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Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: appreciation, romantic love, sensual, soulmate, spiritual, true love,

The Amorous Mystique



Can it be, into this world we are dropped from heavenly streams that have never stopped? With sweet hope gifted to our souls delight, oceans of love and its fiery desires; ladies so fair, we thank our keen eyesight and leap into romance hottest fires. Can it be, wonderment is our reward given for living in a world so hard? With love's soulmate waiting a heart to touch, deepest seas of hot sexual pleasures; daring to embrace and love very much this bountiful store, of life's great treasures. Can it be, that in life's short duration we go beyond mere infatuation? With deeper dreams that bless spirits in need, grant romantic nights of sweetest relief; birth greatest pleasures of harvested seeds fruited in soul's spiritual beliefs. Your questions asked with pulsing energy of lovers’ wonderland of synergy.. Gifts do flow from fountain to foundations of souls inspiring minds to understand; seductive passion’s yearning flirtations of red embers roused to lusty flames fanned. In awe you long to know love’s mysteries, untangling threads in tender reveries.. Of all the gold offered in sun’s rich rays Sol would be poor in the worth of our love; for never could there be more wealth of praise than for ambrosial taste from gods above. During this life as our lustrous hearts’ beat we can transcend mundane with love’s white heat.. Our physical plane of mortal being is heightened with intimate unity; body and soul in tantra foreseeing weaving love’s strands into eternity. Robert JLindley and Susan Ashley (a collaboration) July 31, 2018 ______________________________ *For the purpose of this collaboration, tantra represents the weaving of strands into a unified whole and liberation of energy and expansion of consciousness*


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: butterfly, fantasy, heart, hope, imagination, longing, love, sensual,

BUTTERFLY KISS

*BUTTERFLY KISS*

I'm still alive and I don't know why?
My heart survived falling from the butterfly sky

Caught by the hands of destiny
With visions only I can see!

My love I heard your call
Wings of a butterfly broke my fall

Love motion is in the air, a love no one can compare
Indulging a look-a-stare- that we both share

Reminiscing our love made out of stolen hope
Awe~:*! To  them butterfly kisses that felt so real

Flowing like Amazing Grace, 
A shining light upon my face.

I traveled fast and far, longing to be in your arms
I desire, the warm sensation of your charms

Your safe love will help me carry on,
With the strength and bond~the love you set upon

Nothing is better than a sensual butterfly kiss
Beyond the sensation of heaven's pure bliss

Fluttering in the clouds aiming for the moon
A dream of reality, out of my cocoon I bloom!

Valued by the art of true beauty and its rarity
True love flapping in the midst of clarity

I entwine that I am yours and you are mine
Bonded together till the end of time

With the vision, my heart is no longer blind
Two broken hearts at last combined

I glide below to touch your lip.
Our lashes touch from tip to tip.

Caressing each other as our wings expand
Two hearts- kisses collide and land

Holding your hand reaching to the rainbow sky.
Kisses:*kisses:* like the butterfly!


Dedicated to *My Babe*


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: love, romance, sensual,

The True Knight

POTD 9th April 2018

Synopsis -
A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even in modern times

She’s a queen who sees her lover for himself only and does not abide in the narrow minded perception of social status trappings

Her knight, who is absolutely in love with her, stays true to the knightly code of chivalry and avowed to show gallantry to women beyond rules of combatUnderstanding the damaging effect of scandals, he is committed to watch and protect his Lady against prying jealous eyes. 

I have differentiated the social status of the time and accentuated emotions with different textured type of fabrics(See significance at the end of the poem)

I Trust you like the video music clip, in which the scenes aptly portray the theme of my poem.

Spinnerets of silk reach to forbidden fruit
Nights hush vanquished by a heart that beats 
Variance in status brocade curtains drawn 
Regardless of imperilled shame - doubt retreats

Once ‘neath the light of a calico moon
His heart lay in wait to be retrieved
Beside the old pump in crumbling stone
A pauper in cotton - a Prince she perceived

A gasp suppressed when eyes first met In delirium of what elation lay ahead What magic brewed here? What loom spun this hessian thread? Of a love-tale wrought with joy and dread
A unity not forged in Heaven A scanty few - or none - would understand Venetian lace betwixt a gracious Queen And her yearning for a humble stable hand Opening damask casement as he approaches Anticipation of nights in secret seclusion Let no prying eyes spoil this tryst Lest reality fade into a muslin illusion Let her yearning for velvet touches Impassioned embrace and moist sweet lips Loomed in the linen threads of romance And that of her stable lover’s lingering kiss Let him turn to forbidden zones To be explored as he eagerly hones A forge of love bidding invitation In expectant and musical syncopation Dutifully her swordsman keeps vigil from afar His love for her gleams like the evening star Seasons endured in fur and chain-mail sheen Blood he would draw to protect his queen A skilful sword at ready in an expectant hand Sadly his love she would not understand Coated sheathed loyalty is all she sees Part of a lovers tryst - no favours - his heart to ease
An armour clad Knight forged of steel and leather Surviving the odds his love endures forever
Significance of the various fabrics symbolized in the poem: Silk I’ve used this to show her royalty statusLuxurious and costly, silk was used only by the wealthiest of classes and the Church Brocade This fabric to emphasise her indifference to the social status of their relationship, by blocking out animosity from the primitive thoughts of envious society. Calico Colour of the moon on the night she first laid eyes on him Cotton - Favored on days of yore by the working class and domestic staff since antiquity. Hemp and Hessian Emphasizing the strength of their relationship, against all odds and accentuates the relationship between the working class and royalty of the middle ages Venetian Lace Again a luxury favoured by the aristocratsThe flexible of lace and of the lace-making arts and depicts her flexibility. Damask A rare and expensive fabric of the era, adorns her wall depicting the opulence of her status Muslin Quite a transparent fabric and as such I’ve used this to refer to as ‘a see through illusion’ which is made possible by the loyalty of her knight Linen This fabric emphasises the strength and resilience of their love for each otherIt was a fine linen used for veils, wimples undergarments and apparel of ladies Velvet No explanation needed to amplify its connection to love and heightened sensuality through its use Fur The lining of his armour used in his day, underlines the warmness of his heart. Leather Characteristic of strength, durability and dependability to highlight the Knight’s quality POTD 9th April 2018


