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Devil or Angel

29 Friday Jul 2016

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destiny, dreams, fantasy, imagination, longing, lust, romance, sighs

 

woman

Midnight —
restless, tossing and turning.
I long for the dream
that shows you again.
I don’t know where
you came from
but, the vision
that appears
takes my breath away.
 

Devil
or angel,
I don’t know which.
In either case
I am yours
to do your bidding.
Moist, red lips
seduce me.
Let me take you
in my arms
to taste the succulence
that is you.

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Orion

26 Tuesday Jul 2016

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beach, Buddhism, Christianity, compassion, destiny, dreams, eternal, forever, free, ocean, palm trees

 
island

 

I have a small
oceanfront place
on Orion.
It’s out of the way —
not a popular tourist destination.

Palm trees,
white sand beaches,
cold beer,
and a book to read.
It has everything.

No neighbours,
the occasional visitor.
Conversation is nice
for a while,
then I go back
to my curmudgeonly self.

 

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Once

22 Friday Jul 2016

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despair, destiny, emotion, eternal, forever, lifetimes, lost love, mystery, personal, romance, sighs

 
honeysuckle
 
what was once
is no more
even the memories
have faded into oblivion
stars may light the skies
and blooms of honeysuckle
drape the fence
but more than her perfume
was wasted that June
heart beats were counted
sighs and whispers
hang on the breeze

 

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Electra Glide

22 Friday Jul 2016

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emotion, empowerment, eternal, fantasy, forever, free, imagination, kisses, longing, love, lust, romance

 

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A motorcycle
pulled up beside me
as I walked along
the Pacific Coast Highway.

“Want a lift?”
said a sweet sexy voice.
“Sure” I said.
I swung my leg over
I don’t mind riding bitch

I slid my fingers
over her perfect hips
and joined them
over her warm, toned abs.

We rode beside the ocean
then stopped to watch the sunset.
Removed our boots
to feel the foaming waves
lapping at our bare feet.

I grasped her hair.
Her red expectant lips
found mine.
The rest of her body
followed.

…

I was standing in line at the liquor store lying to myself, I need this fifth of J.D. for the sore throat that I think may be coming on. In front of me was a woman with long, shapely legs. I paid for my purchase and was heading for the exit. There she was again, red lips, sun glasses and red hair. I recognized her from somewhere, college maybe. I think she was someone’s baby sister.

She said, “Dave, would you like a lift somewhere” My response was “Sure, your name’s Ivy, isn’t it? Which direction are you headed?”

She lowered her sunglasses, winked and replied, “Which direction do you want to go?’ Okay, I thought, this seems interesting. We walked to the parking lot, she headed to a Harley Davidson Electra glide. “You ride this?” I asked.

“Yes, haven’t you ridden a bike before?”

“Well, yes I have, but never as a passenger.

She mounted the driver’s seat, bent to flip down the passenger footboards and said, “Hop on.”

I swung my leg over, and thought I don’t mind riding bitch.

“Where do I hang on?” I asked.

“Well, there are passenger handles, or you can hang onto me.” She pulled on her riding gloves and as she reached forward to the hand grips her tee rode up her back exposing delectable flesh and the top of a black thong. I slid my fingers over her perfect hips and joined them on her warm and muscular abs. I thought This is a ride I’m going to enjoy.

She gunned the engine and we were off. We headed to the Pacific Coast Highway along the ocean, stopped to walk along the beach, the foaming waves lapping at our bare feet. We listened to seagulls swooping in, watched the tide and sunset. I took her hand, It seemed natural and warm. The rest is erotic memory.

 

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Guess Who!

22 Friday Jul 2016

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emotion, fantasy, imagination, longing, love, lust, mystery, personal, romance, sighs

 

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I approached silently
from behind her chair.
My fingers gently covered her eyes.
“Guess who!”
I whispered.
“I can’t imagine!”
she coyly answered.
“Your tender fingers
are warm,
soft, unthreatening —
I’d like to get to know them better.”

“They’re all yours,”
I replied,
“here to do your bidding;
to explore your wildest fantasies.
Are you ready?”

