Her eyes were like cosmic ocean , waiting to be explored, And that sharp nose, was more like word. It was her aura that was pulling me close, Her lips felt like heaven which were made of rose. Everything was great but mind was stuck on that mole, Which was attracting my attenting and intertwined our soul. She made me think that this is what we stay alive for. I was drowning in her senses which made me allure her more.

I was lost. Wandering aimlessly. Then I met you. You took my hand and guided me. Walked me out of the darkness. Helped me find myself. We discovered Samantha. I fell in love. For the first time. The only time. You were there in my most troubled times. You were there for the happy times. You were there. Always there. Until you were not. I am empty. I am lost.

A simple kiss can go so far From the surface of your skin To the core of your heart But what is a kiss, if not for pressed lips? It is a promise that cannot be missed A promise to be here no matter what With the touch of your lips, I worry not For when we kiss a truth is renewed: You desire me And I desire you So renew the truth every day And I'll be here forever Come what may So press your lips to mine And let them part...

Sitting on his lap, I caress his wrinkles. The sprinkles of rust That line his skin. They tell a story, Only I can see. Of how the boy he once was, Became the man of my dreams His vessel has withered But his soul shines through. The crow's feet that linger, Round his baby blues. Time seems abundant, Until it is not. I kiss him with passion, And savour his rot. I don't know how much, Of his love is left. I tear off his clo...

If I were a freckle, I'd be the one on a particular place on your chest Or the two on your bicep, just above your breast. But if I were a ring, would you place me on one of your fingers or toes? Or would I be so lucky to be placed in a beautiful place, on your face, your nose? What if I we your luscious black hair, would I adorn your head, Or would you kindly and lovingly place me down there? What if our meeting held some...

I feel the vibrant warmth of your smile. I feel the sweet taste of your soft lips. I feel your tongue pirouette and dance a duet with mine. I feel the zephyr breath of your soft sighs of emotion. I feel the gentle caress of your fingers across my skin. I feel the svelte curves of your body pressed to mine. I feel your shining golden hair brush over me. I feel your heart beating strongly close to mine. I feel the sheer joy...

Thoughts are words, but words are not thoughts, So is the language between lovers, A cauldron simmering with word and thought A potion brewed, whose aroma is pleasure Lover, learn my deepest thoughts. The forbidden word, Ensconced in her spiritual prison The iron trellis reaching high and safely Neither lover dares to knock for her Neither lover dares to duel against this mighty foe. So, we talk a language with bodies A p...

So close, yet so far away Don't know if I can stand another day. I long to hold your mesmerizing face, And on my lips, your kiss I taste. You've got me trapped in a box of wonder, Our bodies together, no matter who is under. I need you now, I need you quick I need you fast, to get my fix. I desire to know you in every detail Give me this chance, my heart will not fail. Life is a trial, that's never-ending But together, is...

As my touch travels through your tender frame And my hands caress your gentle form Each stroke of my fingers ignites a flame Lust gets awoken as a brewing storm I burn through you like a thousand suns Hypnotic parting lips of aching wants A quickened breath that through you runs My burning presence, water comes by chance A flowing river that brings chaotic Seth A storm that comes, she sits and dwells To lay here with Ra,...

A girl, I sat and steeped myself in story, Of Princesses and true love, won through glory. And I believed and fell for that false tale, That mirage of the dashing, perfect male. I entered the arena like a child, As weak as gentle Jesus, meek and mild. And I was preyed on, picked off and spat out, Used and abused and damaged, in and out. Today I mark my first and fortieth year, With you, my husband, lover without peer I wo...

Morning’s fingers through the curtains creep, Awaking me from Lust’s enchanting dreams. My love, beside me, murmurs in his sleep, His body more unresting than it seems. My name he calls in reveries sublime, His longing form desirant of my touch. I reach for him, and lose myself in time, To render him the act he craves so much. Sleep, bind my love in thine embraces yet, And cede to him his vision’s soft release. Hold him,...

We are the lonely, we live in the shadows, The places deserted by succour and care. We sit at the table but never partake, For the taste of regret is the leanest of fare. We dance to the beat of a drum with no rhythm, And loudly we sing to a silent refrain. We softly converse with the stars and the moonlight, Stillness and memories all that remain. We are the people who love has abandoned, We know how it feels to be touch...