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Words of sensual seeking, of pleasure giving, of kisses, of love found, or lost, or captured, or shared.
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Heat of Day / Well and Truly Fucked *NSFW*
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Posted:Apr 15, 2018 7:56 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2018 6:55 am
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Heat of Day / Well and Truly Fucked
The heat of day is gone
and yet within a deeper heat lives on
my hand down your inner leg does track
your palm nestled rubbing small of my back
we are entwined as tightly ivy and a tree
and still so much closer each wants to be
a deep long kiss and tongue breaches lips
and hand delving between moist thighs slips
a sigh unbidden released as you capture
my edge of hardness a sweet rapture
so my own nimble fingers adeptly set off in pursuit
delving deep as your body arches tartly cute
kiss is broken for a moment so we can say
the words expressing how today we loving play
"I want all your strength vigour and love
be within me from behind below and above
sweet loving lustful eager let us share
in robust fucking show how deep you care
bring every drop of juice boiling to the top
and until the peak is reached do not stop
seek taste of my body ripe on your wicked tongue
together seek to together explosively come
let us break a chair and break this old bed
and our knees from carpet be rubbed raw and red
leave bites and marks of lustful loving clear
to show your passion was close and near
teeth to nip and supple fingers stroking
feed this lust and leave me smoking
worn and tired completely fatigued
before you dare to think to leave"
and from those words our course set
together each the other's rhythm and pace is met
each in sensual admissions does valiantly strive
to the other to a rapture uncontrollably drive
and somewhere between the then and now
we set aside those ordered plans of how
instead allow primal intuition and instinct rule
made pleasure and lust our compass till sated and full
in salty shipwrecked sea-tossed embrace sprawled we lay
exhausted content and satisfied from joyous loving play
your parched lips met mine and tenderly sucked
and then to sleep we drifted well and truly fucked.
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An Ally Sound
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Posted:Apr 15, 2018 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2018 6:53 am
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An Ally Sound
You are strong independent and bright
for your own identity you earned the right
and matters not what world might do
you have the strength to always make it through
so as it begins to rain on your shoulders wear
this warm dry coat to show I care
and when work is worse and feel rundown
in my embrace find an ally sound
a fire flu or bone deep chill
I will care for you until
you are once more on the top
in such rude health world cannot stop
those moments when silence seek
rest with me for things are not bleak
the world always many challenges raise
is never simple and not always full of praise
When you are down let me lend a hand
raise you from the ground until you can stand
with kisses strong let us alliance make
and in our passion let us this Earth shake
when I am looking out for you
I know in love you will look out for me to
is no weakness to take some time
to regather strength and balance to feel fine
life is a rodeo of ups and downs and sometimes throws
you from your seat for that is how true life flows
so take a while in safe harbour of this embrace
the lust we share later together we can chase
for now solace found in warm arms and sweet breath
as together secure and safe we can take life's rest.
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Draw me like one of your French girls Jack
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Posted:Apr 15, 2018 5:54 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2018 7:46 am
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Draw me like one of your French girls Jack
Draw me like one of your French girls Jack
it seems we would all want a bit of that
a little daring outside our comfort zone
find a lover with a talent to bestow on us alone
a stick of charcoal and those sensual fingers rub
later over the wash basin hard need to scrub
to raise the black from beneath the nails
and smudges from your body as it never fails
slightly vulnerable naked and alluring
the poor lad knows not of this wooing
this is not the art of lines and shades
this is love's duel of flashing blades
and lying there across from him he has lost
his heart is taken and it is the sweetest loss
not Pyrrhic this defeat is a phallic victory
for as he sketches his flaccid state is history
his interest in his eyes and how face glows
and her beguiling smile says oh how she knows
the allure of something different and erotic
cleans the spirit of being timid and neurotic
a lover who can take you where you would not go
love you in a car on the deck where cargo stow
Jack will you draw me is the oldest ploy
from a girl showing greatest interest in a boy
though the gender truly doesn't matter
if the lines between you you wish to shatter
take their special skill and make it yours
ask your lover to sketch you without your drawers
a glowing erotic example of boudoir art
showing you as your lover's seductive tart
for lying naked in the shadows of a stateroom
how a Rose does there truly shine and bloom
acknowledging the strength of her passion grown
and all the stronger for love being known
as he sketches smudges and draws
both drawn inescapably deeper into love's jaws.