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: romantic love, sensual, summer, true love,

The Age Of Summer Love



Our summer love began in Gemini with sultry eves of wooing escapades, and as the moon did swoon as it drew nigh my lust you stirred with strumming serenades. Romance as rich as black queen tulip skies adorned with precious gems of bijou light, before they’d lose their lustre to sunrise you’d shower me with diamonds of the night. Impassioned kisses filled my sails with love, a rhumba full of rapture neath the stars with rhythmic teasing, undulations of unbridled flame of Venus and my Mars. The time of Libra brings a cool to days ~ still, autumn love sets aging leaves ablaze. Susan Ashley May 15, 2018 ______________________________ ~ First Place ~ Contest: Summer Love Sonnet (English) Poetry Contest Sponsor: John Hamilton *(Black)Queen of Night Tulip: a velvety deep maroon-black tulip*


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, beautiful, creation, love, passion, romance, sensual,

All In All, True Magnificent Treasures Given


      	  All In All, True Magnificent Treasures Given

Luscious the fruits, beautiful under moonlit beams
firmly planted roots, outstandingly hot, lush-sent dreams
all in all, glorified visions, heavenly sent
treasured deeply with rapture stored, sweet love-nights spent.

Tender kissing bites, honeyed dessert offered free
wonderful the flights, through blossoming forests of trees
all in all, miracles were given, lost soul found
in resplendent nights, covering soft virgin grounds!

Gold fairy dusted, jeweled eyes sending bright smiles
each promise trusted, an angel with no dark wiles
all in all, true magnificent treasures given
gracefully sent, in true-deep bliss, purely driven.

Beneath plum skies starlight glistening in her eyes
I see all I desire and I do fantasize -
looking into her goddess blues, crystal gazing;
of our wild delight to be forever blazing...

In Eden’s solitude we dance to soft sighs of
waltzing wind-songs’ stirring verses promising love,
with lilting whispered melodies so inspiring
my appetite for her wanton and untiring.

Ancient woodland’s moon casts smitten luminescence 
breathtaking in beauty she outshines its presence,
ecstasy flows an intoxicating river
inebriating essence in love’s deliver.

Your vivacious beauty enhanced by golden rays
illuminating your grace with a loving gaze
with ardent reflection of my phantom desire
to allow the pledge of love finally transpire.

Two common souls released from infernal abyss
to engage a rendezvous with heavenly bliss.
Together our spirits soar to realms of delight,
two lost souls united in the fading twilight.

With a chapter closing in reverie’s accord
we share a secret paradise of love’s award.
All in all, wondrous senses of passion recall,
from heart to soul we reminisce, as love is all.

Robert JLindley, Susan Ashley and Teppo Gren
(a collaboration)
August 26, 2018

(a collaboration - joining as one voice and one searching soul)

Note: Yet again it is my great pleasure to present here another collaboration written by we three poets, my dear friends, Susan Ashley, Teppo Gren and I
I feel very blessed to have written my part several weeks ago and then watch as each of my wonderful writing partners carried the torch
to make this a very beautiful and far richer creationAs always both crafted such exquisite and profound verses to bring this poem to a very fine finish.
I hope the readers enjoy the fruits of the unification of our three hearts, souls and minds, with the sincere goal of each- striving to give to others..





Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: fantasy, love, passion, romantic, sensual, sexy, uplifting,

A Lesson In Love

"How to tame the madness"

As I sit here, with intense dirty desire,
Tonight I think of you (the moon and stars)
To you, I send a redolent saimiri kiss 
Read and breathe between fine lewd lines
Perfumed by the colors of the Enticing Equinox
Sensually, I create sweet serendipity

Inviting playful lips
Erotic wind and wild wanderlust
Streams like a river through time
I propose a good potion of wet lube
Take me to the furtive imagination of your soul
Embrace the tan and texture tonight
Touch the summer ripples riding high
Promiscuous and delicate, I advocate lust 
A quilt meant for deep and trenchant love
I shut my eyes to feel an Orphic flora floor
Stimulating a hot, sultry siren kettle 
On this night the tingle of passion penetrates
A hypnotic talisman that lets me, please
Inviting ----------- You

~*~


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: i love you, inspirational, sensual,

je t'aime 'neath a Banyan Tree

The story behind this poem
The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and White’ POTD 6 MarchThey wanted to know more about the ‘Magical Tree’ and Café’ in the poem

This is the beginning of the story the grandiose Banyan tree, a tree species I have always been drawn to since a childIt is magical and real, depicted in the photographs of me sitting under the tree

The tree is over a hundred years old and it majestically rises in the middle of the International Market Place Plaza in the heart of Honolulu, HawaiiThe café, in close proximity also exists and is known as ‘Kona Coffee Purveyors French patisserie’ serving the best coffee and French pastries.

I trust you will enjoy the poem, the music and ‘Passion in Black and White’ posted previously, where you can follow me on a romantic, magical encounter…   

Branches delve deep - concealing secrets - so hush Linger - abandon cares of a trivial life - no rush Sacred spirit residing in resplendence executes To tawny earth branches and to Heaven its roots: Whispering …’je t'aime’… A mere shadow of reality - no substance ‘tis true A life of materialism is - but a darkness whirled brew Rain puddles mirror its own spiritual visage In the still water the tree in its reversed image Whispers … ‘je t'aime’… Lost for words - in dreams - answers we seek Hearts submerged in doubt do still entreat A God inhabits - seek Him out through the maze Veneration to the ‘One’ to whom we praise Dismiss all uncertainty to the questions we raise Whispering …’je t'aime’… Ephemeral scepticism gone - here swathe in sanctuary Blossoming love in captivating honey dew ecstasy Untouched by this mad world - lovers dare connect intentional thought to boldly declare ‘je t'aime’… “Excusez-moi mademoiselle is this seat taken”? In lisping French pronunciation – you inquire The look in your hazel eyes of carnal desire combusts sparks into a blaze of heavenly fire Whispering …’ je t'aime’…
Foot note - About the Mystical Banyan Tree The massive banyan tree is the national tree of India, also called Indian or Bengal figConsidered sacred in India and can be seen near a temple or religious centre giving shade to travellers in very hot summer monthsIn fact Buddha was said to have received his enlightment under a tree like this. In the Bhagavat Gita, Krishna said, "There is a banyan tree which has its roots upward and its branches down, and the Vedic hymns are its leaves." (Bg 15.1) Here the material world is described as a tree whose roots are upwards and branches are below An observer will notice that the Tree reflection in water is upside downThe branches going downward and the roots upwardIn similarly, it is the material world that’s a reflection of the spiritual worldThe material world is but a shadow of realityIn the shadow there is no reality or substantiality, but from the shadow we can understand that there is substance.


