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The Dance
11:03 Nov 15 2012
Times Read: 618
Dancing
Our bodies
Smoldering together
As if we were entangled
In the depths of hell
Just as our lips meet
Our currents connect
Causing sparks and lightning to bolt
Uncontrollably
Up to the sky
Your tongue
Hot with your hunger
Singes my flesh
Exuding much pleasure from me
My yearning hands
Move slowly across your skin
Smooth like suede
Inviting you to explore my deepest
Most desirable caverns
Our eyes locked in a gaze
My sweat laden lips glisten
As they almost touch yours
Your rugged hands
Guide me to my knees
A sound slap on my ass, I gasp
Your face
Displays a devilish look
A coy wink
I then know, there is more
I want more
Thoughts
02:55 Nov 09 2012
Times Read: 640
I find that you
Invade my thoughts~
Often
My pretentious desire
To have you~
Near me
Taking in your breath
Intense
My hands~
Run across my flesh
As if
They are your hands
Touching...
Pulling...
Probing...
I want your passion~
Fervor
Your hunger
I want to quench
My thirst for you
:D03:54 Nov 06 2012
Times Read: 648
Ran across this earlier...LOVE!
Have you ever tried to describe a kiss? The closing of eyes. The feel of warm breath. The moment of anticipation that thrills the body before dewy mouths meet. Soft at first, but growing in eagerness. The opening of mouths, inviting tongues to dance. Bodies pressed warm and tight and writhing, like a blind man searching for every fleshy morsel of carnal knowledge his bodies hands can glean. Try it sometime.
Or even a hug. There are a thousand ways to hug, each suited to its own occasion. And each as intimate as the next. Each unique in its character and disposition and emotion. Everything is multiple endless, when seen through passionate, exploring eyes. Each night when I walk alone in the dark of the forest near the river, each time I meet the river herself, it’s always a surprise and a delight. Poetry speeks through all that I meet there. And those are just water and trees and sand and stars. Imagine then, how much more infinitely thrilling to lay on a woman’s shores and listen to poetry speak through all of her. Perhaps I am just a hopeless romantic. But it suits me, I think. And couldn’t imagine being any other way. Nor would I wish to.
~Alex
The Conquered Trilogy…coming Nov. 16 2012
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