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Words of sensual seeking, of pleasure giving, of kisses, of love found, or lost, or captured, or shared.
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MASTURBATION do you or not? (a leading question...)
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Posted:Dec 21, 2017 3:22 pm
Last Updated:Dec 25, 2017 4:44 am
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MASTURBATION do you or not? (a leading question...)
Let us set the ene
the late evening on a warm night
and we have kissed lips raw
our bodies tender as we anticipate
the loving we will commit to tonight
have spoken truthfully often
and know each other's thoughts well
semi naked and open to the moment
so many vulnerabilities about our bodies
we have moved past as both believe
the fire in those eyes and moments breathless
surpass any surface imperfections we see
for in the eyes of each beholder
you are beautiful and see the same in me
so when you raise a new topic
it is of something erotic
masturbation do you or not
and there I have to you stop
as all the studies indicate
75% of all people masturbate or have
and 25% of people are coy lairs
so yes I announce I have
can I watch you say
for I have never seen any
and often I have been so curious
how you might masturbate
and it seems such a strange request
having shared so much of ourselves
to suddenly sense some coyness in myself
for masturbation is an activity for when al
curtains closed ignore the door or ph
lie back and think of many things
including the person sitting opposite
and I rejoin as must
and will you do the same for me
and it seems you had not seen
where this question might lead
perhaps others in past have said no
and no further did your imagination go
a pause until you think through
what your answer should be to do
you open thighs and I gain a naked view
you proud and bare on a chair opposite me
a distant meter apart we both sit
exposing of our bodies every single bit
and our eyes meet each other
as we make love to ourselves not the other
but your presence raises the stakes
no need for thoughts imagined
opposite me beautiful you sit
thighs open masturbating to your own rhythm
and chewing intently on lower lip
the sounds are those of our own movements
as the sensations we seek improvements
watching you watching me
such an erotic sexy sensual thing to see
stroking caressing and growing damp
as each of us in the other's presence lust ramps
rocking individually on our chairs
lifting hips to our own enjoyment
if masturbation were an Olympic sport
to mixed pairs as potential medalists commit
a moan a groan an uttered word
how beautiful you look I say
and your eyes transfixed by me
every movement clear to see
and this personal voyuerism
of lovers in dual collision
made more ready by
the other masturbating nearby
seeing the intensity in your body
reflecting the tension built in mine
until together a meter apart
we celebrate the masturbatory art
gasping we both orgasm on the spot
the uncontrolled leap of your body hot
and together we overtake our control
and enjoy this moment with another
what privately we never shared
now with trusted lover we have shared
celebrated the masturbation through which
we learnt how to unleash our orgasmic twitch.
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Reaching (are you a lover of the breast?)
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Posted:Dec 20, 2017 8:50 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2017 5:02 am
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REACHING
Seems always reaching
for your breast firm
hold it warm in grasp
address with tactile intent
set nipple light
flick caress and roll
see how you express
eape of breath
or body move
was this attention
too much too little
listening to you
and hot globe in hand
running fingers along
a stroking massage
a sensual caress
aureole counted
a ientific test
to tease and diover
can form from this
an orgasm for my lover
or just a heat uncontroled
make both of us more bold
close firm lips over
taut nipple shivers
as teasing delivers
anticipated shocks
as body rocks
mouth closes over
hot and eager
sucking and licking
a deeper sucking kiss
a ful nip
upon breast and nipple
these delights for which
always reaching
for breast and nipple
firm and aware
of how sensitive they are
and of how they make you purr.
So are you a lover of the breast?
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love in small workplaces (have you had an office romance?)
