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 “romance

Touching Me


A soft … gift,

when I can feel her hand,

touch me,

a need,

a certain delight inside me,

perhaps a release, yet, more,

a natural telling,

a desire to know to understand,

to feel this passion,

a journey we have together,

a reach,

is all inside the sweet review of her grasp.

We did arrive

with a kiss, one that let’s me close my eyes,

and yet I leave them open,

so I might see, experience, fall in love,

with your mystery, your walk, the sweet essence,

of her desire being drawn toward me,

her touch,

when I might feel your hand,

touch me.


When Tears Will Not Form


It is that day I do fear,

when in looking in her eyes,

I will seek, I will cry,

yet I will not discover any tear.

 

When we know our lives have gone,

to a new horizon, a simple reality,

then yes it will be my sanity,

discovers I have been granted a newer dawn.

 

I wonder sometimes if it is just me,

alone in my own paradise,

wanting only to show her I am wise,

and yet, the day is gone, I’ve set her free.

 

I want to cry, to cleanse my soul,

though I’d rather not ever allow

this feeling she provides me now

to manifest itself in a defined role.

 

I want your moment with me again,

to follow the urgency of love,

to know that questions remain above

our own tendency to understand when.

 

In the shadows of our sweet memory,

lay the foundation of accepting this we.


The Impact in Interaction


It may seem a likely response,

two people,

when there seems a purpose,

that mutual attraction

we all breathe to yearn, and yet some,

might push the envelope.

 

Such energy is not the case,

when in her eyes, I see a dimension,

this parallel universe,

so easily imagined,

yet powerful in a quiet impact,

that allows years to suddenly

fly beyond our initial interaction.

 

I speak of no impulse, only ready kindness

such impressive grace,

that to imagine otherwise,

would seem only fantasy,

yet in her,

there is a reality in her soft

caress, the nature of love.

 

I wish sometimes I might

answer the questions,

the curiosity drives my mind,

I wish that before an eventual

fall inside the rocks of derision,

we might float above,

let our energy escape

the travesty of confusion.

 

We might easily define ourselves,

in a simple manner,

to acknowledge

the human condition,

is to dissuade any notion

of natural consequence.

 

There is a certain lightness in the air,

when I do accept the circumstance of her.


When Truth Forbids Chance


Oh I have tried,

I do love you with all my being,

and would sacrifice a world,

one filled with reputation and avarice,

for the soul that might challenge

a societal norm.

 

How often would I tell her

she completes the essence of my reason

to examine any notion in my mind.

 

How easily could I look in her eyes

and tell exactly what it was that mattered

to me in the moment.

 

It is always you,

all ways lead to your heart,

and it is me that breaks the path,

by locking onto selfish needs,

rather than the appreciation of just how

magical my life has become with you by my side.

 

Oh to vent a passion like ours,

would write volumes of beauty and grace,

carve into tree trunks, the solid hearts

that symbolize summers and hot spring days,

and impulsive scenarios where two people,

just allowed life to take them in its arms,

and kneel before the starlit sky,

a kiss, a smile, a gasp,

and it was then,

I knew I could know no other love.


A State of Mind Play


I’m working on a plan,

you see,

with every day, I know my routine,

it is safe,

well tucked away,

to the onlooker, it seems probably typical,

the normalcy of an American society,

yet, step inside my game,

and find a completely different world,

one in constant adjustment,

always needing to figure out a new plan.

 

See, recently, we

became a different enigma,

untouchables,

in a manner of speaking,

or even just thinking I suppose,

on our own,

not together in the sense of

any longer wanting the same things.

Though we do,

always want what is best for the other,

often sacrificing our own needs for the happiness,

the, happiness,

that piece of ourselves

that brought us into each other’s arms

so many years ago today.

 

So it is a state of mind thing,

this learning how to live,

in a parallel universe,

seems difficult to touch upon

each other’s soul,

when just out of reach,

no longer sharing that desire

to reach

inside.


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.


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.