Tuesday 11 August 2009

OUT IN THE COUNTRY

Driving down country lanes
Top down, wind in my hair
The sun gracing the sky
The wind set fair
The smell of hay,
Freshly mowed
Beasts in the fields
Beyond hedgerows
Blue cloudless skies,
On a glorious summer’s day,
The only blot being
The cyclists in my way

SUBLIME MOMENT

Living sculpture
Entwined in embrace
Sublime ecstasy
Etched within each face

THE GAME OF LUST

Tongue and fingers
Toy with your treasures
Erotic play things
Enhance our pleasures
A base carnal urge
That primitive must
Satisfies desire
Of our guiltless lust

A TASTE OF HONEY

Drawn by scent
Like a bee
To a flower
Probing, amidst
Pink open petals
I sip the nectar

INSIDE THE SILK

Cool silk against my hand
Soft skin beneath my palm
Fingers searching, exploring
Seeking out the source
Of sensual oils
She had secretly secreted
Finger tips touch waiting lips
Then enter to sweet labial bliss
And with deft manipulation
Of centres of erotic pleasure
I feel her body tremor
And but a heartbeat beyond
That primeval shudder
In hurried lack of ceremony
She bid me quickly enter

PERSONAL SERVICE

Satisfyingly slutty
Down on her knees,
Dressed in black silk
Eager to please
Tempting and toying
The teasing bitch
Bringing me to the point
When I twitch
Then as her efforts
On me increase
I explode it that
Sweet moment of release

Friday 17 July 2009

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

She had a distinct aura
That pervaded the senses
Femininity, without vanity
Beauty, without conceit
Forthright, but not brash
Confident but not cocky
Refreshingly sincere
Intelligent but not haughty
Wit without cruelty
Laughter without malice
Principled and scrupulous
Morality without piety
Could no one else see it?
Was I in a minority of one?
Surely I am not alone
In my admiration of her
As she looks at me
What does she see?
She looks at me appraisingly
What does she see?
How is she evaluating?
Is there an attraction?
Yes but more than that alone
Then simultaneously
In mutual acquiescence
We reached the conclusion
It was simple recognition
Of the similarly disposed
Of kindred spirits
We are soul mates