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To The End of Day
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Posted:Apr 15, 2018 8:06 am
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2018 10:53 pm
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To The End of Day
Tie me to the end of the day
Drag me down with dusk
As birds fall silent and workers turn
For the known pleasures of home
I will be eagerly greeting night
And more eagerly greeting you
Our kisses meet as light fades
As close as horizon and starlight
Blending together in sharp explosion
Of last rays of the day
And you are the Moon bright
And I am the dark of night
How you shine in the darkness
Always new and fresh and full
Or so I see always you
Of dancing thoughts and heartbeat warm
Our love we share until the dawn
And then you take your leave
And in the daylight I am left to mourn
The fact we must part
Which is why my heart’s desire
Is for you to tie me to the end of day
So at the earliest moment I can greet you
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When you wait on Time
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Posted:Apr 15, 2018 6:50 am
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2018 6:05 pm
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When you wait on Time
See future ahead
days spent till dead
hopes warm once cold
of being there to hold
the beautiful person of you
so much better I view
than you seem to often think yourself
and that makes me feel helpless
not being there to lift you up
not being the one there to help
a disappointment to who I am
when feel I can't do the things I can
allowing life to carry me on
rather than being strong
turning fate's finger to another point
putting life's nose out of joint
just enough to claim your love
just enough to set you above
all the other things in life
above my own troubled strife
above breathing or eating
seeking the dream completing
and glimpsing in you the path
to escape my own inner wrath
instead see future ahead
the time stale till I am dead
how hopes froze cold
and you will never be there to hold.
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this true web cam love
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Posted:Apr 13, 2018 8:35 am
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2018 11:49 pm
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this true web cam love
Strangers twisting in the wind
neither sure why there are here
but knowing it is a hell of a lot better
than being somewhere lly out there
in stockings black and fishnet seams
the lips are those of dreams
high gloss and sparkling frost
a seductive entwining tongue
teetering forward on 10 inch heels
the thoughts are vinyl and leather
mini skirt short and straps
slung over shoulders and around
a repressed Pope's version of
a pornographic harness tight
all silver buckles sparkling in the light
this is the attraction desirable
the erotic rush as the light comes on
staring down the lens of the web cam
as the blinking red light comes on
seeing self in the screen
and knowing this is true love.
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Where You Are
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Posted:Apr 13, 2018 12:07 am
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2018 6:46 am
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Where You Are
The universe wants to know who you are
or maybe it is just my aching heart
for I still haven't got a clue
maybe I once met you at work
or we passed on the street
and in some minor miracle of chemistry
was tied me to you for the rest of history
as your aroma of pheromones and perfumes passed
is that why nothing else seems to ever last
or are you still out there somewhere
so far distant might as well be in another galaxy
whiling another your time whittling
at a chunk of wood becoming a bird
reading large books by George RR Martin
and drinking wine and coffee
to stay awake as you wait life's call
to say I have finally turned up
or maybe you are too busy for all of that
you have meals to make and clothes to repair
your 's hair to brush and taxi-ing to
and from their many social engagements
you don't notice any missing piece
have no sense of wistfulness
for a something else you do not possess
for another life the like of which
you could never fathom or guess
so alien from who you are now
shaped by environment and time
to no longer need my embrace
to not care for the passion I hold
and how we might our bodies sensual mould
together and in a corner of our own
build a universe more loving and profound
than any we have already lived
or any universe and life and love so far found.
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potful of ashes
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Posted:Apr 12, 2018 12:08 am
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2018 7:20 am
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potful of ashes
A potful of ashes
dumped into your soul
no fertiliser of the heart
as if you are coming apart
when they say no
and the tides turn
everything easy now against
the numbing cold bites
no fresh insights
confused tangle of wrongs
every right is wrong
earth scorched of hope
need a friend
to listen to words
tumbled out and incoherent
ease the bruising
be a poultice
taking poison out
and bringing warmth back
and if none there
the silence loud presses in
seems skin burns
an itch and a twitch
nerves all unaligned
from world now apart
to love deaf dumb and blind
such a bind
when yes is no
and a potful of ashes
rather than blooms rising
in your heart.