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: beauty, desire, romantic love, sensual,

His Star-Dusted Desire



He wonders at the aphrodisiac of her jasmine air stirring the breeze of his being heady in the breathy mood of her moon garden amidst stargazer’s pink whispers and he wishes that his jonquil heart be quenched by her sweet drink to sip sun-ripened nectar from the calla of her wild plum dreams Susan Ashley July 4, 2018 -------------------- * the Jonquil flower represents desire, especially, the reciprocation of one's feelings of desire and love back in return* *the Calla Lily represents magnificent feminine beauty and delicacy* *the Wild Plum represents feminine youthfulnessAlso, it represents sweet anticipation of the promise of romance he has waited for* _________________________ ~ Ninth Place ~ Contest: Premiere No160 Sponsor: Brian Strand


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: beauty, devotion, love, passion, relationship, sensual, soulmate,

Providence On Behalf Of Love

Providence On Behalf Of Love
 

I that have seen such beauty 
fallen beneath its gleam 
rejected my life’s duty  
to wade thus in its stream  

Saturating me with love  
bathed in moon’s reflection  
naught more for me to dream of  
drown me your affection  

With our true hearts united  
stare into love’s abyss  
night dreams felt unrequited  
are thus found with first kiss  

Passion’s torch does scorch the sun  
red molten flow in veins  
as we two become as one  
unbridled, fallen reins  

Sacrosanct are our love nights  
life’s sweet joys soar with you  
without your touch, nothing’s right  
next tryst now overdue  

Stoke my love and lustful sate  
lure me your siren song  
wooing whirlwind perfect fate  
where pulse and pleasures throng  

We shall meet under moonlight 
join true hearts in one fire 
kiss in love’s sweet depths all night 
meld into deep desire 

We’ll sail ‘cross life’s open seas 
explore each others’ shores  
casting caution to the breeze  
re-writing romance lores 


Love’s paradise we’ll not miss 
destiny sends us there 
living life with blushing bliss 
heaven for us to share 

Rapture’s mine, your eyes starshine 
your light does kiss my soul  
 intervention our’s Divine 
in ecstasy extol 



Robert Lindley and Susan Ashley

(a collaboration)

_______________June 8, 2018______________


*Providence* - a manifestation of divine care or direction -



My Poet’s Note:  When my talented friend Robert, found and presented to me his lovely poem fragment, from long ago (the first stanza), and asked if I would be interested in writing a collaborative poem with him, I said ‘Yes’!  In the moment of reading his tender words, I was inspired.and honored and humbled, by his generous and kindhearted offer to finish this poem with him through our creative cooperationIt was my great pleasure and a tremendous poetic experience for me to create and write with Robert, a fine poet of such high caliber who just so happens to be my esteemed friend as wellRobert, you made my first collaboration a pure joy and our friendship and partnership in poetry is cherished.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Robert’s Poet’s Note:  How our collaboration on this poem came to beI had this short poem fragment from many decades agoI saw some merit in it being completedAt first I sat down to write and finished the poem myselfThen I remembered the insight, the quality and beauty of Susan's previous collaboration with me - our sonnet duet and that sealed the dealI decided to ask her if she would finish that old poem fragment as a collaboration with meTo my great and fortunate delight she agreed to do so.
A true blessing it is for me to compose with such a kindhearted and talented poet
as my dear friend most assuredly is...
As it is always a pleasure to write and discuss poetry with my talented friend..


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: desire, love, lust, sensual, sexy,

Summer Wine - An Erotic Romance

The video is intrinsic to the setting of the sceneThe vocals and music track by ‘The Corrs and Bono’ are background music incidental to the plot. 

A balmy night it was when he stepped in the bar A wondrous apparition at a table not far The singers crooned soft notes on a stage dimly lit The name of the song eluded he had to admit The pianist played softly, mood lighting set the scene Projected colours of amethyst, pinks, blues and green Elegant and haughty her brow slightly frowned She sat all alone when he cast his eye around He approached her shyly asking to join for a while With a nod she gestured to her bottle of pink wine Her hair so lustrous matching her brown smoldering eyes Her lips so inviting with the curve of her smile She lifted her glass, her invitation divine They toasted each other with her sweet summer wine He covered her hand their fingers felt the thrill The room in slow motion, a world standing still Euphonious echoes of rapturous heights Scintillating patterns of bouncing laser lights He walked her home under a sky of azure blue Under pink frangipanis heavily dripping with dew As he turned to leave she indicated to stay awhile Invited him in for her sweet summer wine Tongues probing - entwined - an angel’s spring kiss His pulse how it raced as he stroked shapely hips The sweet summer taste on her exquisite lips Kindled a love - an enchanting rhapsody of bliss A click of the clasp - flimsy garments released Shimmering seductively around to her feet Sensually turning now absolutely au naturel Revealed her etched beauty of a form so sensual His projected resplendence complimented her perfections And the majestic elegance of her peaked manifestations Desire for feather touches and moist sweet lips To be tantalized by the elation of a lover’s sweet kiss Trickling down her pearl valley rampantly on fire Liquid crystal gems forged in a tunnel of desire Soft touches and kisses on her silken skin A washed him in nectar from her passion within Cloud soft mattress - sheet threads so fine United as one as their limbs entwined To celestial choral rhythm and soft moans of rapture Harmonious they moved to quench intense pleasure On a Richter of ten - bodies quaking molto allegro Celestial Symphonies shrieking to alto crescendo A comet streaking from a Stellar above signalling their passionate release of love Yin meeting Yang so gracefully entwine Beaming their energy into the Universe divine Together they basked in a euphoric state The night had advanced as he indicated the hour late She stroked him so gently saying your time is mine So tarry a while for some more summer wine
Footnote: Do I hear you asking if someone else was involved - in this write? Well! - in projects like these it usually needs a couple’s consensual, combined experiences! So my curious reader I’m obliged to confess That the answer is an explicit - YES! YES! YES! There - Now you have it! Thank you Reluctant Poet - (RP) RP is not a member of Poetry Soup or any Poetry Club by choiceIt’s just for pleasure, he says. There - That answers you second question!


