I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. My words and notions will I hope respond in poetic verse of many genre and style. Come along and please share your ideas and insights. Thank you for your visit.

Posts tagged “oils

Beauty In Oils


Eyes close,

imagine drops,

they’ll land wherever she need,

hands to follow, perhaps whole bodies.

let’s go back, think about the touch …

hot oils cause a sensation,

an eye roll of pleasure,

just that instance, knowing she is being


a sensual journey begins with smiles.

Perhaps candle-wax for the daring,

a single drop to encase a nipple,

hardens around her delight, your delight, our delight,

surely, that taut nature of her arousal,

might soon shed the wax,

like a blossom,

yet one, to taste with vigor,

a delicious sentiment in oils.

Now eyes closed again,

she has readied ideas,

lets her hands draw inside to feel skin,

alive, aroused, tingling as touch,

anywhere begins,

while the oils remain nearby …

we the private audience delight

to visualize your beauty.


* photo found on pinterest

Would You Imagine


If while you lay patient

knowing safe

a drop of oil

a slow process draw

more drops

the notion of arousal

taking over your entire body,

that feeling of skin, that no matter how,

touched, breathed upon,

anywhere on your delicious self,

can react as well as an isolated nipple,

a secular driving tongue on your center,

yet these are oils,

just drops upon  your neck

breasts naked in the breeze

untouched while your hands lay upon your side,

for only my mouth will spend hours,

licking the sweet nectar

pours along your lines

that if standing would soon cover

aching bosom …

eyes closed

my mouth asunder

every inch working your delight,

you can feel it to your toes,

that at least is my hope,

from there we will find your

moment, your awesome, remarkable ability

to let your self go, to climax in the simple

tease, taste, taunting nature of

such slender avenue of arousal.

Drop Lets


felt upon skin,

touch, ta-touch, ta …

finger tips wet,

slide, soothe, senses,

drawn gentle followers together

slow circles,

several rapid in succession,


letting oils drip upon her skin,

with every drop

let my senses begin …

I am aroused by you in my mind,

a delicious woman,

naked on white linens,

body oil in hand,

my eyes upon you,

glisten in afternoon shades,

a slow methodical caress,

wet fingertips again,

slide to a rise, and rest upon …

twist and tease,

my mouth-watering to take you,

I am rising to your imagination;

let your fingertips bring you alive.

I want to watch your oils,

find the crevices in your skin,

you will soon address,

with eyes closed,

letting your hands travel,

until natural lotions merge,

with your active response …

circles now purposeful,

pressure, find that …

right there, yes, I want that to happen.

I stroke my ego, imagining I am there,

yet, only now,

can I believe the beauty, the sensual nature

of your personal journey …