It's all about emotions, senses and love today. Front's moving in and with it, for someone like me...the air is charged with passion.
Susan*
Come to me in my mornings
Waken me with your passion
Flirt within my freckled flesh
Then give my energy action
Brush away my golden bangs
Then kiss my forehead fair
Daub each lid with moistened lips
Then squeeze each goosebump...there
Unfold all my limber parts
Then settle on my chest
Run your tongue upon my cheek
My chin and neck...my breasts
Lie upon my wakened form
Then swell within my morning
Bleach our walls with whispered moans
Then listen for love calling
Place your head upon my heart
Feel the beat that's there
Heave into each speechless moan
Then take each breath from here
Love me loud enough for worlds
Beyond what normal gives
To stop the spin and recognize
The woven love that lives
Persuade me to love you ...slowly
Not succumb to passion's dictate
Enrich the treasures of our morning
With memories not loved in haste
Ease upon my flavors...yearning
Taste the beads of love that waits
Lie inside my wonder warmly
Until my yearning dissapates
Your poetry moves me to spend every waking hour in the passionate search of sensual desire from the heat of the day to the cool of the night and every beautiful natural gift in between. Give me the strength, oh give me the strength!
Susan you have me mesmerized, again;-) Wow! the sensuality drips like a fine misty rain,that tastes like a vintage wine...I almost feel like a voyeur watching the action,you write with such passion!
Hot and heavy as we would say when we were teenagers, this one puts the reader into your boudoir and breathing heavy from the first line. My kinda write. I love it and the sincere passion that is offered.
Lols..Laughing at Kate's comments below
I don't know about other men, and I won't presume to speak for them,
but as the old saying goes in Ireland " I love it morning, noon and night...:) "
Very passionate poetry, Susan
Love and Blessings
Peter
Steady up, Kate... C, that is!! Are we talkin Gold Members only, I wonder?? Doubt it!! :)) But MY GOODNESS, this is so, so beautiful, Susan and you put your tongue and finger deftly on the spots of the imagination and senses that want to taste the bouquet of each word you have written here like sampling the finest of wines. This poem certainly rolls around the palette like a good Rioja (my passion!!)... and around the hips like a good... something else! Better go before I get completely out of hand...!! :)) Subtle and delicate as well as sensuous - unlike this review! Tremendous, thank you. Kate xx
Another masterful confession of weather problems. You are the best at this kind of writing. And,I'll get back to you on it!" - Bill
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 5, 2006
The passion in this is incredible and as I can already see will touch the male members here in wonderful ways. Men just love the mornings don't they........and we don't mind do we? :-)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 5, 2006
Uh, the weather really does things to ya, huh, huh, huh? Beautiful and very, very sensuous poetry. I read each word and line slowly so as to soak your passion up. I think I did. I know I did. This was damn good.
Ron
Birgit and Roger
Awesome!
eT
Felix
I don't know about other men, and I won't presume to speak for them,
but as the old saying goes in Ireland " I love it morning, noon and night...:) "
Very passionate poetry, Susan
Love and Blessings
Peter
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
This is so very well written!!
Love Tinka