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. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Posts tagged “silks



a tease of passion

knelt before my eyes

eager an irony known

melts my memory,

expressive in her delivery

newly fashioned arousal

overt gestures leave me calling

wishful, only her actions

sensual in sweet silks

I unravel my body,

– respond only to her will.

Wild Reality of Arousal


if you close your eyes,

imagine her for a moment,

just as she is,

her body reclines without interruption,

perhaps completely naked,

she is so very attractive,

add a shade of lingerie,

perhaps a grey with a fabric suggestive,

I think now she is attractive

while becomes enticing.

Imagine, eyes still closed,

reclined in that settee that I love,

a dash of sweet lingerie could be anywhere,

yet now it simply is there, mingling with her skin,

that very connection the slide of grey along her naked skin,

will begin to create a sensation.

Gather in your hands a new fabric of silk,

and while her aroused form turns to allow her own resulting pleasure,

his hands drape the silk, let’s color her olive as the fabric

drifts atop the sudden air of novelty to land

across her bodice while open legs create a crevice of soft touch,

glance now at her eyes, she is awakened by this noise,

the sweet inner chaos of specific moves to alight her skin,

then that smile – perhaps a kiss with caramelized lips,

the sort that open her eyes to a certain delicious taste,

the reality of arousal.