WISH I COULD

I can dream and lust, and sometimes feed that lust with fantasies of you naked and writhing under my touch
But I can't say the words. Instead, I lift my hand to touch you. Where the touch lands doesn't matter.
I just move my hand in the direction of this goddess who has taken possession of my heart.
My heart is pounding. Our gazes lock and we communicate without words.
"I want you...," I whisper, and pull you closer. Then, all at once, you choose.
"That's it, don't stop," you say, your voice husky, your fingers playing in my hair.
You gasp when I slide my fingers deep inside you, and clamp my mouth firmly over your clit.
Hungrily I devour you, my fingers playing inside, moving easily because you are so wet.
You writhe and moan in response to every move I make.
"You are incredible," I whisper, kissing your face.
You respond with that enigmatic slight smile that always makes my heart skip a beat.
You have given me a taste of heaven, and I am content.
So these are my memories and my fantasies – my letter to you.
Memories, dreams and fantasies. Your gift to me.
Remember - fantasies or not, you will always own a piece of my heart.

CONTROL

"Why have you placed me in handcuffs?" I asked
"Because I want you to feel helpless," She responded.
"Does it bring you pleasure to control my freedom?" I asked.
"It brings me pleasure to have you feel helpless," She said.

"Do you enjoy controlling my way of thinking?" I asked.
"It is the most important thing I can do," She replied.
"You have had me naked, baring myself," I stated.
"Physical control is not nearly enough," She said.

"We have often shared our bodies and sex," I murmured
"To control your mind is more essential than your body," She answered.
"You know how much arousal being controlled creates in me," She said.
"Yes, your control allows you to use me anyway you choose," She grinned

"I have only begun," She replied
"Am I not your property?" I asked.
"Yes. To control something it first must be owned," She stated.

"Would you ever put me on public demonstration?" I asked.
"I may show pictures & videos of you to others," She answered.
"How would you feel having others see your property?" she asked.
"Pride and a demonstration of my ownership is good," I replied

CHANCE

I met a beautiful woman on the corner of chance and circumstance
So I crossed my heart and hoped to die on Cupid's fate
That if he turned his back on my bout with love
I'd steal his bow and arrow take matters into my own hands
Even though I promised myself I'd touch the sky
Before I unzipped my heart before another woman
My mind got stuck
'Cause I offered her the sun, the moon and the stars
Telling her she didn't have anything but regrets to lose
Later I wondered aloud to myself
Could she really love me
As night gently lulled me to sleep with its song of silence
Would I wake and find all this was only an aching dream
Or was love finally on my side instead of riding against its tide
One thing for sure I was gonna hold on tight with a tiger's might

ROMANCE

It’s that longing for the kiss good night
The hands held in the park
The smiles that are exchanged between lovers.
The shared embrace standing in the moonlight
It is that heated longing of desire.
That confusion at the door.
Romance is that sweet enjoyment of emotions shared.
It certainly heightens all the senses.
It is that precious threshold
Where those special little memories are built
Romance, the edge where fantasy starts to meet reality
That anxious anticipation
The wonder of how he will feel
It is that delightful shiver down her spine
At the touch of his hand upon her back
Those sweet dreams that begin in candlelight
The sanguine light of dusk
It is like that rose bud given on that special date
That blooms overnight
Re-given in the morning upon the pillow
Next to her dreaming thoughts.