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: love, romantic, sensual, sexy, tribute,

SHE - Epitome of Erotic Love

An Ode to Femininity and Romance -

The background music of this delicate poetic arrangement is intended to be played softly as you sit back and reminisce on romantic memories while creating new ones - Perhaps with a glass of red wine and - Oh! Don’t forget the chocolates.   

The cadence of her heart keeps rhythm to the music She sits alluring in the soft candle light Her senses so heightened but she ponders escape As butterflies flutter her stomach tonight SHE’s the mirror of all dreams Invisible strobes pulse as his aura manifests Eyes meet - energy spikes across in a mist Static shock she recoils as his hand touches hers At first she draws back but she cannot resist SHE’s the sculpture of natural perfection Warm embraces and moist tender kisses Twin peaks straining to break free from restraint Like coronas on planets - her circles a flare A consuming wild passion that cannot be tamed SHE’s the taste of pleasure and its themes Consensual yearning all inhibitions lost Outer trappings asunder - bare naked as created Petal smooth skin brushes skin - tingling sensations Intense tension of concupiscence now elevated SHE’s the rhythm of sensual orchestration Like the cleft in a smooth mound Caressed by the morning dew A flood of bliss and passion Crystal clear droplets accrue She’s the emotion of love’s fire Feathery strokes brush a valley of desire A precious pearl glistens in its soft silken fold Aching for release of an exquisite union With the sensually smooth bud of a single stem Rose SHE’s the personification of sensation Passion and love ignite flames of pleasure A tunnel of love bidding invitation To her rhythmic breath - the beauty of her charms Candle flames dance in perfect syncopation SHE’s the aroma of desire A pulsating Venus like the evening star She arches yearning to greet the risen moon In ardor of passion the lovers melt Climactic ecstasy close she purrs as they swoon SHE’s the song wafting from above Unbridled they move in perfect synchrony While deep from within warm spring’s release A joyous flood of bliss and passion To meet and to quench the explosive heat SHE’s the reason of loving stimulation In the gentleness of loves' creation Naked in the innocence of a newly born Lying languid and satiated like twin spoons nestled Awakes and looks at the glory of early morn SHE’s the epitome of LOVE The meaning of life - IS SHE
Acknowledgement: To RP (the Reluctant Poet), who refuses to be named and is reticent to be acknowledged as a brilliant Poet in his own right This poem is dedicated to his ‘SHE’ and all the SHE’s in the worldThank you so much RP for your contribution. (RP is not from Poetry Soup or any other Poetry site or publication) Footnote: ‘SHE’ - is an unashamed expose` on the beauty of female love and sexuality, the foremost gift of our primary instinct - the source of our existence A Gift - of pleasure bestowed on humans to be enjoyed with no boundaries of age or gender. A Gift - of joy unrestricted to only the humans whenever fancy takes, unlike all other species which is restricted to time of procreation A Gift - that owing to misguided conditioning of the ‘System’ and Religious agendas, is embarrassing for women to share and only appropriate to air in a sterile or clinical manner. The topic elicits thought and makes one wonder - Why?


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: desire, romantic love, sensual,

Accidentally On Purpose


Come kiss me baby and I’ll light your fire I’ll melt you like the center of the sun impassioned flame will sexy strum your lyre in molten vibes of music - one on one together we will fly the solar wind on silky whispered thrills we both will ride in ecstasy we’ll feel just like we’ve sinned seductive absolution satisfied so touch your lips to mine and we’ll explode a supernova of our cosmic lust sweet sparks we’ll make let brightness be bestowed on universe - our love affair a must! in melted stardust ink I write your name on serendipity that’s yours to claim Susan Ashley March 30, 2018


Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: emotions, i love you, love, romance, romantic, sensual, sexy,

Your Body, Your Touch

Your feelings in a group of touring innocence
travel up North towards trust and sincerity
in sweet submissive care like a carefully rubbed suede.
You put day light into your entrapment
for noontide to go nonstop.

Caress from yonder, massage from under
your skirts make appetite nonchalantly mourn
your legs present so nutraceutical to manly weakness.
If your bones are licked by wild beasts
the jungle would be protected by the ghost of sweet affection.
If the rains fall through the planes of your body
vapours of lust and desires will spring out of the Earth.

Your expensive flare, expresses you as a needed nougat
sliding pleasurably though wet lips in a greasy enjoyment of noodles
with aroma and taste capping up a nouvelle cuissine.
Night is dead from your day-long engaging chemistry
making the aggression of your nubile emission
in ration to any attempted resistance an improper fraction
when the night's light strike your contrasting body
for the creation of a mobile image so dark and graceful,
nature will sit down beauty for a serious interview.


