In My Dreams

When I close my eyes I see you

I feel your breath

Hot on my neck

I smell your scent

strong and manly

I feel your hands

caressing my skin

I embrace your touch

and fall into your arms

You undress me slowly

enjoying my every curve

Tantalizing my breasts

my nipples now erect

You feel the drops of dew

on the petals of my flower

Your manhood firm with passion

Fills me with pleasure

I feel your every desire

and I submit to you

Your Paradise

I seem to lose myself as I gaze into your eyes.

The electricity in your touch-controls me.

Your long deep kisses-enslave me.

*I am all yours*

I pray you make me cum.........

back down to earth knowing that this moment was & is real.

I want to be a part of your paradise.

I wish to be your fantasy.

Your love has captured me.

Take me.

Take me to your most intimate thoughts.

Let me.

Let me be the one that completes you.

Hold me.

Hold me tight as you make love to me, for I melt with your every thrust.

Feel me.

Feel me deep inside as you slip in & out of me.

Touch me.

Immerse my soul with your eternal love.

Experience me.

Taste my sweetness.

Penetrate my being.

My body burns for yours, hot passion I exude.

I can feel the adrenaline accelerating through.

I moan louder & louder as you hit me harder & harder.

High on your ecstacy, can't imagine not ever having my dose of your love....

Your mind....

Your body....

Your soul....

*I want it all*

Your Paradise....take me there

Where I Sit

This

is where

I seek out

sea shells from the sea shore and sandy beach.

I harvest grains of sand in my mind's eye

watching pebbles

wavering

where I

sit.

Passion's Dance

Skin glistening, shimmering, touching

Hands freely roaming

Exploring... discovering

Every hidden spot

Feather like kisses

In the most vulnerable areas

Euphoric high

Drinking in the taste

Of sweetness

Alluring scent of sex

Magnificent hardness

Fully erect

Sensual caresses

Breasts with peaks of pink

Lips upon lips

Ravenous thirst needing to be quenched

Chest against chest, beating hearts

Thundering in tune

On top start out slow

More intense with each sensation

Building up, moving faster

Penetrating deeper

Hands gripped tightly

Holding my hips

Eyes meet and look deep

Ecstasy in full bloom

Whispers of lust

Want and desire

Pearls of sweat

Upon sun kissed beauty

Defined... strong arms

Wrapped around my body

Sends a fire through my being

Heaving chests, quickness of breath

Our fingers intertwined, locked

Back arched as each thrust is met

Waves of pleasure take over

Uttered moans of ultimate bliss

Climbing higher faster

Climaxing like never before

Whimpers, groans, cries of unspeakable delight

Reaching beyond passion

Body shakes, fingers tremble

Satisfaction achieved once more

Passion's Dance......

Sipping Life...

Sip....

Just sit there,

and sip the

the coffee of

your life.

Beg....

Just kneel on

your aching

knees

and beg...

Forgiveness in

redemption.

Cry....

Lie alone

all by yourself.

Cry your pain

away while

your hands

stay stained.

Speak....

Talk to yourself-

Did anyone hear?

Tell yourself

secrets untold.

Hope....

Think about

the good and

the bad.

Toss those

thoughts around.

Pray....

Tell God

your sad story.

Whispering to

the ceiling

and sky.

He's not in

your ceiling;

not in the

space of time.

Try your heart.

Love....

Contemplate

the action of

the reaction.

Faith....

Just feel it

running through

you. Do you

have it in

something or

nothing at all?

Sip....

Just sit there

and sip the

coffee of

your life. With

no thought

of future

rise or fall.

Sip...Just sip.

Lust Not Love

Shivers and trembles of anticipation passes

through my body,

As I lay quivering; waiting for you.

I feel my juices start to flow more as you

gaze lustfully at my body,

Reaching out with your hand you caress my

aching body,

Sliding your hand up to

my wet tight garage,

your fingers greedily touch my sweet juices.

The walls convulse tightly around your fingers,

as they work their magic on me.

As I lay there moaning and squirming,

you bring your hot mouth down

and gently glide your tongue up and down to

tease my g spot.

