kisses burnt into my psyche
lingering hot in the air
the afterglow palpable
and instincts left wanting
pleasure and delight once more
Tag: lovers
The Kiss
Redux
the urge presented itself
in the most opportune moment
an unexpected pleasure
brought joy and chemistry
and a lingering fortune
a slick comfort
of trapped tongues
finding bliss and harmony
wet exchanges
of future promises
desires for fulfillment,
yours and mine,
the priority
on the to-do list
of this sensual journey
towards mutual satisfaction
a repeat expression
waiting for its turn
patience, a frustrating value
only eclipsed
by distance
sweetness will
be won again
desires satiated
by unending
fulfillment
Originally posted on I Write Her, 3/17/2019.
1995
Redux
I come to you willingly
offering my being
watch as I flourish with you
healing myself and you
with our love
I melted into your arms
to flow freely
through your veins
emanating through your pores
to cover your essence with mine
Two, still separate
and unique,
blending and deciding
togetherness
was a better formula
We intertwined our lives
to nurture what was to come
a future filled with goodness
and pleasure
being strong as one
Originally posted on I Write Her on 3/4/2019.
Find Your Way Home
i’m bathed in darkness
for your absence creates it
sorrow my only companion
look for the shining candle
that is my glowing heart
hopeful for your return
The Seduction
The dust settled, the magic of the evening thick in the air. He reached for the remote, his eyes meeting hers in the dim, misty light. She felt the scrape of his hand against hers, and a spark ignited. The strum of his guitar, a soft tune that echoed their unspoken feelings, hung lazily in the air. “Follow me,” he whispered, pulling her closer. His fresh breath tantalized her, and the string of candles atop the fireplace flickered, their light casting shadows on their faces. A minor chord filled the room, and they finally met in a slippery, sweet kiss.
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**I decided to try ChatGPT to construct a 100 word story utilizing all the words in order, and to make it a romantic one. It started off fairly well, but it left out the word string completely, so I had to weave that into it. The way it had inserted the word strum was a bit awkward, so I altered that along with some other tweeks, here and there. With the changes being made, I had to adjust it somewhat to fit in the parameter of 100 words, but other than that, I was actually amazed how well it did. Of course, I don’t want AI to completely replace what we do, but it was an interesting experience.
Flames
Redux
let’s light up
be my flame
a hot warmth
scorch me with tenderness
burn me with excitement
dance for me
with teasing licks
rage inside me
extinguish me
but
don’t ever burn out
Originally posted 12/10/2018 on I Write Her.
Reblogs – Redcat & Jeff Flesch
An ending or a beginning?
Girl Blue – A Love Song by Redcat
Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two
Whirlwind is through
He has left you for her
His love, never true
Sneaked around, lied to you
Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two
Pink dreams, crushed, adieu
Sad sorrow, shines from you
Once turtle doves flew
No more dreaming for you
Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two
No hugs, no rendezvous
Lonely nights before you
Cold winter storms brew
Raging winds to cleanse you
Girl blue
What’s love done to you
Girl blue
Your heart torn in two
of love and honor by Jeff Flesch
houses made
of straw, and
fortresses,
created
on the shifting
sands of time,
without knowing
of another relevant
offering.
ensues,
instability,
during,
the most
prestigious
journey,
of a life lived, of
love known,
and loss
betrothed.
wedded,
hand-in-hand,
we search for reasons,
contemplate
the faltering, and
fight
the quell
on the inside.
battling back,
we retrace
our steps,
and begin to create
new foundations,
one brick at
a time;
laying them
one upon another,
in a fantastic
lattice,
of love
and honor.
Privileged
Redux
I shed my layers of hardness.
The best and the worst of me exposed.
Laid bare all my unspoken evils.
I trusted you’d see me as sane.
My heart wrapped around yours for safekeeping.
Pleasure replaced agony.
Excitement replaced fear.
Love embodied our present.
Am I privileged or are you?
Originally posted September 30, 2018, on I Write Her.
Game Changer
Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #290 &
Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Noncommital
one lie does not erase a thousand truths
the memories of joy we’d created
the pasts we thought we’d heal in unison
the children we’ve raised together
the future we hoped to embody as one
allowing that lie in
letting it multiply
showed me something insidious
being noncommittal broke our foundation of trust
that one lie changed us forever
Reblogs – Frank Solanki & The Blighters Rock
You either get her, or you don’t.
Conversations by Frank Solanki
I: I
Her: (sigh)
I: Me
Her: We
It Is She by The Blighters Rock
is it she
that births the tears
of joy and pain
is it she
who made the madness
crack my soul again
is it she
who drives the clouds
away from darker days
is it she
who shines like sunlight
into my waiting gaze
is it she
who makes complete
all the parts of me
do I really
need to question
it is she, it is she.
I Write Her 