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: lost love, lust, romance, sensual, sexy,

Slow Hand - An Erotic Romance

Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In a ricochet of emotion I just cannot speak 

Our time cut short on that exotic island resort
Mutual attraction that grew, our emotions weren’t slow
But alas contact lost aft’ that last kiss at the port
Intimacy so fleeting - regrets of letting you go

We were star crossed lovers on that fateful day
I remember that last time when you held me so tight
Now per chance we meet thousands of miles away    
‘Neath the same blanket of stars and a moon like tonight ~ ~ 

* “As the midnight moon, was driftin’ through ~ The lazy sway of the trees ~ I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine ~ I’m seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine You’re tired of fast moves ~ You’ve got a slow groove ~ On your mind”

Swirling sparkling shades of colours that mix and smudge
It’s been so long but there’s no cause to rush
Run you lips on my neck feel our naked skins touch 
Nipples a tingling and a warm spreading flush

Your soft slow hand feels like flitting fireflies 
You whisper my name, I’m enchanted tonight
Soft moans of pleasure and my passionate sighs 
Play with me, sway with me and feel my delight ~ ~

* “You want a man with a slow hand ~ You want a lover with a easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go with a heated rush  Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My nerves aglow like the tips of optic fibres
Your touches trigger firework displays to ignite
Seeking and teasing my spot of torrid desires 
Impatiently craving our eminent fusion tonight 

Opening like a flower dripping with a dewy spritz
Ecstasy overflows with your slow hand in motion
Electrostatic sparks on my tongue, skin and lips
Sip my summer wine that’s the nectar of my passion ~ ~

* “Darlin', don't say a word, 'cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine   If you want it all night ~ You know it's alright ~ I’ve got the time”

I tantalise your tumescent core with silken caresses 
Erotically teasing you with tiny feather like tickles
Like the soft waving flutter of butterflies winged kisses 
Thrilling sensory overload of silver waves and ripples

All else out of focus on a soft cloud of passion
Exquisite pleasure on the crest of a fire
No words that are needed or any explanation 
The endless waves of emotion that transpire ~ ~

* “You got a man with a slow hand ~ You got a lover with an easy touch
You got somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go in a heated rush Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My hips arching high meeting your ardent thirst
Fill my ocean - savour my delight
Rhapsody of fluttering sensations - a volcanic burst 
Come with me - the world’s ours tonight 

Basking in the enchantment of an afterglow
An amorous haze of amber swirls and coral sand
With crystal clear waters and sparkling sand below
At long last I’ve found you in this island fairyland

Acknowledgement:
My appreciation to RP (the Reluctant Poet) for his creative input on a delicate sensual theme that we’ve all experienced sometime.

POTD 16 Aug 2017

* Lyric 'Slow Hand' Music and Video Clip Citation and Reference:
Video Clip and Lyrics 'Slow Hand' by Phantasm 2000AD Published on Nov 2, 2008 Elvis Returns Standard You Tube licence

All rights of the Lyrics, video and track belong to the original Copyright ownersThe original Lyrics written by JWarren Bettis, first released sung and released in May 1981 by the Pointer Sisters and subsequently sung by various artists including Elvis in the above clip.

Lyrics of the song in quotes and italics and referenced with and asterisk has been transcribed as a read to be followed with the songIt is not intended to be or claimed as part of the above poetry verses.


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: love, lust, romance, sensual, sexy,

Under the Boardwalk - An Erotic Love Story

Sheer poetry in motion with a picnic basket in hand Laughing brandishing a bottle as he lopes along the sand His handsome features completely wreathed in smiles Lifts and twirls me round - my squeal must be heard for miles These endless waves of joy just washing over me Savouring fine wine - splashing in and out of the tepid sea A sun-struck gold flecked beach with dazzling grains of light Sparks in my eyes can compete with the stars that shine at night The sounds of a distant carousel on a sultry wind drift With picnic basket in hand to a secluded spot we shift But thoughts of gourmet foods and drink are not on our mind Our sensual thoughts go in directions of quite a different kind He whispers that the fire in my emerald eyes are ignited Flames being stoked and the intensity of our ardour delighted His sensual stroking touch sends me into a whirl winded bliss If it’s a dream I wish it not to end in just a passion flamed kiss His feathered touch caresses my pliant thighs With broken moans and groans spaced ‘tween dulcet sighs Our touches more intoxicating than fine sparkling wine Areola aflame - warm wild sparklets fluttering down my spine In a bat of an eyelash all swimwear is discarded Concupiscent bare naked as when life was started My gem of desire pulsates a fire unsurpassed He’s a God against the sunset - an erotic work of art Spectacular shades of orange streak through a sky of gold The setting sun beckons and the blue water rolls Silver rippled water lapping all my contours, peaks and tips His toned muscles glistening captivating charms too hard to resist With trembling hands we caresses places so sacred Lips locked in a passion so intense it is fated As a humming bird sips nectar from a honeydew flower His majestic magnificence teases the door of my bower I whisper my needs with unrestrained passion He replicates his own with a wild abandon Guiding our passion into the fires of desire Rising eagerly to meet the thrusts of his fire Earth trembling eruption in this orgasmic burst We lovingly quench each other’s exquisite thirst Soul energies seeking manifestation on a physical plane In ultimate bonding of a zenith reached again and again As a tide of emotions - a crystal clear stream Wingless soaring high knowing this is no dream My body flows with the ocean like never before Knowing this is the guy I utterly love and adore
Video music clip - Eddie Lovette - ‘Under the Board Walk’ – ‘Lavishn's Reggae Bliss Collection (SUMMER LOVIN')’ Published on Mar 23, 2013


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: adventure, beautiful, dance, love, romantic, sensual, sexy,

BREATHLESS

Perfect ambiance in this crowded room 
I ask the band to play my favorite tune
Yes, I've seen you over there...
Such beauty.far beyond compare
You're leaving me breathless 

Your eyes.how they mesmerize 
That look.completely irresistible
And your desire. it's undeniable 
You want me to take you in my arms
To thrill you with all my charms..
If you only knew, you're the only girl I see
That your charms have got a hold of me
You're leaving me breathless

In that little black dress, I must confess
This dance is like a perfect dream
Soft lips begging for sips of some
Hot curves tease of nectar to come
You whisper, make love spectacular
You're leaving me breathless

So breathe on me
I'll show you how
Things you never knew
That's right, Oh Wow
Make you scream
Girl, feel the best
So hard to breathe
I'm leaving you breathless

And the world around us disappears
It's like only you and me are here
Endless delights, let's dance awhile
Where you're so close, I feel your smile
Your heart's beating against my chest
You're leaving me breathless

So breathe on me
I'll show you how
Things you never knew
That's right, Oh Wow
Make you scream
Girl, feel the best
So hard to breathe
I'm leaving you breathless

~Lyric Man

Note: This is an echo song to Alexis Y.'s "Thrill" and a happy escape from my last write!