Licking back and forth,

you are delighted by my reactions;

Your member throbs with anticipation.

Eagerly you try to bring me to ecstasy,

but I stop you.

Stroking my hands all over your body-

I bring them to your throbbing member.

Hearing you moan with satisfaction

of my touch,makes me wetter than before.

I replace my hands with my hot, eager mouth.

I slide my tongue up and down

- teasing you endlessly;

Tormenting you by gently suckling on

your hard shaft.

Almost bringing you to the brink of sanity

-you stop me-

Throw me roughly against the wall.

Than you shove your car deep inside my garage,

and bring us both to an awesome climax.

Reaching Out

Angry and frustrated at times.

Feeling like the inside of me, is no longer alive.

Trying to reach out and make a connection.

In return, getting no love or affection.

No longer wanting to go on.

We've lost that special bond.

The love we had is no longer there.

It's to the point that I really don't care.

I need some love and attention.

Among other things, I just won't mention.

Wanting someone to be here for me.

I guess it may never be.

My Princess Poem

photo by Sophie Rata

Though art my princess

My love you will always be

I’ll be by your side forever

If you’ll be by me

I’ll slay thine dragons

And protect thee

But all I ask is your heart

That is my small fee

I’ll ride into battle

Upon your command

As long as I can kiss you

That is all I demand

The weight of the world

Is heavy on your shoulders

Let me help you carry it

You can’t carry boulders

You are my princess

And I am your knight

Carrying you away,

Protecting you from the dark night

by Liason

The Voice Of Seduction

It was another lonely evening

In another lonely bar

When across the crowded gathering

I see, there you are

Intoxicating beauty and grace and poise

Seemingly unaffected by the crowd and the noise

I watched you deflect suitors by the dozen

Hovering about and stalking you like a coven

I sat and we talked and I no longer had a choice

Uncommon beauty and a lively intelligence

A rare combination beneath such a lovely countenance

And, oh lord, such an exquisite voice

Low and breathy, full of promise

The voice of seduction

Eroticism, witticism, full of compassion

A voice that prompts thoughts of

Nights of wild abandon

Of full moons.... Above warm tropical rains

Of long moonlit walks on the sands

Of fine wines and candlelit dinners

Of mountain log cabins with crackling fires

Of romantic destinations, nights filled by sighs

A woman whose conversation is an event

Intelligent, inventive, romantic, and heaven-sent

Knowledgeable about so many subjects

With a voice that entrances sweet and direct

A woman's maturity and a little girl's innocence

Simple naivete and seductive temptress

A complex woman without a doubt

A siren perhaps, singing to tout

Chivalry, sensitivity, and romance

Qualities begging for enhancement

In men the world over

Therefore the key to this maiden of myth

Is to make sure that she is never bereft

Of the qualities she so richly deserves

Do this to ensure that her love will be preserved.

by Mark Acciard

Tighten my grip

photo by Rankin

As the sun begins to set

And another day is winding down

I still cant seem to forget

The love that I found.

Every day is meant to get easier

But every fine detail still recurring in my head

Devastated I'm not the one to please her

Feeling so replaced, lifeless, dead.

As the sun begins to rise

My heart still twisted and severed

I still cant seem to tame the cries

Yet another struggle lay ahead.

I cry, I yell, I hurt, I yearn

As I adapt to this healing procedure

Realizing with pain comes a lesson learnt

Soon you will be a case of amnesia

Every day my grip is tightening

From drowning in my sorrows

Your absence becoming less frightening

Knowing a better day will come tomorrow!

by Kelly

Once Again

photo by Zena Holloway

I promised myself I'd never fall once more,

The look in his eye I would just ignore.

I tried not to notice the gentle way he touched my skin,

My heart, I knew, I would not let him win.

Then something happened, and I finally let go,

I let him love me, and loved him more than he'll ever know.

Once it just took his smile to warm my heart,

And never could I imagine us being apart.

He showed me how love was meant to be,

And truly he meant everything to me.

I'm not sure when things started to go wrong,

I thought we could get through, If only I was strong.

But somehow everything I said was never quite right,

Never could I make him listen, though I tried with all my might.

