Friday, June 11, 2010

QUIET DAY


With visions of you still in my head

All my senses filled with your existence
Anticipation pounding in my heart
We walked down the beach together
The sand giving way under our feet
Our hands touching and our hearts bonding through them
The warmth in our hearts that only a poet would understand
We sit beneath the giant tree, on the patch of thick grass
an oasis in the never ending edge of the world
Never running out of things to say
We talked for what seems to be hours
I reach out to touch you and you stop my hand with yours
Our fingers touch. Our hands envelop each other
A soft and gentle smile exchanged
Almost as though they were making love to each other
The desire almost unbearable
Our bodies seemingly without direction move toward each other
The passion burning in our hearts so overwhelming
Our bodies become one
We are unable to maintain control of our own destinies
Only paced by the rhythm of our hearts
We make love in such a way that direction from Venus herself must be at hand
The cycle seemingly never ending
Our hearts thundering like a storm on the sea of love
Accelerated by the hunger for more
The frenzied yet graceful, almost poetic energy abounds
We erupt in a flow of passionate waves that humbles the nearby sea
Listening to the song that the wind and surf play just for us
We drift into a world in our minds that we share in a way that is unexplainable
Feeling love not surpassed by Romeo and Juliet
A connection of souls
As we lay secure in each others arms in the shade of the giant tree
The feelings still in my heart
The vividness of the encounter still in my mind

Thursday, June 10, 2010

WHILE I WAS BORED

“I’m here,” a voice demurely whispers
Turning around. . . my mouth drops to floor
Dressed in a black sheer chemise
Rolling her tongue along
those full glistening pink lips 
Distracted, my mind wast thinking about 
her other pink lips 
Lasciviously longing to lick her 
from front to back & back to front
Shaking her finger, “Not just yet”
Slowly seductively spreading her thighs
I always adore day in, day out
Slender Frenched-manicured fingers
trailing up her inner thighs
Leaning back, her kitty now exposed. . .
Don’t know how much more of this I can take
Pulling back those tender wet lips, clit ripe and ready 
Her fingers sliding up and down. . . to the left. . . to the right
Nothing but soft moans do I hear. . . her bountiful bosom rising up and down
One. . . Two. . . Three. . . slides in. . . Ohhhh shytttt. . . Four!!!!
Biting my knuckles. . . Tilting her head, hearing my groans. . . she continues
Eyes locked, she purrs. . “Patience, my love, patience” 
Aint’ this a bitch. . . I’m being held captive
Thinking back. . . yeah I deserve this. . . chalk up one for her
Ignoring her pleas to cease, run my hands alongst her sculpted calves
In betwixt abbreviated breaths, “I’m. . . Oh Gawd!!!”
Watching her bite her lip, fighting the building erotic eruption within 
Losing not eye contact
Her nails digging deep, trying to push-pull me simultaneously
As furiously as she seizes up, slowly her body her slumps
What a sensuous sight to behold. . .

Thursday, May 27, 2010

ADDICTION

You go from a goddess to a serpent
and I try to keep you from biting
I wish that those eyes wouldn't stare at me
the way they do
and that you would stop hissing
and start kissing like you used to.
I know exactly what your venom feels like coursing
through my veins
but I can never turn you away.
Even when I know I'm softly dying, I choose to stay.
You make me laugh with your tricks and your licks 

and I hold onto memories of your soft ways
but right now they are non existent.
All I want is to go from here to there 

without your fangs in my flesh
and my body in seizures of the oh so familiar pain.
But the tantalizing way that you move
I almost feel like its my destiny to suffer your wrath
if only to be in the presence of your decision to love or hate.
I would be lying to myself to say that
I could live without your hot and icy ways
because the truth is I'm addicted...
To you.




Monday, May 24, 2010

BE SELFISH


Take is not a bad word
Can you really take
When all I want to do is give?
Is there anything you can ask
Any task
Is it selfish of me to want to give?
Is it selfish to want you to take?
If all I say is please?
Be Selfish with me baby
My vanity needs you to need me
Will I ask of you too much
Will you forget who you are
Be selfish with me love
Embrace the darker place
Dance in the light that shines from us
Like a cattle prod I'll jolt you
Till no rest your mind will find
This love is not to waste
Like a sunset
Over a still blue lake
You don't let those moments go
You don't waist a moment thinking
Will she live me in the morning?
You take what is given
Or risk offending love




Wednesday, May 19, 2010

THE PARTY TOGETHER


Across the room she blends with the crowd
Not one person gives her a second look
But there is something about her, he knows
There’s a sparkle in her eyes that enchants
a smile that will capture his heart
The touch of her hand so tender and soft
A tone in her voice of pure sweetness
Her voice is edged with hurt
There’s a hint of sadness on her face
Her smile is brave and it makes him proud
Her hand shakes with nervousness
Trembles evident in her soft voice
Her eyes give away the fear she feels
Her smile fades and he is drawn near
Her hand grips her glass so tightly
She sees him, her eyes show panic
Her welcome barely to be heard
Her voice rings out happy and light
Her eyes soften and dance again
Her smile has him falling for her
Her hand returning his gentle touch
More than a face in the crowd to him
From across the room he saw her light
It is everything about her, he knows
Love and beauty hidden in shyness

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

BEG

You whisper, “Beg for me.”
As my eyes shimmer with need.
I draw my thighs up along yours, my head falling back
You whisper, “Beg for me.”
“Please,” I whisper up to you
“My Master,” I pray
My ankles lock to your lower thighs
You whisper, “Beg for me.”
As my nails dig into the flesh of your back
Your hips move hard and fast; my legs pull you into me again
Your hips rock into me, carrying me to the brink
You whisper, “Beg for me!”
“Please!” I gasp, lifting my eyes to you.
My muscles clench, air catching in my lungs.
Your eyes stare into mine as you lose focus..concentrate
“Please, Daddy, now!”
“You're begging for me!”
Your body slamming against mine, all control lost.
Tears threaten, and then flow...
My body trembles with the unfulfilled need of release
An aftershock pulls the length of your body to me
“Please!” I whisper as you take my face in your hands
The rhythm of my breath slows yours. My voice so soft
“Begging for you.”
You feel so solid within me, in the shelter of your arms.
Until pleading bleeds into soft kisses and caresses
You hold me still and tight against and inside me
As you ponder your words, slipping them from your tongue
A shiver of delight begins your next trip to ecstasy
“If you really wanted to cum for me tonight, you would
Beg for me.”
So as we begin again...this sweet torture...
I beg for you.... 

Monday, May 3, 2010

EVERYTHING YOU WANT


Intoxicating beauty and grace and poise
I watched you deflect suitors by the dozen
Seemingly unaffected by the crowd and the noise
Uncommon beauty and a lively intelligence
A rare combination beneath such a lovely countenance
And, oh lord, such an exquisite voice
The voice of seduction
Low and breathy, full of promise
Eroticism, witticism, full of compassion
Nights of wild abandon
Of long moonlit walks on the sands
Of mountain log cabins with crackling fires
A woman whose conversation is an event
Knowledgeable about so many subjects
Intelligent, inventive, romantic, and heaven-sent
A woman's maturity and a little girl's innocence
A complex woman without a doubt
Simple naivete and seductive temptress
Chivalry, sensitivity, and romance
A siren perhaps, singing to tout