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!

Posts tagged “desire

When While This Way


I wonder the fragrance of her hair,

when nestled in her shoulder, lips touch skin,

Let me breathe in your sense

before you leave me forever.

For it is that permanence

occurs every time I say good bye

to her.

Today I have been watching time

wishing only some sign,

an indication that tells me I am not crazy,

that this is real,

the ache I feel is the response to losing her.

 

I wanted summer to be alive with love,

a shower of affection like a late summer rain,

the two of us, soaked linens, laughing,

kissing each other in the constance

of a watery memory,

the times we would together,

flatter each other

with a certain elusive desire.

 

Yet it is today I stand

alone,

I wonder how much longer she can

let my need to share sensual dreams

with her,

her being by my side,

the scent of her,

lovely elegance,

stays in my mind,

forever.


A Time Before Love


There is a valley,

we all have a vantage point,

it carries a visual acumen,

filled with a variable progress.

 

I often wonder of accurate planning

the desire is action together

Yet we know acrimony might ensue

certainly we obscure our agency to love.

 

Would we in time languish desire,

that eternal love allows change

when what we long remains

always beyond lament’s labor.

 

If when we understand the truth

our lives would use simple time,

our world might utilize a passion

discreet yet real, a union met.

 

Can we begin to earn our truths

without the fear of every venue

combing the grounds to even the fare,

the beauty in love’s eternal eye.

 

Value allow love unusual ease.

 

 

 


A Quiet Walk


I took a walk today,

we did,

a quiet stroll along the river,

we did,

lush leaves in a deep valley,

we spoke,

very little of anything.

 

What is it happens when two souls,

meant to share time,

do experience a fresh rainfall, wet leaves

while the journey continues

there isn’t a word shared, in fact there is

quiet reality.

I wonder if now might be anything like the same …

 

We do take walks together,

hands held,

we stroll into a sunlit summer

afternoon,

our eyes do search for one another,

all the time,

we know our lives are meant a freedom.

 

Now, the twilight speaks to mind,

wonder about her,

curious about him and the evening,

without her,

It is always that way we both agree,

until when,

there is a time when our walk will be

the same.


Analogous Answers


We sat in the quiet of an afternoon,

hands held, felt, smoothed, traced,

we struggled with our eyes today,

a desire to find, unwind, to define.

 

Let’s return to touch for a minute,

we know each other’s response,

a quiet sort of sweet, solemn love

always with us wherever the need.

 

A suggestion made at one point,

A reach, a desire to comfort her,

easily noticed and always allowed,

for there is love in the moment.

 

I know that now the term I sing,

‘if you love someone, set them free’

cannot be asked about or known,

the idea simply will become the mean.


She Walks Ahead


Outside a romantic air,

indicates love,

we might intertwine fingers

to please one another,

the skin that alive arouses a moment,

when least anticipated,

I see to be enticed.

Sunset allows a measure of time,

the changing hour,

when our passions become a yearn,

a need, a want, a smile, a taste,

a hand dives alongside thighs alive.

 

We walk, talk, imagine next,

find allowance for a separation,

knowing soon our bodies

intertwined,

will share an evening sky

together.


A Simple Layered Elegance


Her robes did convert her elegance

into a certain delight,

the long, sinewy nature of legs,

drawn inside the fabric,

a hand could reach and tease skin,

always aware,

the notion needed to dive inside,

yet for now she was spectacular,

the ribboned designs,

rainbows and blended lines

caressed her body in a way

that eyes would follow forever,

wanting everything inside,

a thoughtful exploration

would carry me further,

only if when I glanced in her eyes …

yes!


In Respect to Time


Know me when I suggest, the time it took to favor love,

is like a flashing seen by few, yet felt eternally.

It is that moment when your eyes do sparkle

when your hair holds luster,

your legs, oh my …

 

When time allows my love to reach for your heart,

a slow methodical touch of passion that would suggest,

when gone again, I will love you from afar,

until next time,

until your eyes avail my desire.

 

Oh I cannot define the hours of need,

when my body yearns to feel the center of your dreams.

I only ask for this moment to become a memory,

all told a nostalgia repeats itself whenever could

our lives cross paths with importance and purpose.

 

We are the delicious nature of an instinctual reality,

it is that time we are known

the time it takes,

the moment when two lives become one,

oh to favor time.