He would just keep drinking, no matter how I cried,

And say he did not care if our love lived or died.

I vowed I would stay by his side forever,

No matter what happened, I would leave him never.

I stood by and watched him waste away,

I tried to stop him, but there was nothing I could say.

I finally realized there was nothing I could do,

And I knew our relationship was really through.

I said good- bye and walked to the door,

As he watched me go, his bottle hit the floor.

For the first time ever I watched a tear cross his eye,

He looked at me and asked, "Why can't you try? "

I walked away that day, promising, once again,

Never will I let anyone break my heart, once again.

by Jennie Henry

If tears could build a stairway

stairway at night in San Francisco

Kerik Kouklis

If tears could build a stairway,

and memories a lane.

I would walk rigt up to heaven

and bring you back again.

No farewell words were spoken,

No time to say "Goodbye".

You were gone before I knew it,

and only God knows why.

My heart still aches with sadness,

and secret tears still flow.

What it meant to love you-

No one can ever know.

But now I know you want me

to mourn for you no more;

To remember all the happy times,

life still has much in store.

Since you'll never be forgotten,

I pledge to you today-

A hollowed place within my heart

is where you'll always stay.

unknown author

Thirsty days

photo by Lauren Bentley

Oh how I crave

the thirstful days of summer

honeyed sidewalks

and sticky fingers

from holding your tongue too long

the smell of lush berries

tangling themselves between my mouth

and your nose

the way dandelion necklaces

draped their delicate blossoms

over our hearts

with such golden ease

I pine for the cool earth

to smile it's warmth

upon our youthful bodies once again

to fill months, maybe years

with starry nights,

passion fruit,

and the never ending of summer with you

by Melissa

The Coupling Of Passion And Erotic Lusts

photo by penthesila

A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.

We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,

As the wind flowed from the window above us.

Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,

To abandon all of our uncertainties.

You began your work on my lips,

Probing gently as if drawing sex,

From a deep well of longing and need.

Then heated tongues met in the midst,

Of hot and quickening breath.

And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.

Then intoxicated with those spirits,

Our clothes found resting place on the floor.

Piece by piece,

Until there were no hiding places,

For the two glistening and wanting bodies.

Hunger revealed in this hot moment.

Then skin meshed with skin,

As the floor became the stage.

You moved atop of me easily,

And lowered yourself gently.

Kissing me as I was filled with you.

As a gasp broke the kiss,

Your hands stroked the stray strands,

Away from my forehead, then became entangled.

Our slow rhythm gave way,

To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,

As I arched my body for your comfort,

And you threw me into ecstasy,

With the strength of your blows.

You left me screaming and soaked,

In oblivion again and again,

As you growled my name from the back of your throat,

And our bodies both demanded more,

Each giving to the other,

High on the fluids of foreign substance.

I grasped, then released you,

Grasped then released you,

In effort to relieve you of your control.

The taste of your skin between my lips,

Was like no other.

To hear your cry of mercy,

When my teeth met your warm skin,

Was more breathtaking than you knew.

Yet I still released the control to you.

As you wound your hands in my hair,

And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,

You moved with one final and breaking blow,

Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,

Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.

I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,

As you collapsed on top of me,

Still hot and burning,

And I glowing like an ember,

Casting a welcome light,

Should you seek my gifts again.

by Temptress

Ready For Love

Take my hand and lead the way;

tell me all you want to say.

Whisper softly in my ear,

all those things I want to hear.

Kiss my lips and touch my skin;

bring out passions deep within.

Pull me close and hold me near;

take away my pain and fear.

In the darkness of the night,

be my beacon, shine your light.

In the brightness of the sun,

show me that you are the one.

Give me wings so I can fly;

for I can soar when you're nearby.

Enter my heart, break down the wall,

it's time for me to watch it fall.

I've been a prisoner, can't you see?

Break my chains and set me free.

Strip me of my armor tight;

you'll find I won't put up a fight.

Release my soul held deep within . . .

I'm ready now, let love begin.

by Ruth Kephart

Η νύχτα στο νησί

‘Ολη τη νύχτα κοιμήθηκα μαζί σου

κοντά στη θάλασσα, στο νησί.

