if I could regress, not in thought alone
to feel my hand in yours just once more
the soft brushing of your lips on mine
to hear your warm whispers of passion
feel the breeze of moist breath on nape
and your beard soft against shoulders
traveling tongue tasting familiar flavors
supple, so sensual our offerings of love
and sinuous our bodies bending, merging
the thought of your touch…only a thought
awakened heart pounds with the memory
and I can still feel your inflexible strength
held deep inside the soft yielding of desire
but I regress, in thought only, with yearning
to trace your face again in candle afterglow
with my practiced fingertips and loving lips
is time the enemy or is it our only friend?
will it circle round again to blend two lives?
will I touch you, My Love, just one more time
or sweet regression of thought...be the end?
a poignant question you pose Belle -- either way, you will embrace once again -- lovely write and so philosophical in its delivery -- peace and love to you my friend -- Jon Michael
Absolutely Love It! - and the music was mind tickling and emotively categorical of a beyond time underappreciated innocent moments of purity of feeling.
Belle,
This is very romantic and alluring. Nicely done my friend. Of course your poetry always stimulate that desire to have love back in your life again...
Peace, love and light,
Amber "V"
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on January 4, 2010
Belle, The picture, music and words all seem to fit together. A lover's wish for one more time. ..Absolutely Romantic Indeed!
Deborah
Perhaps everyman dream, to be that ultimate lover, the lord of tenderness that captive her thoughts, heart and passion. To a woman offering all of the above should it be only one man that could fill her desires...
Powerful. The raw yearning and longing is almost overwhelming. I hope you wish is granted. You do deserve it. You are romance poetry from deep in your soul. Love it. Liz
beautiful and passionate ... emotionally surging ... good to read you, La Belle ... (even as your poem appears a bit double ... but i guess that makes it twice as enticing ;)
Love the passion which you wrote this Sensual loving yearned-filled poem Belle/Susan!
To breathe in such memory of passions is on our hearts knowing...
Happy!! and Exciting!! New Year to YOU and YOURS!
Blessings of Love! Peace! and Harmony, Warm Hugs, PURPLE_PASSIONSHEEoxxo
P.s. Thank you for reading me and how you bless me with your heartfelt sharing!
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 3, 2010
"Just Once More!" That was my first wife's battle cry / The woman damn near killed me / Okay, just had to interject some humor here / To recall lovers and their technique's is a favorite past time of the lonely / This poem was beautifully constructed and sensuously delivered. Memories! We live by them.
True love goes through seasons and is cyclical, as you bittersweetly express here, Belle. Each turn of the wheel deepens hearts' furrows and brings forth a greater harvest. This breathes and ebbs and flows along with your flow of thoughts. Elegant, perceptive and utterly felt. I love this poetic sigh! :)) xx
When Miranda Nolan inherits a house she soon discovers a need to solve the mysteries surrounding the late owner along with resolving the strong attraction she feels for a co-claimant who lost his hearing and faces a world of silence.
Erotic Interracial/ Reincarnation/ Suspense]
Gale Sinclair is a marriage counselor who has broken the cardinal rule of psychotherapy and fallen in love with his client, Zoelle Sutherland.
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Regis
This is very romantic and alluring. Nicely done my friend. Of course your poetry always stimulate that desire to have love back in your life again...
Peace, love and light,
Amber "V"
Deborah
Georg
You are poetry.
John
fee
Ron
To breathe in such memory of passions is on our hearts knowing...
Happy!! and Exciting!! New Year to YOU and YOURS!
Blessings of Love! Peace! and Harmony, Warm Hugs, PURPLE_PASSIONSHEEoxxo
P.s. Thank you for reading me and how you bless me with your heartfelt sharing!
Very sensues indeed. Hugs! Jasmin Horst
Happy New Year, Susan.
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D