Oh, to be the One…
touseled, wildish hair
a sexy scent lingering
your beard unruly
please come back to bed, sweet man
fuck me, leave me disheveled
Oh.my…
When fantasies become real…
The slit in her dress made me want to trace down it with my finger—the exotic print and her lovely figure so inviting. Her angelic face and demeanor hinted as much as the edge of my sinewy flesh brushed along the white lace of her evening wear. I began to listen to her softly sighing in the still room as her back started to arch. Our bodies are drawn into an infinite embrace. Wild, feverish fumblings in that moment hastily demanded a connection, one with an intense pitch.
Her husband’s insistent knock on the bathroom door sadly interrupted our desires.
lust takes hold
an uncertain future
plays out delightful scenarios
there is an engorgement of the senses
looks exchanged, bodies trembling closer
once hips begin to undulate
pulsing bodies find themselves
like waves crashing
into each over and over
again and again
instinct takes over
desire is paramount
and tensions are strung tight
feeling a yearning for ecstasy
just slightly out of reach
… until it’s not
you lay there seductively
absently sliding your hands
along the crescents of flesh
my eyes following the outline
your coquettish movements
direct my focus
begging an imminent need
you’ve got my full attention, dear
presented like an item of food
needing sampled, tasted
fully devoured and consumed
but not too quickly
savored and relished
your form molded
around my tongue
bringing ecstasy to us both
we delight and feast tonight
for our tomorrows might be famine
such is the world
bestowed upon us
Lady Luck presents a life-altering prospect.
An enticing, not so subtle invitation.
A seductive and alluring treat.
Or a delicious deception?
Like a meet-your-maker kind of wile.
I want to get wet, and I think I might drown.
Teased by lousy timing yet it keeps me invested.
My head fills with rich fantasies, more possibilities awaken.
The proverbial juices are flowing.
The world is spinning on a new axis.
I’m confused.
But I’m open.
the sight of you
invites fantasy
the thoughts in my head
get slick
with anticipation
the moisture
in my mouth
in between my legs
fills in
drips out
my whole body
begins to
liquify
with the thought of you
covering
every
wet
inch
of
me
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my lover’s glance
stirring me
private invitation
to an intimate world
no words
just sighs
shyly seductive
yet bold
no hesitation
just urgency
touched above
and below
setting fires
within
raging
out of control
anticipating explosions
the fireworks kind
demanding pleasure
and yet giving it all
take me
away
I Write Her 