NSFW – Adults Only Please – My goal with this page constantly evolves – there was a time when all I wanted was to pique a woman's interest in the hope we connect through writing, dialogue … today, with all of the wonderful inspiration I've received, my need is to further my respect and intrigue in the sensual nature of 'woman' in all of her grace and elegance. I do hope you might enjoy!

Fantasy

Certain Beauty in Repose


Might words draw an artwork around her beauty,

She beget that fair that will cause eye sudden stir.

A man’s glance to ask for sunlight in a stream

Would accentuate sensuality ease frivolity.

Oh then we do wonder what words exist in her,

When in watch, she will heads turn it seem.

A walk would give light to her every step

As perhaps imagine linens do tease inside

A world of private affair, only meant for one.

In that integrity of Grace, we might worship

A sinewy storm of her surreal glance aside

A measured smile, a breeze in privacy undone.

We would that opportunity survey elegance

With eye alive, I do delight we share a glance.

 


Poodle Skirt Afternoons


It certainly is a fantasy,

every man’s dream,

well perhaps,

it is the notion of a certain elegance

hidden to a glance,

a pretty chance,

play with the irresistible nature of desire,

that lust, that splendid piece of …

 

Oh the liberties of the mind when will she sashay

past my way, past my day, upon my

sweet, sassy, display.

 

We all have our favorites,

the nature of a hot summer’s day,

a melody to rock the mind,

the sights of spring moving toward autumn,

we only have this short window

to appreciate the simple beauty of woman,

without the strain,

beyond the compromising fallacy of control,

can we only love,

be able to share our energy together,

to appreciate our most basic need,

the lovely reality of sensuality beyond objectivity.

 

Oh the liberties of the mind when will she sashay

past my way, past my day, upon my

sweet, sassy, display.

 

How I do often wish to know,

just the very chance of understanding purpose,

recognizing innocence in the natural

surrounding of man and woman

in the throes of passion.

We are a simple lot of ignorance,

so often lost in the rapture of an enticement,

we forget quite easily an element of integrity,

which when let go, the ties loosened,

will surely unravel the most chivalrous intent.

 

Oh the liberties of the mind when will she sashay

past my way, past my day, upon my

sweet, sassy, display.

 

Is it remarkable an instance can change my day?

I would hope it might always be this way.


While Watching Sunsets


I do recall the days,

when in an instance,

the reflection,

a sky of amber, burnt orange,

waves of cirrus setting suns,

in that moment,

would she come to mind,

a walk,

a quiet landscape around our lives,

holding truth inside a dream,

one that mingled our reality.

 

I know she is nearby,

with me,

standing close,

her eyes a sweet song

in the late afternoon light,

our hands touch, it begins,

this certain response,

bodies that wish to intertwine,

to dance along one another

in a delightful rendezvous,

plays melody with our passion.

 

Tonight, another sunset,

I count on the spirit of her grace,

is with me always,

sweet sunset provides this energy,

a wanton need to find a lovely

interlude,

a provision allows the delight,

her sensuality,

keeps me watching sunsets.


Because When I Love You


The world around me stops,

until I can see you

There is this force of nature,

the instinct of love,

brings me to my knees

wishes only to hold you near me,

the feel of your long hair in my face,

quiet, sensuality reminds me of just why

I do love you.

 

Tonight, I stood near you,

and though it was a slow, calming, encounter,

I felt a need to somehow

reach across your world and feel beauty,

the soft nature of your scarf, clinging fabric, to know

there is an essence of your presence,

in my eyes tonight,

my greatest satisfaction.

 

Because I do love you,

just saying good-bye for the moment,

would bring a quiet tear,

one that rather than wait around to see a reciprocate,

I would drive away,

certain,

because I know I love you.

 

While around us people would continue

lives in motion,

always remains in my mind,

the reason,

in your eyes, in the feel of your touch,

the soft fabric of a gentle caress,

is clear in my mind, always,

because when I love you,

I know peace.


Always In View


Love

Has time

While always

Age a constant.

Reminders again

Oh the glance of beauty

Quiet lives decide upon

Memory surreal, eyes closed

A gasp will reconcile a caution

Certain agonies – societal flaws.

Weather skylines seduce serenity

Places we traveled find new solace

She looked away – follow design

An occasional glance may

Produce a nostalgic cry.

Sweet memory remain

I look everywhere,

Muse fantasy

Harmony

I smile

Love

 


Sonnet I (Love Begins)


When love began, I chose a summer fire,

Sparkling were embers long extinguished.

When sunlight struck, her sweet world did inspire.

My mental state of mind only now wished

 

Cascades showers of smitten passion true

Where in a world of unknowns, she exists.

I, in need, I hoped her eyes cast a hue,

An elegance, sane man clever resists.

 

I would love her today, day one, hello

My eyes did plead wondering just, until

Might take a pause, survey a quiet glow,

Yes, I am here, you are here, heart still.

 

Oh I did recall summer years ago

When blessed we discovered this do we know.


Wondering Out Loud in Coffee Shop


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Imagine if the world could understand

A woe as troubling in its demand

As the will of man when caught in the grind

Of a wandering mind, lost in remind.

 

Gather steam and feel quiet urgency

His heart suspends, ask certain clemency.

For one short moment, serendipity

Steps forward cries a surreal pity.

 

Glance around the room, today strangers will

Know there is true love by apparent shrill.

For though we call it inevitable

Still as her sweet heart shreds we feel able.

 

Oh to feel her soft caress, distant eyes.

Bring bodies close, let me shadow your cries.