the end of time
No Different I Am
The Heart wants what it wants. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. Innocently started, the growth was unseen. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. A heart lays shattered. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. Words were left unsaid. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. Nothing wrong was done. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. Time may not heal. Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am. Lost may be it all.
Consequences are damned. “You are no different then those men you talk about.” Your right, no different I am.
You Belong To Me
I sit awaiting you... Silent. I sense you drawing me inside you from where you are. You recognize I am yours already. You feel it in your soul. Your body longs for mine. My hardness grows With the anticipation of you. Your heart desires to capture me and keep me forever inside you. You need to possess me for your own... And still let me breathe and move without restraint. You see that we are bound Together you and I. Always been Always will be eternally joined. No time of conception nor of an ending. I belong to you.
My Sexual Muse Voluptuous body of desire. Elusively seducing fire. Raven beauty of the night. Heaving bosom of delight
With blue eyes and scarlet lips, Crimson cheeks and fingertips Ruby gown exposing skin Exuding lust and oozing sin Unchaste woman drawing neat Primal passion, her career Her heated touch ignites the flame Targeting her prey and staking claim As primal urges rise inside I cannot run, I cannot hide Unveil the portal to her nest And rapidly I am so obsessed Vanilla flowing from within She looks at me with a wicked grin Knowing that I cannot refuse, She has become my sexual muse.
Would you… Leave the door unlocked and go back to bed? Would you… Allow me to slip quietly in beside you and wake you with my tongue, slowly sliding over your hot skin, curling around your nipple, making it hard as I sucked it into the heat of my mouth? Would you… Allow me to wake you with my hands, sliding slowly down your body, caressing and stroking over the small of your back, down over your ass, slipping along the silkiness of your thighs? Would you…
Allow my fingers to gently stroke over your clit, making you moan in your sleep? Would you… Allow me to part those silky lips and dip my fingers into the wetness there? Would you… Allow me to taste your wetness from my fingers? Would you… Allow me to wake you with my hardness, sliding gently inside you as my hand up the front of your body, positioning myself to better push my way in? Would you… Allow the tip to push between your lips, forcing you open for the length of me to slowly slip into your honeyness? Would you… Allow me to move into you slowly, inch by inch, all the way, and then that little bit more? Would you… Wake screaming as your muscles clenched around me pumping inside you, pushing yourself back onto me, harder and faster until my screams joined yours? Would you?
Sleep With Me
Sleep with me tonight After the lovemaking is over. Let me lay next to you, And slumber. Curling my body around yours. My chest against your back My arms holding you close. I want you to feel my warm breath Caress your neck softly To feel the heat of your body, Pressing close to mine. Sleep with me tonight So I may wake you with desire As I use my lips and tongue To show you how I feel And to pleasure you into wakefulness. Your soft hand will touch and stroke To bring me back to you. Sleep with me tonight In the early morning hours. Bodies lock in passion We start the day.
Last night, I had to break your heart And at the same time, break mine. You see, You are a good woman with a good heart, That just came around at a bad time. With things You been thru with that dumb ass man, You deserve so much more than I can give. It’s true I can’t give you the perfect, wonderful life That you so richly deserve to live You say, That those things don’t matter to you You just want to be by my side thru good and bad But you, Have earned the right for so much more. Someone that can be there for you, a man that’s iron clad. For you My heart will ache and feel the pain, Because I know that I made you cry. But still, I couldn’t continue to give you any hope Because in the end, it would all be a terrible lie. Last night, I had to break your heart. And at the same time, break mine.
Words on a Screen (from a woman’s point of view) I won’t fall in love with words on a screen. Even though those words have touched me in a way I have never been touched before. They are the utterings of a man I don’t know, never met, never seen. So I can’t be swayed, despite the incredible allure. But, oh, how they touch my heart, his words so simple and true. They are expressive, intuitive, sensually exquisite.
And make me feel so cherished, something impossible to do. At times they are stern, angry and terse, trying to get his point across. But even then it is still so eloquently written. At times they are sensual, tender and kind. And I am almost immediately smitten. At times those words are raw, animalistic, hell, even down right raunchy Words about women, and their sex; the taste, the smell. But I must admit, even with all the dirty words, The shit makes me horny as all fucking hell. So I wait intently for his next blog to be posted. Hoping it will give me a glimpse of the man that is yet unseen. But deep in my heart, I know who I am, And I won’t fall in love with word on a screen.