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Posted:Dec 20, 2017 3:14 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2017 5:02 am
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love in small workplaces
The way it works is plain
we kiss we love we gain
the places where we meet
unusual not local and always direte
grow a veneer of excitement and mystery
for it is where you are closest to me
conducting a love affair in plain sight
ignoring all questions is this wrong or right
our kisses fusing spontaneous erotic thought
as we live hidden this loving we have wrought
in the car al we are insatiable
and our modesty becomes so pliable
heavy hot and wet underwear eased aside
as nimble fingers stroking glide
over me and into you
crazy driven by the things we do
and feeling the warm small of your back
across every inch of your body I would track
this heat there and how sensual skin
never wanting to stop always ready to begin
in the stairs between office floors
we stop and professional etiquette ignores
you on the higher step level with me
our kisses deep and hungry set us free
not restrained by management or HR
our loving is where-ever we are
a trailing hand lightly stroking res
the late night eroticism of late night s
every part of you hot to my touch
we share each other as we share lunch
buttons und and flirtatious smiles
we lovers think hide behind cunning wiles
yet in truth those who don't notice are blind
the rest neutral ignore us to be kind
for love so passionate in small workplace
needs the care of strangers to run its race.
are there any who have not felt the tug of attraction of a fellow worker?
and how many then have moved beyond?
sought a passionate interlude or longer
with a fellow worker in a workplace where love should not belong.
Have you lived an office, workplace, romance?
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On words
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Posted:Dec 19, 2017 4:20 am
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2017 6:19 am
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On words
Drunk on words
so many bubble in my brain
those Benedictine stars
making me feel
in a manner
which I have not felt
since Adam was young
the Earth greener
and I must rush
to tell you so
hold you close
taste your lips
drink the addiction of you
be insensible to woes of world
drunk on presence of you
drunk on your smile
drunk on your taste
drunk on your ideas
drunk on words
my libation
my greatest weakness
and vulnerability
your words your face
leave me drunk on words
intoxicated by life.
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A Naked Feast
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Posted:Dec 18, 2017 6:03 pm
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2017 4:03 am
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A Naked Feast
These lips of mine in hunger chase
sweet sensations which down your body race
how the sensual skin does redden and flush
as against sensual skin tactile lips I crush
a naked feast beautiful you present
and with a welcoming smile you consent
and together we explore the many delights
taking our own time over the highlights
my fingertips safe-cracker sensitive
as give your nipples examination intensive
sense each beat of willing heart beneath
as around aureoles draw tactile wreath
your breath you hold as nipple tip I thumb
in my mouth roll nipple like sweetest gum
from every inch of you new impression raise
I am unable to restrain my rising praise
sweeping lower my lips belly button greet
and as I blow within you twitch your feet
there is scent of erotic ambrosia in the air
my fingers stroking roll over short curled hair
and then delving slip along core's lips
as at the sheets your white knuckled hand grips
a swooning groan from deep inside you release
as my tongue on rising dew sweet feast
these drops of honey rising up
this ambrosia of our loving on which I sup
I listen to your every breath and twitch
as you lie in a daze of pleasure transfixed
seeking to spiral caresses and lip attention
to find new state of orgasmic intervention
split your day in half between before and now
as tonguing over clit you release a howl
hands tight upon my shoulders holds
as your body rises bucks and molds
against my own and in delight
your orgasmic shouts shatter night
and while you are moist hot and twitching still
I align and thrust my hardness your core fill
we both gasp and eyes joyous meet
as we seek to replicate the prior feat
our rhythm set to heart's desire
your hips rising could get no higher
a tremor shakes both our bodies raw
sensations know unable to contain much more
together plunge over edge of cliff
together orgasm and our spirits lift
a blaze of sensation eliminates all thought
our muscles tense and bodies taut
we squeeze every erg of pleasure forth
as from mortal to heavenly beings morph
so brief the time in such state remain
yet seem eternal and such a gain
the pleasure as a star's inner heart powers
our lives and emotions for endless hours
a kiss we share nestling in close and tight
bound and loving our beings light.
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Who We Must Be
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Posted:Dec 18, 2017 3:44 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2017 3:46 pm
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Who We Must Be
Peel aside the covers of who we must be
penetrate the cocoon to find the real you and me
be pressed against your body as your spirit wakes
tremors from these kisses as your heart quakes
opening self and naked feel such vulnerability
feeling hope and leaping at this opportunity
hands warm caress across body full
forget days of work the mundane and the dull
full attention you are receiving from those piercing eyes
holding you in their enquiring gaze brings heat between your thighs
a gentle kissing tug on your to which body responds
each caress stroke and kiss to a dream forgotten corresponds
back to life you feel your spirit expanding
in each touch of your body gain a deeper understanding
is this transformation because of who you are with
or because some level of experience and time you have breached
all the thoughts are brushed aside by this fresh desire
within you lit fanned and roaring an unquenchable fire
of passion for life and living and love and giving
to share and find and explore ignoring past mis-givings
only in another's embrace you find you are truly free
a statement as with life and love is true and yet contradictory.
