Stirrings
Touch to Detailed Reaction
You know what these Stirrings will cause
Moving in wave-like undulation
Pinnacle closer, Calculated pause
Explosion of warm, white wonder
The Cause with the Effect
Nerves torn asunder
Quivering Flesh to Protect
Tongue Dance
She plants pouty, flesh-filled lips against the Purple Legion
Tongue-dance of wet delight, stemming from my lower region
Oval nails of Mother-o'-Pearl scratch sandy messages through Adam's thicket
Her head bobs up, wickets through the air, Auburn curled mane surrounds the stiff picket
Perfect teeth of ivory carved luxury bite teasingly at Life's Origin
In sultry decadence we wallow, enjoying Dark Pleasures, as we are Morally Poor again
Shadowlands
The streetlight's amber glow creates a slattern pattern on the back perfection
The beutiful form of the one whom my heart committed to so long ago.
She has always held me as I hold her now, in devoted completion
Flaxen tresses fall forward, concealing her face, our tempo unrelenting yet slow
Building in intensity, the meager light glints burnished gold
From the beads of moisture forming on her chest
She works herself back and forth, taking me deep within her fold
Her turgid nipples stand proudly from her firm breasts
She fills my heart as she always has, bereft and adrift I fall
I fall deeply within her, further and beyond until it is difficult to discern
Who has entered whom, becoming one and one is all
Deeper I sink within her, the sweet passion begins to burn
Making me yearn for time once held
To erase the years that have passed, the years without her tender touch
The years we have been apart, since the time that I fell
When I fell from her eyes and lived a lie I wanted to believe so much
We are one now, this moment in time, in this valley between the Shadowlands
We are one as she lets a tear slip, a tear for the pleasure?
Mightn't it be a tear for the losses we have suffered at the hands
Of Chronos who made the years slip by
The years we have misplaced, the years that were taken
Yet we can live in this moment, we can have this moment to try
To become one as we once were, to love and to hold one another 'til we awaken
Tis' Human
The rustle of skin on lace slip, sliding
Casts me on a wave of temptation, I'm riding
To delve into the flesh's decadent past
To extend forbidden pleasures to last
A brush of the lip, the undoing of a clip
Unstable breathing, speaking a half-hearted quip
While night's vision unfolds
The carnal dreams untold
Be one, be two,enmesh
A travesty to inhibit the flesh
But fantasy and whim
Are guazey and thin
We try to hold back the need
Til' soul and heart begin to bleed
Yet the feathery dove-like touch
Wanton, wanting to caress so much
But tis' human
All too human
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