The Only Truth They say the quickest route between two points is a straight line. They weren’t talking about love. That route is never quick, and it is rarely straight. But the end result should be something to be proud of. The route to love is filled with pitfalls, disappointments and heartbreak. And NO ONE is immune. You struggle; you search, you put your heart out there on the line. Hoping it will happen soon. You know the kicker of it all, what really makes it hard? You NEVER really know. You could have those pangs of desire, those feeling of bliss. And STILL end up alone. So why do we put ourselves thru it all, why endure the pain? Because we have to. Great achievement and great love involve great risk, And THAT is the only truth.
I long for a lover Whose aim will never miss my most deep erotic wish I crave a lover Whose kiss will float beneath my skin and whose touch will be more than paper thin I search for a lover Who will be wild like the wind and to all my sexual whims she will bend I cry for a lover Who will make love to me in a Kama sutra way in a lover’s game of play I seek a lover To whom poems I will endlessly write about love in all its glorious might I need a lover To hold me through the night and in the day, her love will not be out of sight I want a lover Who will stay with me beyond the break of dawn and in the morning will not be gone I would take on that lover Who like in the light of the day will offer me love, not play I hear that lover Whose voice is calling me to that place where her love is falling free I am going to that lover Who will love the real me, and not a picture of who they want me to be. As I must be with that lover, Whose love will be as gentle as the soft wind and true enough to take me to the end. I long for a lover To whose love I could crawl and for whose words I would fall I crave a lover. Whose infinite love will teach beyond the longing of lust’ reach.
First Close your eyes and mind to the world Imagine that I was your first lover I saved you, freed you, released you from virgin bonds I touched you, held you, loved you in that first of nights You bled for me Gave to me that greatest of gifts Caterpillar to the gypsy moth I taught you how to fly You loved me back Tasted, touched, revered Me as the first, the purest With longing heart and yearning body You begged me to stay, to teach you more To satisfy your every desire You asked me to love you forever Imagine that I was your first lover Imagine that I could be all you ever asked for
So Amazing You say that my words are amazing What’s amazing is for whom they are intended Kindness, openness, sweetness and sensuality all rolled into one beautiful being that for some reason the good Lord has allowed all of us to be graced with your presence Kindness that allows you to see my fault and accept them as part of me, and not try to make me into something that I am not Openness that allows you to be honest enough with me to tell when I have fucked up, when I am fucking up, or when I am about to fuck up (funny that you know that; I never do) Sweetness that allows for quiet nights along with just to two of us, watching absolute garbage on TV and loving it because she is there with me Sensuality… oh the sensuality of a woman that knows exactly what she wants and knows how to get it. The sensuality of a woman that makes you feel like you are the only man in the world, and you have no choice but to return the favor You say my words are amazing What’s amazing is for whom they are intended
I Want To I want to see you I want to lie beside you and feel your heartbeat I want to hold you I want to hear your breathing as you fall into a deep sleep I want to watch you Thinking that my very life could change with you by my side I want to touch you And convey the message that you have no need to hide I want to taste you To make you truly know where my future lies I want to love you And have you look for light beyond the skies
Since I Poured My Heart Out I stare at your soft sensuous body Through the cracked glass in the window pane Your delicate features The curve in the small of your back Your pale soft fresh I so long to reach out and touch I long to run my fingertips along your curves Yearn to press my lips to yours To be allowed to taste your sweet nectar An intoxicating taste that only a woman can have A love so forbidden, so mesmerizing, so captivating That you alone can only touch A love we’ll never share, a love we both long for A love we both desire in one another Your face illuminates me, reaches out to me I yearn for just one moment in time A moment where we can be entwined as lovers A precious union where we become one
So Long I Have Waited So long I have waited to spend this snowy night with you To gaze lovingly into your eyes allowing our souls to intertwine So long I have waited to feel your touch To sense the warmth of your body in our snow covered shell As we embrace each other tight So long I have waited to taste your sweet lips To allow our tongues to dance to a melody created just for us So long I have waited to smell the perfume That taints your flesh and lingers in my senses So long I have waited and now you are here Just you and me, together My heart beats wildly creating its own rhythm of passion My increased breaths roll along your neck, caressing your flesh Your touch ignites me like fire, driving me over the edge I want you more than you know So long I have waited, with the world at a standstill outside Take me… I am yours
