Why is it that I can imagine you so well?
as you await anxiously for me to undress
even in the moment that I close my eyes
you are reclined upon soft elbows staring
wearing nothing but your look of yearning
staring up at me with such wanton gaze
your eyes reflecting my own beating heart
yet your body exposed without any regret
And how often have I traversed your form?
from one end to the other end of midnight
while I have memorized every starry curve
exploring you as if it were for the first time
like a child in need to be carried and held
as I kiss each inch of your porcelain skin
as I skim the surface with my eager intent
for endless hours of teasing and probing
As I drink the wine of your silken pleasure
until your moans echo my name in neon
I marvel at every single angle and slope
racing from one end aimlessly in search
wetting your skin with my lizard tongue
sliding upon your form with my desires
the frenzy of our passion will not escape
the landscape of your heavens in array
The topography etched in endless smiles
that look that only a woman can inspire
the sensual triangle of your Golden Gate
the art of your sinuous legs flexing high
wrapped upon my back like twin cobras
enveloping me with a genuine welcome
transporting me to the clouds of heaven
bringing me home in ecstatic surrender
The angles of your bare hips juxtapose
so that I could measure them with want
so sleek with seamless chiseled length
my eyes scan about your perfect navel
that motionless crater on a virgin moon
a vortex in an ocean of pink tanned skin
centered on a belly of soft quivering clay
the glow of your warmth amazes the eye
as I fondle the firmness of your breasts
Twin peaks separated by a gentle valley
conical projections joined by sisterhood
capped in the glory of budding jasmines
reaching into me as I shape their growth
as it is here where I can move mountains
and sleep in the depth of their shadows
and then they rebound to my eager palms
while you close your eyes in that ecstasy
in the pride of being a woman discovered
You direct me to random parts of your body
so lightly nibbled by my encompassing lips
your delicate shoulders and loving arms
are omnipresent in simultaneous grasps
as if they were undecided of where to go
touching and stroking my arms and neck
and squeezing my forearms and buttocks
in a private mapping of my body and soul
You soar high everywhere in that moment
simultaneously kissing and gently biting
as we feed on the congestion of our love
at every intersection where we cross paths
in the intimacy in which we joyously bathe
in the concerted waves of our undulations
furiously in search of that ultimate passion
that cannot be for long denied or shared
The perfume of your caresses and warmth
open up to the depths of complete eruption
unable and unwilling to slow the rapid pace
as each, in turn, reaches nirvanas’ plateau
and the ocean of our desire overwhelms us
with the power of our mutual orgasmic flow
my energy intermingling with yours as one
erotically awakened to the zeniths of love
Geographic Erotica at its Pinnacle, Amor! I am so inclined to "drive over" this exclusive metaphor...Outstanding! These lines below are evocative of Taoist alchemy, the vagina referred to as the jade-gate...you distilled Girl Reclining from your endless erotic/romantic flux, Amor...balanced sexual energy flows chi, here...
Amor, what can I say, you have me in a far away dream of what it is all about and how it should be. enjoyed very much. Thank you for showing your romantic side so freely.
Reminds me of the song by Julio Iglesias & Willie Nelson - To All the Girls I Loved.
What woman in her right mind wouldn't love to feel such a tender loving share, or have been the inspiration for this write?
Yearning - desire - satisfaction - contentment --- the essence of this poem.
SUPERB~such a sweet bouquet of intermingly words!
"...it is here where I can move mountains
and sleep in the depth of their shadows..."
Loved it.
~Gwendolyn
Amor,
Another amazingly erotic, yet passionately tasteful poem..I must say, it makes me quiver with excitement and wanton pleasures..
You are simply amazing!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
"...The art of your sinous legs flexing high
wrapped around my back like twin cobras..." OH my.......
Where do I begin??? The entire poem is a study in the art of love, written not crudely, but beautifully. The mind will do the wandering: most effectively penned.
This is going to lower the water pressure not only in Georgia, but in Texas, too! Holy Smokes! This is a hot one. EXCELLENT, Amor! INDEED.
No one can write as sensually as you, presenting the beauty of love and passion. I thought I'd faint before I got to the end of this exquisite poem Amor.
Amor, now I am gonna' have to take a cold shower with this one! WOO, MAMA! This is one hot, hot, HOT write! Think you raised by blood pressure a notch or two...LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
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.
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage as she is…whether they wa
I am in your divine mercy with your wording, how you lead me/us!
YOu know us women so well, pretell.
WArmly, Warrior Purple Lady Sheeeoox
STay Inspired and Positive!
LONG and simply Divine! EVERY LINE! your metaphors are Superb!
Janet xoxoxo
Thanks for your reviews always..Stay safe,
Ron
deeply engrossing
"sensual triangle of your Golden Gate"
Love,
Sage
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Love Tinka
What woman in her right mind wouldn't love to feel such a tender loving share, or have been the inspiration for this write?
Yearning - desire - satisfaction - contentment --- the essence of this poem.
Kathy
SUPERB~such a sweet bouquet of intermingly words!
"...it is here where I can move mountains
and sleep in the depth of their shadows..."
Loved it.
~Gwendolyn
Another amazingly erotic, yet passionately tasteful poem..I must say, it makes me quiver with excitement and wanton pleasures..
You are simply amazing!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
"...Wearing nothing but your look of yearning..."
"...The art of your sinous legs flexing high
wrapped around my back like twin cobras..." OH my.......
Where do I begin??? The entire poem is a study in the art of love, written not crudely, but beautifully. The mind will do the wandering: most effectively penned.
This is going to lower the water pressure not only in Georgia, but in Texas, too! Holy Smokes! This is a hot one. EXCELLENT, Amor! INDEED.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Yummy!
Ann
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Very well done; bravo, Amor!