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HoneyandLilac

Tethered

His touch the poem, and I the paper for him to write. And suddenly my pen spoke only of you.

Your words lay sweetly upon my mind. *** In hours of tumult you had found me. A touch of my shoulder out of nowhere. Your words upon my ear a balm to my soul. Ground trembling beneath me, steadied by the poetry of your mind. I find my feet. Your eyes find my spirit and tether it to truth. I am and I am worthy. Lips unleash warmth that flows over my hair, dripping in my eyes, trickling over my shoulders, and caressing ever...

HoneyandLilac

My Mind’s Eye

I stumble upon you in my mind

I found a photograph of you in my mind. Even there the corners were blunted, a wrinkle creasing the left side. But your beauty is unmarred by the ravages of scattered files and folders in my head. I gaze at you. My fingers fluttering against weathered corners. Your hands, so warm and gentle. I see them in my minds eye and then I feel them. Wandering over ticklish skin with loving care. Massaging the knots in my shoulders...

Firery_redhead

Our First Time

Bently and Claire's first time together.

The kisses I felt were as soft as rain Up and down, Down and up My body bloomed like wildflowers upon your breath As you touched me so so sweetly. I whisper in your ear "You have control" That's all you needed to hear. You pulled me away and held my throat in your strong loving hands I smiled. "You're so fucking beautiful" I think I heard you murmur. You pull me back into a tight embrace that gave me butterflies. Your kis...

MC1982

Sonnet To a Friend

In memory of my dear friend, que descanse en paz.

I thought I saw ‘the one who left too soon’. (I call him that to separate my thoughts, Of those amongst the living with his name.) He spoke but once, inquiring of my life, Just like him, to think of others first, And not to tire the listener with himself, His petty cares, his grumbles, or his pains. “I lived for you as well,” I told him, “I made each moment count because I knew, Four score and ten are not bestowed on all....

princess_stacey

Good Morning

How to wake up every morning?

Your gentle touch wakes me from my sleep, A few words of love bring a blush to my cheeks. Your hand on my breast brings a nipple awake, My moan says that my body has a thirst to slake. My breathing gets quicker when you kiss my breast, And nipples soon pucker as you continue your quest. A gasp escapes as your tongue strokes my torso, Like needles of pleasure all over, but more so. Only one place is left: my cave with your...

MC1982

Forty One

A homage to my husband on my birthday

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...

AutumnSeave

Anticipation

Images of him....

Only days before he knocks at my door wondering what he will find inside… will I be naked and waiting for him? Will I be clad only in a bathrobe? Will I be wearing some sexy lingerie? Will I be on my knees, naked, mouth slightly open inviting him inside? Only days before he arrives and my mind flits to images of him between my legs, moving down to taste me before my eyes close in ecstasy; images of him, pushing my head do...

Baffie_crenation44

Wake Of The Midnight

Beautifully written

The light glowed brighter brighter than the sun His tongue went deeper deeper in her throat Curiosity rose rose rose in her Her body was tense tense sparks flared as he caressed her Love was sharp sharper than a knife The love was like fire fire in a Savannah grassland All night long brighter deeper rose tense sparking To the edge on the wake of the midnight

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Marianna_Love_Romance

The Moments After

Poem about the precious moments after making love

My leg draped over your thigh My hand rests on your chest Shallow breaths As quickened hearts’ rhythms Return to a normal cadence I’m in awe of your essence Your fingertips trace my canvas Intrinsic, You’ve left an indelible imprint deep within There are times, I can’t tell where you begin and I end Magically, Wrapped in a cocoon of honey Until we fall asleep.

JustAnotherSapphic

Pretty Boy

Pretty boy, pretty boy, why must you tease me so?

Pretty boy, pretty boy, Why must you tease me so? With those chocolate eyes Staring into my soul? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Are you even real? Did I make you up While in the land of dreams? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Take my hand in yours. Lead and I will follow Wherever you may go. Pretty boy, pretty boy, Hold me in your arms Protect my broken pieces With everything you have. Pretty boy, pretty boy, Am I asking for too much?...

Green_Man

Found in Fairyland

Searching for her in Fairyland

She lives there in your Fairyland of Dreams. She'll be there when you seek her, never fear.Don't worry, you are playing love's sweet games,the ones that keep you living life's pure joy. We realize the trust we give to thosewe love returns to us in manifolddegrees. So keep the partnerships we havesincerely touching in communion now. No doubt we understand the differing hopesout there that all of us have reckoned on. Our se...

Green_Man

Twilight Time

The days grow short yet love grows stronger still

The days grow short, your time runs out but lovewill never die. You simply must acceptthat it has come to you once more. Acceptthe way you have so many times before. You know that it is true; just look at themand realize the honesty they smile. They smile at you with winning eyes and sighsas both of you join arms and dance again.You dance, ignoring twilight falling soon.Your soul embraces love, it trusts once more,and nev...

Green_Man

The Chill

The chill sets in whenever I approach, It's been that way since she lost faith in me.However much I try there's still reproach.This cannot be the way it's meant to be.Forgiveness now would be a kindly actFor what our love has been to her and me,Because my faith in her remains intactAnd she must see how great our love would be.It all began with something that was doneThat cut her heart and caused her doubt in me.It was a j...

Green_Man

Waiting for What

Waiting.For what.The end.It will come.One needs, One needs to, One needs to succeedAt something,Or what was it for.The wait.For the end.Which will come.It always does.It always has.It always will.Until the endOf time.We struggle to simply live,We struggle to live simply If we are simple people.One can be simple,With a side of intricacy.And One needsTo succeedOr elseWhatWas It For.Having been hated.Having been loved.The lo...

Milik_the_Red

Lifes Greatest Gifts

The greatest gifts in life are those closest to one's heart

The greatest gifts bestowed to meAre nature’s gifts for me to see.The beauty of the land and sea,In its great diversity. The Moon and Stars that rest above,The Swan the Eagle and the DoveAnd my Heart with which to LoveThe fairer sex, the best of us. For nothing moves as pleasantly,Not wind nor water nor the tree,as a women who gracefullylives her life in harmony. Her silken hair and glowing smileTouch my soul; and all the...