What You Do To Me You have no idea what you do to me The mere sight of you sends wave upon wave of joy thru me You have no idea what you do to me The scent of vanilla on you reminds me of days and nights we’ve had You have no idea what you do to me That scent also reminds me of days and nights I hope to come. You have no idea what you do to me To hear my name cross your lips is the sound of angels singing You have no idea what you do to me To feel your hand touch mine is an electric feeling You have no idea what you do to me My hand tracing the fullness of your hips is an erotic dream You have no idea what you do to me Your lips lightly tracing mine clouds all of my sense You have no idea what you do to me
A Taste of You I need to take you in my strong arms Let me hold you oh so close and tight Our sighs rising high into the heavens Rocking wrapped up in sweet delight You know I’ll never ever let you go I yearn to kiss you lush warm lips Until we melt blissful in love’s wild fire In a dance eternal, joined at the hip I want you to know my heart’s pure voice Hear me pour out my feelings for you To shout them at the boundless sky So strong, so deep, so clear, so true Love’s feast calls us to this moment No reason needed for what we do I have a gnawing hunger in my soul Always aching for just a taste of you
I Am Your Man Under a blanket of stars I watch you sleep Under meaningful prayers Your heart I will keep Thru time and space I have searched for love Thru your embrace It was sent from above My life, my soul Is now in your hands From this moment on I am your man
Life’s Lessons If I loved once and lost, If I stood once and fell, If I had faith and was let down, What hope have I now for all things good?
For when I lost, I was given better, When I fell, I was made to stand, When I was let down, I was restored.
Mercy Mercy come rain down on me My heart has been stolen by the Angel of Love Her eyes shine like emeralds And her whispers captivate my soul Every pore begs for mercy But reality only asks for more. Her wings brush my skin as she walks by Her halo is what lights my world My weakness is her Heavenly smile Every ounce of me screams for mercy But flesh welcomes more… Mercy…come slowly
If I touched you, would you melt? If I adored you, would you smile? If I made the sun shine just for you, would you allow it to caress you? If I hung the stars and they whispered your name, would you reply? If I pulled down a rainbow, would you eat the skittles? If I colored the world pink, would you repaint it? If I watched you from afar, would you glance my way? If I sung to you, would you dance? If I called you by name, would you hear me? If I thirsted after you, would you give me drink? If I hungered after you, would you feed me? If I wrote for only you, would you read my soul? If I granted happiness, would you receive? If I knew your weakness, would you allow me to help? If I saw your hurt, would you let me nurse you? If I came to you, would you turn away? If I held you, would you resist? If I kissed you, would you indulge? If I hugged you, would you embrace me? If I loved you, would you allow me? If I waited, would you object?
If All Went Still If the ocean goes dry, I'll cry a river of tears for you If the sun stops shining, I'll smile my brightest smile for you If the wind stops blowing, I'll caress your face with my breath If the world became gray, I'd color your heart happy If time should stand still, I would love you for eternity
Untitled In the stillness of the night, I came to her. Watching with awesome wonder at how the moonlight shone upon her soft features. I gazed along the length of her body, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. It seemed that all of life was right in that perfect moment. Time slipped away as I listened to her breathing. One tiny hand resting comfortably on her pillow...cradling it like a child. My heart was filled with adoration as I gently leaned down and run a warm hand across her cheek, brushing the hair from her eyes. My fingers trailed down her cheek lovingly as I watched a tender smile play on her sleepy lips. How could one so perfect in every way ever be created? With smiling eyes I watch her stir slightly, perhaps dreaming of a perfect moment of her own. Completely unaware of the way she had captivated me.
The Dream Forever and a day is what I wish for in my dreams. I see children laughing and you smiling. In silence, I pray never to wake up. With trembling hands I reach for you, Asking but for one glance. As my hand almost brushes yours, The picture is torn, my sight fades, and your warm breath turns cool. Suddenly, I realize...it was so close yet so far away. My perfect dream vanished as the morning sun stirs me. Awake, I find myself searching... For one more chance to grasp my dream
Visions Many visions to one day have and waking up just makes me sad. Looking back and just regret for that is something I can't get. Taking off some time each day of what I want to come what may. To obtain what's great as gold is something that I'll never hold. In my thoughts, of this I ponder only makes my heart grow fonder. Imaginations of the rapture but this is something I can't capture. "What if, what if," is what I think through all my thoughts, that's what's distinct. Why do I lament that it's so bad? I cannot lose what I do not have. The classic quote that people say "What is so close, yet, far away." Endless sorrow, that's how I react To be touched, but can't touch back Maybe one day I will acquire But I do doubt it will transpire So if I don't like the way things seem All I have to do is dream.
