Erotica Sublime...Poetry Divine....
The human factor is to experience all things...from spiritual inner awareness to erotica and everything inbetween especially will relationships bring much forward for us to think, feel and have sensory exploration. This piece covers much...
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- A Sensual Encounter
- If I Would Ever Touch You
- Till You are Dead
- How I could Hate You
- Words Never would you Recover from
- Alone I am
- credits
A Sensual Encounter
If time allowed
I would you kiss
From head to toe
Every crack and crevice
Till you would cry
And moan in delight
I would caress your body fair
And press my lips upon your skin
Till every part of you opened to receive
Me
Then in motion quite sublime
Our bodies joined
Reaching to ecstatic heights
Again again
I would you kiss
From head to toe
Every crack and crevice
Till you would cry
And moan in delight
I would caress your body fair
And press my lips upon your skin
Till every part of you opened to receive
Me
Then in motion quite sublime
Our bodies joined
Reaching to ecstatic heights
Again again
If I Would Ever Touch You
If ever I would come to you
And tell you tales fair
Of feelings that you never knew
Could not believe were there
I would caress you head to toe
And run my fingers through your hair
If ever I would so
If ever I would love you
The way I really could
All thoughts of others
Disappear they would
Like moments lost
In time
If ever I would lay with you
Our bodies both to meet
It would be moments
So sublime
If ever I would touch you
Lips and fingers kiss
Never
In all your life again
Would you
Experience
Such bliss
And tell you tales fair
Of feelings that you never knew
Could not believe were there
I would caress you head to toe
And run my fingers through your hair
If ever I would so
If ever I would love you
The way I really could
All thoughts of others
Disappear they would
Like moments lost
In time
If ever I would lay with you
Our bodies both to meet
It would be moments
So sublime
If ever I would touch you
Lips and fingers kiss
Never
In all your life again
Would you
Experience
Such bliss
Till You are Dead
I gaze upon you
My eyes drink in your beauty
The full roundness of your bosom
Your long white limbs.
I stroke you with my eyes
And twine my tresses round your neck
Deeper and tighter till you are dead
My eyes drink in your beauty
The full roundness of your bosom
Your long white limbs.
I stroke you with my eyes
And twine my tresses round your neck
Deeper and tighter till you are dead
How I could Hate You
If I would ever hate you
And I definitely could
You would surely know
And feel my venom
Moving through you
Oh so very slow
If I would ever lie to you
With words
So very sweetYou would believe
Them all
And do as I would wish
And I definitely could
You would surely know
And feel my venom
Moving through you
Oh so very slow
If I would ever lie to you
With words
So very sweetYou would believe
Them all
And do as I would wish
Words Never would you Recover from
If ever words I spoke to you
Would be as sharp as knives
You never would recover
Never realize
The damage that was done
If ever I would kill you
But that
Never you would know
Nor I
For with you
I would go
If ever I would kill you
Gone you are from my sight
Gone the days of yore
Now you are dead to me
Would be as sharp as knives
You never would recover
Never realize
The damage that was done
If ever I would kill you
But that
Never you would know
Nor I
For with you
I would go
If ever I would kill you
Gone you are from my sight
Gone the days of yore
Now you are dead to me
Alone I am
Alone I am...
Can you forget me
Now you have gone so far away
Once you held me in your arms
Promising eternal love
Now hatred pervades all
Words said
Become they have
Bittersweet memories of my heart.
Now alone am I
The passing of each day mocks me
There is nothing left
Just the sadness of a tear glistening in the Light.
Can you forget me
Now you have gone so far away
Once you held me in your arms
Promising eternal love
Now hatred pervades all
Words said
Become they have
Bittersweet memories of my heart.
Now alone am I
The passing of each day mocks me
There is nothing left
Just the sadness of a tear glistening in the Light.
credits
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Bellagio in Como for the inspiration to write poetry
Julie for the pics
Klimt for the pics
youtube for the video
read more of my pages by clicking cnwriter at top of this page
or some of the following....
Queens, Their Pleasuring and Pleasures
hereIllusions Delusions and All that Goes with our Fantasies
hereMusings of a Silly Woman..
Bellagio in Como for the inspiration to write poetry
Julie for the pics
Klimt for the pics
youtube for the video
read more of my pages by clicking cnwriter at top of this page
or some of the following....
Queens, Their Pleasuring and Pleasures
hereIllusions Delusions and All that Goes with our Fantasies
hereMusings of a Silly Woman..
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