One Morning
it is 5 a.m. the dark room is still the air is sweet with you
(Im)Purity
"Oh Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet." - Saint Augustine No, not yet, not today Today I want to take you in my arms and plant kisses of fire on your neck
I want you to know
How could I ever love you less?
I Like
A kiss on the cheek Soft and sweet Or tongues deep In secret communion A hand to hold While walking down the street Or tightly between the sheets Or gently […]
Between Kisses
Lips pressing gently Between soft words Sharing the story of our life In whispers Only we would understand Hands playing, searching, probing Seeking place and time to memorize Connecting […]
A kiss
With a promise Of ecstasy You press softly Against my cheek Your dewy nectar Enchanted potion Sweet and musky Fills my senses Drives me on To higher pleasure Fingers touch […]
waves
like a tide drawn by the moon to a familiar shore I roll into the warmth of you to blanket you in a fevered passion that remains ignited from the […]
Watching you dance
Light Lithe You flow like poured molasses Like a lava lamp Smooth Liquid You gyrate with abandon Your moves entice Invite Hypnotize My God, you are sexy! I watch from […]
I am yours
My heart Open only to you Full in your presence Empty in absence Of your embrace Demands my souls Complete attention Drives my mind My every intention Fuels my emotions […]
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