I massaged her shoulders
tight with tension.
“Does that feel better?”
I asked.
“Yes,” she sighed
“please continue.”

I worked my way up her neck —
she moaned.
Gently down to her breasts
again she moaned.
“More, don’t stop…”

In her ear I murmured,
“Close your eyes,
I’m taking you
on an amazing
adventure.”

 

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Neptune’s Nymphs

15 Friday Jul 2016

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compassion, destiny, dreams, emotion, eternal, forever, love, mermaid, mystery, personal, romance

 
mermaid3

 

I was walking by the seaside
in the moonlight so entrancing.
Upon the sparkling water
I saw the mermaids dancing.

They bid me frolic with them
as they danced upon the ocean.
Their bodies swayed seductively
in undulating motion.

Their song was so enchanting
syncopated with their laughter.
I wanted to dance with them
for now and ever after.

To leave my cares behind me
in search of Neptune’s daughter —
for with her I’d find freedom
in the seaweeds ‘neath the water.

 

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Panther

13 Wednesday Jul 2016

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destiny, longing, romance, sighs

 
jaguar

I had just stepped
out of the shower
when I saw her.
I was surprised,
but not disappointed;
definitely not disappointed.
I was towelling off.
She dropped her dress,
her bra
and her panties.
I dropped my towel.
 
 
On the carpet she knelt
and like a panther
slunk towards me,
breasts undulating,
eyes on fire.

Her white nails
scratched and clawed
her way
up my thighs.
 
I felt her hot breath,
heard her purring,
saw her sharp teeth
as she consumed me.

 

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hot!

09 Saturday Jul 2016

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dreams, erotic, hot, imagination, longing, love, mystery, romance, seduction, sex, sighs

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it was 1am
hot and humid.
the neighbours were arguing,
nobody could sleep.
I was sweating.
even in the nude
the overhead fan didn’t help.
I longed for someone,
anyone
to distract me
from this endless night.
then you came,
my dream angel
wrapped only in a sheet.

 

“Hi handsome, want some company?”
you dropped the sheet.
long legs.
buoyant breasts,
curves that go on forever…

god, I love being me.
you saunter towards me
knowing the effect
you have on me,
on any man.
you want something.
so do I.
come to me,
have a lie down,
let’s be sociable.
this isn’t our first,
it may be continued.
who knows?
now it’s right,
now it’s salvation,
tomorrow will decide itself.
I’m immersed in your red lips.
I’m in heaven.

…

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Bring on the heat!

08 Friday Jul 2016

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ecstasy, emotion, erotic, kisses, longing, love, passion, romance, satisfaction, sensuality, sex

 

woman

 

bring on the heat,
the humidity,
the frustration,
the irritability,
that finds you at 1am
naked, tossing and turning
on sweat soaked
sheets.

I come to you,
hastily strip off my clothes
and savor the sweat
dripping between your breasts.
My hand locked in your tresses,
I kiss, lick and suck
every inch of your
wanton flesh.

cradle my head
with your elegant fingers,
rub my face between your legs.
Use and abuse me as your slave
to pleasure yourself
to climactic
ecstasy.

…

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Fairy Sprite

06 Wednesday Jul 2016

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destiny, dreams, emotion, empathy, empowerment, eternal, fantasy, forever, love, mystery, romance

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amongst the cedars
maples and sumac
I wandered the woodland
trails

I soon grew weary
and sat on a log
and slept the sleep of
the dead

I awoke and spied
a flicker of red
unlike what I’d ever
seen

like a butterfly
she fluttered and flew
enticing with beauty
and charm

entranced I followed
this mystic creature
deep in the forest
she led

it seemed like a game
she’d hide and I’d seek
I’d lose then find her
again

lost in the forest
she appeared nearby
watching and tilting
her head

She said, “I imagine
the beautiful wild life,
a watery paradise for runaaways
in search of the beauty of nature
and adventure and the taboo.

“I want to sip the wonder of life
open the portal of paradise
and take one another where
we have not been before.”

 

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