Reflections No longer lost in darkness the soul is finally free we all make human errors and learn of what can be... The past is finally accepted never to look back upon there's nothing we can change it's over and just gone... Life, love, and happiness we can all achieve ourselves learning from our mistakes will deliver us from our hells... Losing love is painful never loving can be worse sometimes it feels all wrong and it seems that we are cursed... Never hold regrets for it's not for us to judge just know and hold close the fact we all rely on love... Still missing that special love that once was in my heart but never to regret a thing by choosing a brand new start...
Drinking Her I want to drink her, the look of her, to take her all in. All of her. Her eyes, her smile, and the way she holds her head. Her hands, and her feet. The shape of her back, the smooth line of her legs. Her breasts, the curve of them, their shape, their nipples hard and aroused. The dark triangle of hair pointing down to her pussy, lips full and thick and swollen and wet. She watches me drink her in and she smiles anew. And then she moves to give me a new view.
As She Sleeps As she lies upon her bed, softly I kiss her head. I love you, don't leave me, I said. Closing my eyes and settling down, I wrap my arms around her and listen, but there is no sound. Her breathing is slow and even, I can't bear the thought of her ever leavin. I hear the soft flutter of wings, and look to see the dream fairies and hear them sing. I see one fly next to her ear, and hope it is whispering thoughts of me and that she hears. As they sprinkle their dust, it falls all over us. My eyelids become heavy, and I can't keep awake, taking me to the dream land lake. There she is sitting in the sand, I walk over to her and take her hand. She looks at me and smiles so sweet, I lean in to kiss her deep. This tis but a dream, but I know by the suns first morning beam. That I will wake up and there she will be, still lying next to me.
One Last Goodbye To the last love of my life I say goodbye. We share a kiss a hug a look. Neither knowing what to say or what to do. I look into your eyes and see that familiar question. "Make love to me?" You whisper. I ask, "are you sure?" You nod your head as I start to undress you. Undoing your buttons one by one. Teasing your neck with my lips. Teasing your bare breasts with my hands and breathe. To your pants I undo the buttons slipping them off I touch. Gently softly teasing you to full arousal. Sliding my fingers in and out. Sliding my tongue in and out. I slide my clothes off quickly. Thrusting into you hard and fast. I move in and out bringing you to top pleasure. You scream and go into release. I move out of you, dress quickly and leave. Saying goodbye with my eyes. You collapse and cry. Saying goodbye to my last love inside I die as outside I cry.
The Dance of Lovers
One without music A dance to the beat of the heart Dancing close In each other’s arms Naked and free None around to see Never feeling like that again Free and in love A deep and understanding love A love so true and so pure Music in your head Pounding out in your hearts A rhythm so true A rhythm so slow Closer and closer the minds will grow Closer and closer the souls grow Closer and closer the hearts grow together The bodies of the lovers growing hotter and hotter
Until your minds can’t take it anymore You come together in the heat of passion To a lovers dance of you and her.
Memory Lane The memories are alive. Inside each and all, infrared rays. The light from the day and the blast of the sun Right before the sweet hour hath died away. But the memories are, Just as time cannot pull certain thoughts aside And stronger notions survive... And I want something more than a peek inside. If the memories will, Let them give me the dreams that I long, When I wake up shivering violently With a smile so greedy and heated and wrong... And the memories grow, Just one heated moment can last in my head, When I'm thinking of all the time that we lost... It's only a reason to want it again. The memories scream, I can hear them with every quickening beat Of my very own heart while I'm thinking of rosesAnd darkness of night where there is only heat.
Missing You The sky is dark grey Thunder is in the air There is a chill in my heart, Missing you The nights are getting longer Autumn is here There is a hole in my heart Missing you The dawn is breaking A new day is here There is a space in my heart Missing You The morning is crisp The smell of dampness fills the air There is longing in my heart Missing you The evening is mellow Birdsong soothes my soul There is warmth in my heart Missing you The moon is glowing bright Quiet sounds of the night There is love in my heart Missing you The night is very still Time is moving on There you are in my heart Missing you