On the horizon, a wall looms,
we reach inside for garden tools,
protect the hibiscus, secure the lawn
decorations – that peace of mind.
What happens next,
we cannot control,
yet why is it in our own lives,
that survival, is all we try to do,
mask the insecurity so no one might know,
deep inside we are as
frail to the notion of real as is the vine
sudden storm clouds will rip apart.
Nature always wins,
despite the efforts of many,
to hide the furthest
indication of that surreal
We are in a constant role
to play the advocate,
understand the dynamic,
realize the consequence,
of a passionate trial.
We might suggest that he
takes over the moment,
when really we wonder,
does he know that underneath
that submission, her own
needs are truly being
blown away by the chaotic
release of her unbridled
desire to have him lead
his divine toward
her delicious garden.
For that is the case
when one time she
cried, a soft gasp
with uttered pleas,
she suggested he
might ‘detain’ her
by acquiescent play.
Allow his mind to
embrace the notion of
control, a giving,
the playful nature
that defines her soul,
his wrath, her elegance.
Sans the one
the other surely
lose his grip.
I stepped out of a refreshing shower
she is waiting
a bit thrown by her words
‘lay down for me please’
her hand reaches to drop the towel,
I’ve wound around cleansed waist,
my arousal is piqued as I slide onto
a freshly made bed
hot summer heat.
Her eyes direct me arms spread to corners
gently her hands move my ankles apart,
her smile is wet with a tongue ready,
“close your eyes’
I do in a moment of pure delight
breathless I feel her knees press into the bed,
her hands rest between my arms and chest,
skin touch while now a taste
only her tongue slow slides
I naturally rise into her mouth
and she caps my head with her lips
tongue still busy inside.
it is me now grasping the edges of my bed
my feet driving into the bed post
while she buries me inside her wet lips,
hands pull to my shaft, one cups me underneath
I am beside myself with abandon
I start to rock, she stops
pulls her mouth off of my cock,
‘lay still’ she says with a smile,
I close my eyes again with desire,
now for the finish it seems for her pace
purposeful, firm grasp and slide,
lips and tongue teasing and drawing all of me,
fast again, and fast I am blind,
as she sucks my life’s glow complete.
I lay naked on the bed, feel her get off the mattress,
‘open your eyes now’ she says from a distance
I do to find her naked in the doorway,
beautiful and woman in all of her elegance
“Happy Birthday” with a capricious smile
and disappears into the morning sunlight.
time for breakfast.
eyes roll back,
smile removed for pursed lips
sort of wide,
head rolls back,
eyes close tight, open again for air,
gasp, lips open, no time for tongue,
simply hanging on,
eyes watching the ceiling,
nothing else, focused on that one tile,
mouth clenched tight, working toward …
eyes roll back, hands reach to hold hair,
then release to grasp the ends of the mattress.
a smile returns,
somewhat bewildered … gasp
resting gasp, one with delicious tones,
a greeting again,
eyes open looking directly,
smile … thankful