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: angel, fantasy, love hurts, passion, sensual,

Angel, Fallen

ANGEL, fallen..

Down with you..
Gossamer linen, violet lace
Window-dressing body, pressing
Goddess of unblemished grace
Beckoning, urge reckoning
Clasp me.push me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Close, to see my eyes in yours
Heart of darkness, warm and artless
Measured with our carnal cores
Fallowed, soon unhallowed
Pull me.draw me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Savor sweet, your taste is mine
Greedy swallows, fill my hollows
Faultless form, engorged supine
Whetted, blade unfettered
Cut me.rend me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Pity, fawn to take me in
I, the frozen quarry chosen
Bartered virtue, ceded sin
Merging, madness surging
Gather me.wrench me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Each dynamic sates a thirst
A darkened oath devours both
Raptured screams yet unrehearsed
Spasm, plunging chasm
Drench me.drown me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Painted nails flay my frame
Stripes of lust, a jealous trust
Lesions roused for fervor's flame
Unversed, do your worst
Stain me.rake me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Feral places once denied
Cognate parts to blackened hearts
Souls and selves we can't divide
Twisted, yet double-fisted
Grind me.burn me
Down with you.

Down with you..
Sing to me a siren's wail
Rip the rhyme from all sublime
Watch the frenzied portions flail
Disguised, hell improvised
Smite me.drag me
Down with you.

Down with you..
I am falling..
My Angel..
Down..
With..
YOU.




~ 1st Place ~  in the "Fallen Angel" Poetry Contest, Laura Loo, Sponsor.


Poem Details | by Leanne Lovejoy-Burton |
Categories: desire, love, lust, romance, sensual, valentines day,

Whypt Syllabubs

“In your light I learn how to loveIn your beauty, how to make poemsYou dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi "Whypt Syllabubs" ROMANCE
is a feast hungry for Eros delights sweet nothings that do tease fingertips are running a riotous slow and gentle race riding bareback warm black stallion hold tight onto the mane no need to hold the reins Godiva reigns, shining in the Light let loose rides wild and free onto rail tracks head wet towards a raging train gone off the cliff lost into tempestuous sea Little deaths, shimmering pearls shaking legs and holy trembling earthquakes brings you to your knees Rapture ropes its silky way around your naked waist further on down towards your urgent ever present pleas you’re laid to waste dripping honey in a barren state of grace you think you’re home free but you’re nowhere near home base It’s a pantomime of hummingbirds and buzzing bees your mind's fevered it flies with soaring condors not defeated way up in the clouds your skin draped in rain and glistening diamonds welcoming such sweet disgrace a smile forever on your face Whipt Syllabubs whisked up to a froth Passion fruit devoured floating on sweet wine spoon by spoon tasting lips divine a quart of thick cream two ripe Seville oranges gently squeezed half a pint of sack pound double refined sugar whisk it very well fill your Chalice full as the froth rises take it all off spoon until you’re full Rosemary licks and Thyme “Whypt Syllabubs” You whisper, delicious lips that roam and linger gaze into two eyes your ardent love-spent warrior familiar “Sweet Valentine, You're Mine” (Lovejoy-Burton/Feb 2018) 1https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EV_lBI9XPgo 2https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mk1TWpRJ4OQ 3Reading: For my daughter, Georgia and anyone else who is interested in learning more about Love and LustMy favourite man, so far, in the reading realm, D.HLawrence, "Lady Chaterley's Lover", EBOOK for your pleasure and further education (should you not have had the privilege to read this fine story)My first read at 19 years of age - ah, the adventures it led me on! Discovered in a packed bookshelf, floor to ceiling, wall to wall, in the arms of a home much loved and lead by a quiet, solitary man, in the sweltering hot Summer of a bucolic small rural town in Queensland, AustraliaThis lack lustre poem is mine, but the story link to E-BOOK here is his and although his dreams were with her in heaven, he reached out to D.HLawrence, this was the sign of a true romantic and obviously blood runs through the genes; now that would be an interesting conversation over dinner, should there end up to be a Heaven and I eventually meet him, the other or both, for discourse "LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER" by D.HLawrence http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks01/0100181h.html


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, beautiful, longing, love, passion, romantic, sensual,

When In Love's Immense Depths, You Are Truly Cherished

When In Love's Immense Depths, You Are Truly Cherished
 

Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts and pleasurable screams!
Love's greatest truth rests in thy bosom and kind heart,
destined to meet that night and our souls never part!

Fate fulfilled as we were thrilled, luscious love’s first blush, 
time together, had forever, no need to rush
Aroused desires stirred passions’ afire to burn 
like pulsing embers in joined flames of wanton yearn, 
till what was left, spent afterglow like cooling coal 
our hot bed then our sanctuary soul to soul.

From passion's soul to soul, came steaming heart to heart,
delicious love made each night glowing as fine art.
Waking wrapped in love-joined joy, within Cupid's shot,
giving you my all and all I have ever got.
Days spent in loving arms that held our love so true,  
knowing your soft heart lives in me and all I do.

From that day, when angels’ wings whispered you away,
tears I cry are sweet relief when my mind does stray.
Bleeding heart still blooms for you vibrant on the vine,
though seeking tendrils ache without you to entwine.
Oh the wish to taste your kiss, nectar ‘pon my lips,
your thrilling touch still lingers since your life’s eclipse.

Yet Fate had its saddest call, that none can deny,
ours was to live its love-feast and not reason why.
Now so alone, precious memories to sustain,
moments of mirth that alleviate the great pain,
feed my desires for your tender nightly embrace,
know, no power ever known, can our love erase.

Upon dawn's breaking, wake knowing you were once here,
another memory lessens days flow of tears.
Future promise of being joined in nightly bliss
and in that moment having all I now so miss;
your heart the flower, I the honey seeking bee,
our love entwined in paradise under love's tree.

Come take me to your Heaven's home of pearly light,
my sombre soul now needs you like the stars need night.
I look to skies bittersweet shades of twilight blue
and daydream of your denim eyes of darkest hue.
For a time imagining I’m held in your gaze
your magic’s purest charms still don’t fail to amaze.

