Also on Eclectic Unconfined
once crisp cotton sheets
tumbled on the floor
wisps of dreams
hands in my hair
teeth on my shoulder
the press of hips
driving against thighs
this welcome weight
satin sated flesh
anise spiced whispers
drowsy sweet caress
moonlight on ivory
we melt together
30 August 2015
who is this sleeping angel in my bed
what sweet thoughts curve your lips
where do your dreams take you my love
why do I find the urge to kiss you irresistible
when morning light illuminates you vulnerability
how could I not press my lover’s advantage
… to my every question
24 July 2015
Reposted from Eclectic Unconfined (18+)
You don’t know what it’s like…
It seems my Achilles tendon is wrapped round my heart-strings
And those ties that bind, how they clip my wings
Ribbons and bows to tie up pretty things
Tourniquets stem the flow but the razor blade still stings
A hangman’s noose, a Gordian Knot
Hobbled by your indifference
What you wove and then
12 June 2015
Do you feel it?
Do your fingertips tingle with the memory of caressing my skin?
Do your hands tremble with desire to mould and squeeze every inch of my body to your own?
Do your arms reach for me during thunderstorms or when the scent of jasmine is on the wind?
Does your body ache with desire for the phantom pressure of my back cradled against your chest?
Do you fall asleep sated and at peace, holding onto the ghostly contours that are what you still own of me?
Then don’t keep me waiting any longer…
28 May 2015
The first language is touch…