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 “poetry

Remember Happiness


Remember when we do find each other’s eyes,

a smile begins,

we don’t wish for the grand prize,

for we each win.

 

Remember it is happiness,

when wondering why,

the essence of this certain bliss,

is often left with a cry.

 

Remember that I love you,

with ever fiber

in my being I search above,

to know the answer.

 

Remember that first kiss,

we nervous as children,

wanted nowhere to miss

the idea of this our sojourn.

 

Each time I hold you in my arms,

the kiss will always, remember.


There Was This Kiss


A slow, purposeful glance of lips,

eyes check,

a need to watch pleasure,

to know he is searching forever,

it seems,

each time the kiss

begins another journey,

he dives in wanting to seek shelter

in the mystique

of sweet sensuality,

her gasp,

his manner,

she returns to find him,

he is lost,

yet so very found when she

holds his breath with

a quiet touch.


Lives Travel


To be so close,

a step in this direction,

a quiet moment of reflection,

to know nearby,

an energy,

hers,

her grace and subtle tear,

so very poignant, apparent,

a purposeful posit of love.

 

Two cosmic travels ago,

we did our lives intersect,

that moment,

the visual notice of each other,

in a familiar setting,

so close,

enough to reach and touch each other’s

long quieted soul.

Oh, to know that moment

has changed my world forever,

in that eternal schema

of what is matter,

and how does chance include

the absolute of our

sweet reckoning.

 

I am here,

as are you,

always,

my heart intersects the lines of sweet

innocence plays the strings of our lives.


Happy Second Chapter


peaceful energy

sensual sweet synergy

lovely melody


We Walk Together


We think with a similar stride,

a stroll,

the mind carried away,

inside this world of shadows and mystique.

I in my own quiet,

imagine her as she moves,

such grace I have seen before,

yet now,

I’m left creating a visual

takes me to a place,

like a ledge upon the end of my earth.

I would fall in forever,

if I knew she might be holding me

while the soil dissolves below my grasp.

 

When in the darkest corner of my nightmare,

I am suddenly pulled aside

given a light to find my way,

her words,

it is in the sweet realized beauty of

her soul,

that I might breathe again,

the shallow walls of anxiety,

slowly slip away,

as a familiar energy, fills my heart

so I may float toward the sky.

 

The walk we share in stride,

is the path I choose,

I wander in my own solace,

knowing I may hold her hand,

so together our travels,

open avenues toward sweet peace.


Sensual Dream


When I close my eyes,

I feel

her,

that simple grace,

in a moment,

when all of my desire,

seems centered,

her,

the sweet nectar of passion,

soft, supple, sensual

a wanton blend of

yes, this is me,

and I am with you

now,

this moment,

captured in an eternal surreal memory.

To reach,

to find, explore,

in a caress, in a sweet travel,

while our horizon remains the same,

inside our own quiet remedy,

is a journey,

only responsive to each other.

 

Show me please …

your eyes.

 


Taking A Walk In Love


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Oh, it is that simple,

a walk, together two soul,

a forest we know,

some discretion amidst the peril

of a reality we both cherish.

 

“What do you see” she asked,

I replied,

eventually it was the lush surrounding,

at first described a path,

with lots of green, and then,

there became this journey,

rolled out before our very eyes,

I did see

forever.

It was there I then shared words.

 

We found sweet seclusion,

just off the beaten path,

it is a familiar notion,

as we have all walked on edge,

wondering about the next bend,

in the road.

I felt her fingertips intertwine

with my own,

let her lead me to a

certain shelter in the rain.

 

It was there I leaned in,

she accepted,

I gently moved further,

she swooned,

I gathered in her energy,

for that is the key,

I felt in the moment,

to have her in my arms,

look over the natural habitat,

and wonder

together,

where was our place in the storm.

 

I did kiss her with reason,

she felt safe in my arms,

while we watched the world around us,

evolve as it naturally should.

 

We two, together

became quiet listeners.