Please find my kiss I’ve blown to you upon the breeze,
I send to you my love with prayers while on my knees.
Praying to be with you rather sooner than late,
memories move to close the circle of our fate.
Gather my soul, lift me to you like a feather,
with spun gossamer of sacred ties that tether.



Robert Lindley and Susan Ashley

(a collaboration)

_______________June 13, 2018_______________


My poet’s note:  My dear friend, again I have been honored and blessed to have the gift of composing this tale of love and its magnificent blessings with you!
My short poem fragment(first stanza)based upon a relationship I had over four decades ago, has been beautifully completed in our collaboration, because of your wonderful verses, inspiration, and immense talent.
Even beyond our friendship, you have further honored me with your great kindness and your truly generous gift of writing with me...
For all of that my dear friend, I am so deeply indebted...

Susan's poet’s note:  Thank you my friend, for sharing your friendship and the joy of this write with me! Again, you lead the way with your splendid talent and abundant inspiration you so freely giveYour generous gifts light up my imagination and your beautiful lead stanza set the stage for a creative and poetic experience that made our collaboration most satisfyingSharing concepts and creating our work together feels quite natural to meI truly appreciate your deep and tender artistry, Robert, and also your patience for the delays caused by my busy-ness in these hectic days...



Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: dream, heart, love, passion, sensual,

We Met in a Dream

In a dream, I went to him  
Hidden inside a wispy night 
Stars shining their twinkle lights
I sneaked into his slumbered thoughts

   In a dream, I went over to her
   Hidden inside a sultry night
   Stars shining, their erotic lights
   I snuck into her dream world dark

Of silken skin, my auburn tresses
Flowed like satin around his face
He stirred, he trembled as I traced 
My finger on his lips, his cheek

   Of silken skin and her auburn hair
   Flowing like honeydew around her face
   She stirred and trembled as I traced
   My fingers all over her bodice in lace

He opened his eyes to realize
I’m not a ghostly apparition
I’m that dream that he’s been dreaming 
His temptress, angel - his anything

   She opened her eyes as she surmised
   I’m not the phantom of her sensual nights
   I’m that dream that lives in her heart
   Her knight and savoir, that’s just the start
  
In my dream, I danced for him
Gracefully and unashamed
Illumined by a candle’s flame
Exposed before him as he stared

   In my dream, she danced and swayed
   Gracefully, unabashed nor ashamed
   Illuminated by the candles flickering flame
   Exposed before me, such pleasures to delight

I watched his eyes as they devoured
Mesmerized with every move 
He tried in vain to speak my name
Pleading with those smoldering eyes

   I stared into her eyes as they devoured
   I, mesmerized with her dancing eyes
   She tried in vain to shout out my name
   Pleading with those melancholy eyes

As I seduced and tantalized
My soft, feminine, sensual power
Brought him to his knees 
In helpless desire

   She seduced and tantalized
   Her white lace and sensual prowess
   I was conquered and on my knees
   Helpless to her magical touch

In my dream, he couldn’t move 
Motionless, a man in chains
Powerless as I came near
I laid my breath upon his skin

   In my dream, she silently lay
   Motionless, enticing my desires
   Powerless as I knelt before her charm
   I laid my kiss upon her sweet moist lips

As I breathed in to know his scent  
The mix of pheromones and cologne
Made me lose my self-control  
Tasting him with every kiss

   As I was consumed by her flowers scent
   Rapture mixed with perfume brought my descent
   I have lost all self control
   Tasting her with kisses my only goal

Loving him with every touch 
Taken by his solid form
'Twas in this dream that I discovered
I have no desire for another 

      Loving her with every touch
      Taken by her seductive sways
      Twas in this dream my heart rests sure
      I have no desire, for any other


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: feelings, love, relationship, romance, senses, sensual, sexy,

A DAMSEL ENCHANTS FELICITY


A DAMSEL ENCHANTS FELICITY Aurora breaks, Cinderella damsel enchants felicity, gliding halcyon-- implanting jazzy kisses, languorous murmurs Nectared opulent press quakes reactions. Succulent tissues urge virginal wanting: xerothermic, yearning zenith! _____________________________________________________________________ *** xerothermic -- adapted to or flourishing to environment that is hot and dry halcyon -- care -free CONTEST NAME: 10 OR LESS LINES Contest Sponsor: Rob ~~2nd place~~ Olive Eloisa Guillermo 2:28 pm, September 23, 2015


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: august, beach, beautiful, cool, crush, deep, destiny, devotion, fantasy, feelings, first love, fishing, freedom, funny love, future, girlfriend, hope, i love you, i miss you, journey, joy, judgement, lost love, love, love hurts, meaningful, miracle, ocean, people, places, romance, sea, sensual, simple, spiritual, water, women, world,

Hope

Don't rush to wash off the sea salt 
drying on your skin;
the hopes it carries from other oceans,
those remain yet to be seen.


Poem Details | by Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings |
Categories: abuse, dark, evil, hate, love, sensual,

dark surrender


for days he follows   a man dressed in black   eyes fathomless pools
I feel his yearning    his hunger    and I am smitten    curious
dreading  him yet he enthralls me to surrender-
confusion    fear overwhelms me    he is breathing   oh desire
in his room    whispering my name 

his voice a deep baritone    demanding   terrifying  
those fathomless eyes look down at me    I am lost   I pull him close
he strokes my flowing raven hair    his eyes cold as ice
daggers to my soul    love(or hate)  lust   passion  possession
he wants to control me and violently he crushes my ruby red lips
with a demanding kiss and then the kiss is beautiful
words evil    he is need   lust    he says vile things

oh  those dark fathomless eyes   go away    come back   I love you
he wraps his arms around me   we are spinning and swirling  lost in love
for how long are we locked in that embrace  it seems like days
then he stops     his smile is mean and cruel     he laughs  
I am nothing without his kiss     I am a love hostage held in chains 
and when he turns away     I weep for him and hate myself
dark this lust      I MUST find the strength to leave

there is no sweetness    this is WRONG    lost as his fathomless eyes
must get away     must find the courage to walk away  leave     leave
I hear the door close and quickly dress     the rooms smell moldy
finding the door   I turn the knob    it is locked 
and I am screaming  

