I am the writer you are the page
I write my story with my hands
my touch is my ink unfolding
words that you can only feel
I must write it right the first time
there is no backspace no delete
no type-over only the heat of your body
some touches like some words
are long and articulate to you
others are but short strokes
linking one line to another
my breathe on your tender parts
are the descriptive adjectives
my erection and our joining
become the body of my writing
our mutual gasping orgasm
the climax to a great novel
our afterglow and tenderness
the last word from the author.
this took my breath away
you described so many things here... really got me to thinking and feeling and "feeling"... incredible. well done!
I love the way you worked the enticing words into this poem... LOts of HuGs and Heat-Lady,Sheee P.S. How R those cute Granddaughters lately? My Granddaugter is doing ok, she might have to have eye surgery.. I'm beside myself on it, she has a Chalizion... a blocked eye duct, on both eyes... too long to explain, but.. even w/ Surgery-the Dr.s can not Guaren.. it won't come back :( - Life is still Uplifting tho'......... Have a GREAT DAy! STAY inspired to write as Awesome as you have, it shows when your feeling well......
Paul;-]
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Reindeer
I'm sorry I haven't been too active lately. I've missed your work precious friend. This shows me you are on top form.
Write on ...and on
Chanti
Take care,
Sherry
i love this
:)
Musta been chicken soup or maybe the kitchen zink doing tha dishes!!
Those Are the times when I get inspired...preparing a meal or feading the pigs...then my hands are dirty and very smelly.....hahahaha!!
Great write Felix...no joking!!
Kick out time...goodnight!!
Love Tinka