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the essence the other seek
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Posted:Dec 18, 2017 4:30 am
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2017 1:14 am
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the essence the other seek
Are you waiting in a corner of my mind
or does a thought of me reside in yours
how do we bring the thought to front
become the essence the other seeking
are we of blood and flesh alone
or do some greater meaning condone
our days as leaves take flight from autumn trees
our hearts immobile grow as cold as Winter night
and I am waiting for a sign
or a gesture that you received mine
I am firing flares with a machine gun
above me phosphorescent flares bright hum
a choir of bright bewitching drifting orbs
and I am here beneath them waiting
for a note or sign of yours
and if you get the message clear
nestles in your heart and offsets fear
perhaps perhaps perhaps we can
arrange to meet and in sighting see
if you are the answer you seek in me .
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Easily in Reach
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Posted:Dec 18, 2017 3:14 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2017 3:15 am
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Easily in Reach
Let the sweeping sounds of waves
sea crashing up against the coast
into every moment of this day invade
the shushing noise of a pebbled beach
reminds me of how you softly breath
when you are easily in reach
let me reach as the Sun does
to caress your face and shoulders
colour place upon slope of breasts
let me bring brightness to your day
let me taste your lips as if to pray
And when night has fallen dark
and the moonlight silver on you falls
let me trace those beams of night
stroke and caress the naked beauty whole
taste your lips and sensual skin address
fingers tongue arms and body caress
bring the heat roaring from your soul
let us create a universe in our moments spent
together against each other tangled
a dream and thought and touch
a lingering essence of our love
this spirit of sea and sky and night
of Moon and your spirit coveted
let us share each other truthfully
be the others morning noon and night.
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Getting on Santa's naughty list
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Posted:Dec 17, 2017 7:22 pm
Last Updated:Feb 1, 2018 5:47 am
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Getting on Santa's naughty list
Make this damn Christmas pageant end
the offkey squeals of the choir are sending me around the bend
so hot and close and crowded here
too far away from the drinks table for a beer
looks like another night of weary disappointment
then I spotted who had gained the Elven appointment
your mature curves endeavouring to escape
from tawdry festive costume and elvish cape
I notice during this choir loud interlude
there is no visit to Santa line for you
I slip through the crowd and grab two champagne glasses
wander over to you and comment about lovely Elven lasses
for in popular fantasy fiction it is easy to find comment
that elves are the sexy sensual creatures of the moment
as an elfish Santa assistant drinking openly be unbecoming
with a nod we go to the back of Santa's grotto almost running
after a large sip of wine to ward off any future thirst
you ask coyly if I will be good or do my worst
my hand strokes across thigh of warm green acrylic hose
oh good you say lasciviously you are one of those
our hungry greedy lips move together and part
your minxish tongue clever ignites a festive heart
suddenly I have greater appreciation for the season
and my darling elf of hot deep kisses is the reason
we know we have little time before the choir complete
the murder of a hymn about some unattended sheep
so you lean buttocks waggling across Santa's chair
I nip at your throat brushing aside your hair
trousers at my ankles there is nothing dignified in our stance
your heated core moist and welcoming as we begin our sexual dance
we set a rhythm better than the clumsy band outside
trying in our endeavours to make orgasms rich which coincide
my hands slick with perspiration gripping your hips
as deeper in festive thrusting my hard cock slips
breathlessly oh Santa oh Santa oh Santa yes
you chant as we merrily fucking progress
one of my hands caresses weight of sweet breast
you give a deep groan and further moment invest
expend all energy your succulent elvish body does contain
and with a shriek from you an orgasm spasming drain
I in accompaniment add my own loud groan of delight
both coming together on this merry Christmas night
and as we lie sated briefly by each others charms
embraced and close and loved in our arms
I notice over the choir an ominous silence has reached
and no more does the band discordant ears breach
in back of my mind I think this holy silent night
occurred just before we two in orgasm did ignite
a red clothed white bearded figure shyly looks in
and says we should leave before complaints begin
slipping out quietly and quickly we vanish as if mist
the elf pondering if we are now on Santa's naughty list....
