Topic: MY POETRY (erotic, romantic and deep) | |
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Edited by
JRonin
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Thu 07/04/13 11:25 PM
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Here are 3 of my original works. Please let me know what you think below, or if you're feeling bold, message me directly!
CLEANSE Water hits from showerhead, in a sustained, warm cascade down my front and back skin lights up as I breathe in shallow breaths the depth of my mind's eye mired in steam and a shape behind the foggy glass partition that now opens to reveal that same shape, sultry and sensual as she slides the glass back joining me she is glorious her shape is perfection her lips purse wanting, needing to be kissed her body shivers when the water cascades down her back and front her hair matted and close, clinging to her supple, soft skin My ardor cannot be held in much longer as I lean forward and take her into my open arms she relaxes immediately, closes her eyes rests her head on my shoulder Her arms lock around my neck we stand there, enjoying the quiet the only sound is the water the only other element, the steam the only mood passing between us: contentment. The promise of her lips beckons again. Begging, almost. Her wishes shall be fulfilled. Her lusting heart, sated. An hour passes before the water turns off... and we are huddled on the floor, catching our breath, skin tingling, bodies cooling down replete and satisfied. Contentment achieved. She cannot find the words... I tell her it's okay, I know she wants to be held. She knows I want to hold her. So I do. Minutes pass. She is drowsy. I put her to bed, kiss her forehead. And lie beside her, watching her sleep. I hope her dreams are golden! ************************************************************ 2. GLEAN I glean for I cannot state or witness how lovely this creature is with her long locks of raven hair tresses with the brilliance of silk they shine and bounce with her smile, exquisite the way it highlights and enhances her natural beauty I can only glean what she has on her mind either I can hope someday it will be me or I can take the action to do more than glean. Palms sweat as my feet bring me closer to her I hyper ventilate but control barely returns I feebly clear my throat and she turns my way I am stunned speechless! Seraphs of heaven! She's more beautiful than I ever... "Uh....hi." her voice is a measured timbre as if an angel was speaking with tones of radiant melodies I clear my throat summoning up my confidence in order to say the first thing that enters the incalculable fray I call my comprehension to utter the phrase "Hello." But instead three words come out, and I go white as a sheet, awash with embarrassment! Her friends laugh out loud behind her, one of them tugs her away... off she goes...with them. my head and heart sink as I shuffle away, dejected and miserable why did I say that? Stupid stupid stupid! Hours later after drowning my sorrows in a milk shake, there is a message on my laptop. Its from...her? It is. I hover over the read button.... and with a deep steadying breath, I click. It reads: No one's said that to me in years. Brave. Very brave. I cant respond to that in kind right now, but if you're up for it, I'd like to go for a cup of coffee. sincerely, Her. I smile, overjoyed and write her back. years pass. coffe becomes courting becomes meeting her friends becomes meeting her family becomes falling in love with her even more as the years roll by. I'm standing at a pulpit in a tuxedo, holding her hands, adjacent to a holy man. Hours later we are alone in the honeymoon suite. Her head is on my chest and its been a long day. We're lounging on the couch for now. We'll retire to bed later, but all is contentment. Still as beautiful as ever with her disheveled hair and white wedding gown on, her head picks up to look at me. "It's time to respond now..." she says. I give her a puzzled stare. "...to the first words you said to me when we met those years ago." After a glorious consummation with her leading me into the bedroom, after hours of wonderful time spent making love, both gently, and a few times more luridly, she lays in my arms. Im beyond content when she utters her response to me from all those years ago. "I love you too." Our eyes close and my last thought is that I could die here, but to live with her as the years go by is much more preferable. I no longer need to dream, or glean. Reality is good enough. ******************************************************************** 3. PERCHANCE TO DREAM You crawled into bed behind me as i was fitful in my sleep, my troubled nightmares turning into bliss as you whispered close to my ear, "I am here. Sleep unplagued, beloved." You repeated as needed when the nightmares resurfaced... ......morning came..... the sun shone.... ......my eyes opened.... ....you were gone.... .....but the bed was warm where you'd been.... ...and so my day began with a contented smile that never left my face. ************************************************** FEEL FREE TO LEAVE COMMENTS BELOW AND THANKS FOR READING! MORE TO COME SO CHECK BACK HERE OFTEN IF YOUD LIKE! ![]() |
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thank you for sharing these with us they are beautiful.....
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thank you for sharing these with us they are beautiful..... ![]() well you'll be happy to know there are gonna be more where these came from. thanks and keep cool, tifa. nice name by the way. |
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All very nice writes
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All very nice writes Another person with excellent taste. thanks! |
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Always a good read
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Ur work is masterful
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Hawt, hawt, hawt!!!....
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You like it! You really like it!
![]() er, uh, I mean......yeah, cool. ![]() lol thanks everyone. |
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Hawt, hawt, hawt!!!.... ![]() Thanks, thanks, thanks!!!... ![]() And may I say you have quite strikingly good looks!! Saw your pic and said to myself "Wait....what the heck is Faye Dunaway doing on this site?" |
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