‘Ησουν άγρια και γλυκιά ανάμεσα στην ηδονή και στον ύπνο

ανάμεσα στη φωτιά και στο νερό.

‘Ισως πολύ αργά

ενώθηκαν τα όνειρά μας,

στα ψηλά ή στα βαθιά,

στα ψηλά σαν κλαδιά που κουνάει ο ίδιος άνεμος,

στα χαμηλά σαν κόκκινες ρίζες που αγγίζονται.

‘Ισως το όνειρό σου

χωρίστηκε από το δικό μου

και στη σκοτεινή θάλασσα

με έψαχνε

όπως πρώτα

όταν δεν υπήρχες ακόμα,

όταν χωρίς να σε διακρίνω

έπλεα στο πλάι σου,

και τα μάτια σου έψαχναν

αυτό που τώρα

- ψωμί, κρασί, έρωτα και θυμό -

σου δίνω με γεμάτα χέρια,

γιατί εσύ είσαι το κύπελλο

που περίμενε τα δώρα της ζωής μου.

Κοιμήθηκα μαζί σου

όλη τη νύχτα, ενώ

η σκοτεινή γη γυρίζει

με ζωντανούς και νεκρούς,

και σαν ξύπνησα ξάφνου

καταμεσής στη σκιά

το μπράτσο μου τύλιγε τη μέση σου.

Ούτε η νύχτα, ούτε ο ύπνος

μπόρεσαν να μας χωρίσουν.

Κοιμήθηκα μαζί σου

και ξύπνησα με το στόμα σου

βγαλμένο από τον ύπνο

να μου δίνει τη γεύση από τη γη,

από τη θάλασσα, από τα φύκια,

από το βάθος της ζωής σου,

και δέχτηκα το φιλί σου

μουσκεμένο από την αυγή

σαν να έφθανε

από τη θάλασσα που μας περιβάλλει.

Pablo Neruda

What Lives In Me

Misled troves on Sunday morning fly away,
I sing as I was the wind,
And burn like the fire.
Trembled cold ice lives in my heart,
Racing are my words.
They twine together as one,
But live together as two.
Roses that are gray,
And a ocean no longer blue,
The daze continues.
A bridge not to be crossed,
And a church not to be kneeled in.
Once at peace,
Resting for eternal bounds
Will then I live.


by Kimberly

Something

And so it came to be
this isolation that I am
I can only look to me
to find the way it all began -
this confusion, constant
hunger for something more than this
I strive to find this being
that I envision, yet seem to miss.
Could it be that I am empty-
or maybe a little lost?
Could it be that I am lonely,
or seek happiness at any cost?
This never-ending Something
that I am living deep inside,
depicts the illusion of myself
and all I have to hide.


by Raquel

Nearly Unnoticed

She is lonely
Even though you can't tell
She is reaching out
For what, she doesn't know
She will continue to sit in silence
And hope that someone may stumble across
Her and all of her emptiness
But they only hope that they do it in time
Otherwise she will have drifted too far
And she may let go
Of whatever grasp of the world she has
As she slowly fades out of the lives of everyone
Nearly unnoticed.


by
Reese

Life Is A Prison

Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out.
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout.

Climb the walls of insanity,
Ride the waves of despair.
If you fall it don't matter,
There's no one to care.

Used to wish for a window,
To see birds, trees and sky,
But you're better without one -
Stops you aiming too high.

Watching freedom is painful,
For those locked away.
Seeing joy, love and happiness,
Another price that you pay.

Strong is good, weak is bad.
Be it false, be it true.
Your mind makes the choice,
And enforces it too.

Cell walls built by society,
With rules to adhere.
If you breach the acceptable,
You had better beware.

Hide the pain, carry on,
Routine is the key.
Don't let on that you're not,
What you're pretending to be.

Lock it all up inside you,
How badly that bodes.
Look out for that one day,
When it all just explodes.

Leaving naught but a shell,
Base functionality too.
But killing all else,
That was uniquely you.

So how do you grow,
With a timebomb inside?
Or how to defuse it,
Without destroying its ride?

You can't.


by Puff