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Christmas is for assholes
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Posted:Dec 17, 2017 4:00 pm
Last Updated:Feb 1, 2018 5:49 am
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Christmas is for assholes
Christmas is for assholes
There is no greater truth than this
Is not about helping fellow man
and even Scrooge got it wrong
is neither humbug nor celebration
instead Christmas is for assholes
the relatives you would prefer not to see
the racist aunt and philandering uncle
the cousin who went into insurance
who slips a business card into your hand
and there is the saliva sharing lip locker
strategically positioned near the mistletoe
as if a troll waiting beneath a bridge
a type of fairy tale which does not end well
for anyone who the slobber-er attacks
the gifts you will receive
from the assholes that you know
will be insincere and have little thought
perhaps collected from the reject section
of the local discontinued bargain store
a cheap mug to join the 20 you own
inscribed upon "happy Xmas 2012"
while your own bank account
used for buying gifts you thought appropriate
is much diminished and for near future
you will subsist on leftovers and cup noodles
and the assholes who arrive two hours late
complain the food is dry upon the plate
break your best glasses and then nap
while you tidy up the debris in your place
then after taking orders as if running Starbucks
give them a coffee and biscuit for the road
wishing Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
and they respond with grunts and jeers
And now in the back of your mind
you think to move somewhere further away
change your address and your name
so these assholes cannot again play the game
of celebrating Christmas by devouring
every tiny bit of possible good cheer
and leaving they will accidentally let out pets
who will run towards the busy road
and their cars reversing clip the mailbox
sets wall and mailbox at an angle queer
so you will recall their visit into New Year
by mail falling out and grown sodden
those assholes of the Christmas season
who bring with them ingratitude
smoker's halitosis and sleaze
rather than frankincense gold and myrrh.
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how you kiss
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Posted:Dec 17, 2017 3:26 pm
Last Updated:Dec 17, 2017 6:29 pm
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how you kiss
Can I ask how you kiss
Such a personal question I understand
Yet one I would wish to ask
For seems would be a pleasure from where I stand
To close this gap between
Discover how you kiss does seem
Would be a delight and an exploration
A partnership of lips in collaboration
Making a kiss rare and true
One which opens me and you
Setting alight fireworks of heart
Some alchemy to make love to start
Two lips and a mouth to collide
And all idealism revive
Set our thoughts to more pleasant goals
Fill the scars and patchwork of life’s holes
Bring a heat upon our outer skin
To make it seem re-entry begin
Breaking through atmosphere of each other
With one kiss followed by another
Learning every time a little truer how you kiss
Forever knowing would this meeting of lips and hearts keenly miss.
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a loveless place
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Posted:Dec 17, 2017 6:51 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2017 2:59 am
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a loveless place
There’s a blindness you thought you’d never find
In a moment love is driving you out of your mind
The tears falling are those you thought you’d never weep
Want to turn off every light and into bed forever creep
There is a blankness to this inner rage
Has no start or end you can find and engage
The laws of love by which you played the game
Are no longer present your world is not the same
You count the starlings sitting upon the wires
Makes as much sense as understanding your desires
Soon they will be immigrating to some distant land
You wish you had as easily fathomable a plan
Instead you are stuck with everything that went before
The love rotten to the very middle of your core
The understanding gossip in lowered voices states
Every ill you ever knew and how this truth grates
You were never meant for one another should never be mates
And at the parting of your ways the entire world celebrates
So put aside your sorrow and wear a happy face
For such as you the world will always be a loveless place.
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In A Siding
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Posted:Dec 17, 2017 5:10 am
Last Updated:Dec 17, 2017 9:52 pm
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In A Siding
Timeless echoes
waiting on the train
express is rushing past
we are on a siding
sharing heart to hearts
conversation began easily
how it seems to be for some
and now for us the same
as if was coming home
to a conversation continued
we pause and we laugh
communication exchange
together warm move
an explosion of heat
a blurring of lips
falling into kiss
other people not for us
this sudden inferno
drawing a tactile script
start and end of you
leading to ourselves
waiting in a siding
for the journey to begin.
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