Nothing can break your concentration
as I look at you watching me
What do you see
Can you see my breathing falter
Do you see me tremble as I look into your
eyes
What about my breasts; can you see them
swell for your palms
And what about my dormant buds -
can you see them emerge and harden; begging
to have you expertly roll them between your
fingers
Can you see the shine of need on my silky
skin
Do you see my lips parting in thirst for just
a taste of you
Let me break through your spellbinding
stare so our eyes can connect and burst in
one fiery blaze that shoots straight to the
heavens and sprinkles it with what we both
now see
It is human to experience passion and relate it to others. It is human to need and have the urge. We are all blessed from you sharing with us.
Tave on and thank you for being whole and honest.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Reindeer
Tave on and thank you for being whole and honest.
Love and harmony,
Susan
If Only It were True!
TRASK
I am opening the other window,
sensual beauty.
Peggy
Love from India - Joel -
excellent write
William
Terrific sensuality here. Excellent!!
yf
tony