_____________________________
February 1, 2016

Free Verse/dark surrender
Copyright Protected, ID 751068



Submitted to the contest, Any Poem Written On Your Birthday II
sponsor, Laura Loo

First Place

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Written for the contest, The Dark Side of Life 
sponsor, Shadow Hamilton

Fifth Place


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: celebration, love, mother, sensual, sexy,

Fruit of Love - An array

Nature unfurls charms Loving emotions flourish Her cup runs over Exquisite passion Limbs entwined in sweet embrace Move in symphony Senses on fire Symphonic crescendos peak Cocooned in slumber Nature’s Miracle Blooming as she takes on form Grand Expectation
Footnote: A Happy Mother’s day to all Mums, Mums-to-be and Grand Mums for without you and the gift of love, this day was not possible. POTD 16th May 2017


Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: passion, sensual, words,

Indulgent Love

Like melted chocolate,
words dripping
from his velvety tongue
rippled to her heart;
she tasted their rich flavor,
inhaled the aroma,
succumbing to
emotional intoxication.
She craved for more...
Seduced by luxuriant words,
her defenses weakened,
overpowered
by an irresistible urge
to bathe in love’s indulgence.
 
Opulent pleasures
caressed her thoughts.
Each syllable drew a sigh
Her wish: to be sated
His unspoken promise: to fill her
with abandon – to thrill her.
She no longer dared
inhibit the demands
her soul was making;
this was hers for the taking.
Warning signs: DENIED! 
She tasted the sweetness
gratifying her cravings
in his indulgent love.

-----------------------------------

A Collaboration between Paul Callus and Eileen Manassian


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: emotions, love, romantic, romantic love, sea, sensual, sexy,

SHE SAID

She said..
I'm gonna kiss you in slow motion
Maybe take a ride upon your ocean

I'd like to pull you gently into me
The way salt dances in the sea

I'm gonna tease you with my hair
Let you touch me here and there

Teach me things that I don't know
Like rhymed beats, in and out flow

Let your tidal waves rush over me
Your hurricane, umm.feel and see
This fierce love, my favorite song
Lets sail these waters all night long

Your fingertips gliding over my skin
Makes me want to crash on you again

She said..
Let your tidal waves rush over me
Your hurricane, umm.feel and see
This fierce love, my favorite song
Lets sail these waters all night long

Let your tidal waves rush over me
Your hurricane, umm.feel and see
This fierce love, my favorite song
Lets sail these waters all night long
She said..

She said!

~Lyric Man

Note: You guys know I'm just a PG kinda guy, but these are things.She said!
(This muse had outside inspiration).


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: love, passion, relationship, romance, sensual,

Velvet Nights






I love the way you melt into my eyes, And speak to me in fluency unheard, That says to me your lust is on the rise, My body and my mind by you quite stirred. Impassioned arms, we're craving hot embrace, And right before our yearning lips do kiss, Ignited heat of heartbeats face to face, We linger in this moment of pre-bliss. You take me o'er the moon my shooting star, To galaxies and realms our Milky Way, In velvet nights of endless repertoire, On astral planes besprinkled with risque. Exotic dance in swirls of ecstasy, That whirl us to new heights so breathlessly. Susan Ashley November 11, 2017 ------------------------------ ~ Second Place ~ Any Poem Won in a Contest in November (not from mine) - Poetry Contest Laura Loo - Sponsor ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Fifth Place ~ A November Premiere Contest 2017 Brian Strand - Sponsor


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: love, metaphor, passion, sensual,

U R My Drug


You course in my veins with prurience, wild

    Immersing my marrow in urge, recompiled

        Receptors abducted the instant you smiled

            Love's effigy flaming, my sinews defiled

                All virtue forsaken, as tears from a child

                    Fidelity's prospects are henceforth reviled



I inject you, narcotic - my opiate, pure

    A caustic and carnal contingency's cure

        Delectably dressed with diabolic allure

            Such dermal sublimity, surface demure

                I taste of your shapes, corporeal contour



Skin softly savored, goosebumped and bare

    Your tang on my tongue, the nectar I share

        Our sugar rush potion for ravishment, rare

            Mixed in a kiss with the strands of your hair



Your ecstatic delirium inculcates my core

    I'm lost to a lust that's not lasted before

        Tinged with an aching that day would abhor



Velvet and warm are the walls of your fire

    Addicted to you with a crave to be higher



You are my medicine, the tonic I chug



I am infected, lubricious and riled

    Lavished in sensual senses so sure

        Imbibing the essence of you without care

            Mixed in like poison, I stir you and pour

                Swallow in gulps, the consequence, dire

                    You are my opiate.you are my drug.



URMyDrug.


Poem Details | by Silent One |
Categories: love, passion, sensual,

Whispers of love

Whisper sweet words of love into my ear, embrace me close as the moon shines so bright. Listen to hearts beat, there's nothing to fear, lustrous stars are our guides through this night. Together our bodies twist, swirl and turn, horizons gaze on two lovers in flight. Passion kindles, be careful we may burn, promise to pour water, if we ignite. Your tongue serenades; seducing my mind, lustful charmer you play that secret tune. Merge deeper, hidden pleasures you shall find, take my breath away, as I lay in swoon. Vow these words will last until our last breath, always remain sacred until our death. Silent One Written 20 April 2016 Posted 8 February 2018


Poem Details | by Jay Loveless |
Categories: beautiful, love, sensual,

Tender

Tender are your words,
And though they drown my silence,
It is those sultry touches in the sweet night,
That draw the curves of my soul on my skin,
That I crave and desire just now.
Lightly you pick up my heart,
Your tongue whispering spring breezes,
To fill my wings with flight,
And I wish your lips upon my throat,
To fill my voice with soft cries
How gently you pluck the strings of my harp,
I croon and sway to your song,
Melting in your arms against your skin,
I long to feel your warmth so deep inside,
That I recognize your pulse within my ribs.
Tender are your words,
And though they drown my silence,
It is your touch in the night that I desire, just now,
Just now, and every night after