Tag: lust
New passion
Newly met
Learning yet
Thunder rumbles
Lightening strikes
Nerve endings raw
Pouring down wild and wet
Getting ready getting set
Unexpected newly directed
Thoroughly affected
Passion takes hold unrestrained
Nothing about this can be tamed
Mind pictures set the flames
Until the lust peaks and wanes
The forbidden
Where the forbidden is hidden, the urges
are strong, adding layers to our escalating pastiche,
We want them, we crave them, our excitement surges,
We salivate, normality is breached.
The added excitement of secrecy sung,
Makes the pleasure and conquest more sweet,
With barely a touch the soaring has sprung,
The explosion comes quicker, the intensity complete.
All without touching, my sweet cyber lover,
Through pictures and words, we are undone,
We pour all our yearnings into things undiscovered,
We are solo, but together as one.
Sharing a window suspended in time,
Forbidden, but doesn’t feel like a crime.
Tidal Wave
Touch
Zing
tidal wave
Ride
Atop
breathless, crave
Swept away
Into
the Sky
Feet Never
Touch
the ground
Touch
Zing
Tidal Wave
Meld
Contract
still amazed.
The dit dah of life
The dit dah, dit dah
of his life,
Morse code,
Flashing lamp,
Programming
breaking
lines
The patterns of disordered
Strife.
Hand held out,
Grasping,
Momentary gratification,
Plucked fruit
spoilt
by handling
He acts without doubt.
The boom, boom of life,
Ego bursting, high octane
chase,
He teeters,
Understanding
self
gratification,
Halflife.
Does he see her worth,
Or as a notch
in the belt ,
Should he climb
the ladder,
To reach a
higher shelf,
Reimburse.
Is it her, this bright spark,
Is she the one
to tame,
Or will she be the one
to cast her spell?
Hunter
hunted
Left in the dark.
The dit dah, dit dah
of his life,
Morse code,
Flashing lamp,
programming
breaking
lines,
The patterns of disordered
Strife.
Will illumination strike,
Or will he,
Stumble
sexily
sated
Oblivious to love
In the shallow pool
Of apeptite.
Flying High
We are the makers of our fantasies
Flying high, bandits at Ten o Clock
Bullets ripping into the fuselage
tearing, burning causing
Sensations to build , magnify
Words and pictures travelling through the ether
Leading us towards wildness – this
aerial ballet ,as we jockey for position
Who will lead, who will follow, who
will land the killing blow?
Lines drawn opposing teams
Victor – versus – Vanquished
Pain
Suffused
Ecstasy
Fanning the flames of heaven or
hell
Gnawing
Grinding
Glorification
Where is the truce?
Bleeding from myriad wounds
I fly ,still demonstrating strength
and sensuality
My fuselage shot to pieces
I leap into the void
Have you the strength to hold me
Dangling
On the
Precipice
Will we tumble together
in unison
Shafted
Saturated
Sated
Hold the Connection –
We are the makers of our fantasies
Flying high, bandits at Ten o Clock
Bullets ripping into the fuselage
Tearing, burning causing sensations
to build , magnify
Words and pictures travelling through the ether
Love
Lust
Love
Beguiled….Bewitched
The messages and the pictures
Seem to beguile and bewitch us
Add another layer to infinity
Bring us closer, you and me
The messages and the pictures
Fill in blanks,
remove strictures
Leave me breathless
Happiness endless
The you I see
Beguiles me
The messages and the pictures
Sent to beguile and bewitch us.
Attraction
Attraction snuck up on us quickly The lure of romance in the air That first wave of emotion, swept us away No need for Tinder, it was redundant that day. … Continue reading Attraction
Dream asleep, dream awake
Dream asleep, dream awake
Vision of you hard to shake
The melted state that you can create
Adds a layer to infinity, the great debate
Hormones raised precarious state
Dream asleep, dream awake
We float together, communicate
Attracted
I am attracted to you, like a moth to a flame
Attracted to your beacon, am I flying in a game
I am attracted to your light, might it be the pheromones
I feel you so close my whole being responds
Even when you are far away
I let my essence free
So it can move towards you, a real devotee
I visualise us dancing dreamily
Maybe a touch indecently
As our spirits intertwine
Mirroring our meetings
During freedoms
Down the line
I am attracted to your light, would you could be mine