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Blossoms Across My Warm Skin
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Posted:Apr 11, 2018 7:28 am
Last Updated:Apr 13, 2018 12:08 am
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Blossoms Across My Warm Skin
On the beach
eyes closed tight
can still feel touch of Sun
sense the glare as if
my eyes were open to the light
so warm the air
soft the beach beneath
the waves lapping lullaby
gradually I ease to sleep
and then it seems I wake
though hard to tell
for my eyes are closed
and the Sun still shines
water lapping sighs
and in my thoughts
a fresh new burst of heat
those kisses which you bring
around my neck as a lei
blossoms across my warm skin
the pink tip of tongue
such lush rich lips
all of Summer in that touch
all of tang of sea
all of you and all of me
the Sun above dims
in comparison to that kiss
or is it your shadow over me
as you bend and lips deend
in kissing warm beside the sea.
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Red Lights Green Lights Amber
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Posted:Apr 10, 2018 11:04 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2018 6:52 am
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Red Lights Green Lights Amber
red lights green lights amber
as through the gears I clamber
hot and sweaty in this thought
as if a racing driver in heatwave caught
you are the very top of the line ride
which any automobile connoisseur would pride
every panel taut and hand made
you put all others in the shade
even at idle you are growling
at the lights seems you are prowling
those headlights wide dazzle me
and for a moment I cannot see
any other than you pulsing here
and our travels brings us ever near
I run my hand down your naked flanks
you ask if I am only firing blanks
I sense the thump of power under your hood
as you ask if I am up to no good
the way to handle you is as the best only know
as Ferrari or Maserati or Lamborghini Diablo
such horsepower and agility and speed
so much more than for commuting I need
and yet I linger and leaning down I kiss
and upon your shiny flank leave a mist
and I would swear you purr once more
and call out in Italian how about amore
an automobile or a lady I am unable to tell
and would being with you be heaven or be hell
for divas demanding often seem more perfect reclined
outside real life and in the words of poetic rhyme.
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Day Dreaming
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Posted:Apr 10, 2018 7:46 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2018 10:11 pm
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Day Dreaming
Staring out the window day dreaming
wondering if you are ever scheming
as I am to meet somewhere alone
to escape the work and turn off the phone
unwrap our cool corporate civility
practice some heated erotic symmetry
two sets of legs twisted as candy round each other
having one long kiss and hungrily wanting another
so morish and clawish as we eager tryst
scent of dab of perfume on your wrist
the delicate and the natural mix
as we scratch this incessant itch
tongue to lick and explore
lift nectar springing from core
hands to stroke and caress and brush
until another sensual touch is to much
we writhe and spiral uncontrolled upward to peak
where breathless together we cannot speak
hanging from a vibrating tether of pleasure
then an explosion of sensation we cannot measure
just know this bright joy and rippling ecstasy
and wondering if you are daydreaming like me.
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How Many Before and After?
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Posted:Apr 9, 2018 5:17 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2018 6:41 am
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How many before
and how many will there be after
and you looked into my face
and chased my thoughts with laughter
if we are forever
then those future others are never
and I replied as straight faced as I could
well forever is forever if you would
but if so I do intend
to wear you down to a nub
like a pencil used too often
so we shall wear each other out in love
rubbing against each other
brushing caressing kissing and finessing
from one orgasm to the next
from one day to the following week
as lovers expanding ever outwards
to the infinite bounds of the universe
and if the universe with our loving we fill
then for a moment static all will be still
till the whole of love life and universe implode
and you and I are back at beginning
and I am asking questions facile
about how many before and after
and warming myself in your laughter.
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book love
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Posted:Apr 9, 2018 12:27 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2018 6:35 am
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book love
from cover to cover
let me be your lover
the vellum of your skin
soft and warm and cream
upon it passions write
make you burn bright
as a candle in the dark
as a bonfire in a park
let us share our heat
let our thoughts meet
express every sentence
of the tale you would speak
reveal to me between lines
the pauses of your breath
as at each chapter rest
before plunging on
embracing and chasing
imprint of your kisses
every one a fresh edition
from first to twenty-seventh
always rich and desired
as love you from
cover to cover
under the titles
of joy and pleasure
ecstasy and love.
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