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The Tree – A Memory

I love trees…
Their calm… their strength…their stories.
I love to lie under a tree and I remember once going deep inside a tree
to hide during a game of hide go seek.
I must have been in my early teens…
and all of the sudden I was not alone in that tree.
One of the guys that was the son of my mother’s friend…
he was about 18 I think…takes my chin in his fingers and
lifts up my face to him….I could not make out his
face because, even though we were in that tree, patches
of sunlight could make their way inside.
They haloed his head and darkened his face.
He bent down and kissed me…
gently…fully.
As he pulled away my lower lip was caught between his
as if he did not want to break away from me.
I remember he tasted like cold coca cola.
He then let out his breath and said “Beautiful…grow up fast”
and disappeared out of the tree.
I tried to follow him out but it was like he vanished.
I never saw him again.
He was killed in a boat accident down in Florida where his family spent the winter.
I never forgot that kiss.
Funny…I don’t even remember his name but sometimes when I drink a
cold coca cola and I lick my lips with my cold tongue he comes to mind.
He was the first to kiss me like a woman.
The first to make me feel womanly…beautiful.

The Little Girl Dances

In through my window the tinkling sound drifts
into the dimness of the room.
I peer out and see
the sweetest little girl dancing and laughing
in the bright sunshine
her curls fly around her pink flushed face…
suddenly she stops…
sees me watching her…..
with cocked head she picks up her hand
to shyly wave…then suddenly she breaks into
laughter and gives me the most brilliant smile.
She runs to me
stops at me feet and looks up.
With sweet imploring eyes she invites me to join her
in the sunshine…
I take her hand and she runs…pulls me out of the
gloom
to twirl and spin and dance…
Slowly…I move…
then increasingly pick up speed…her mood
contagious…
I laugh with her…my laughter becomes her
laughter…
My dance…her dance
Then suddenly…I become her
That joyful sweet girl…
She was me all the time
I got lost and she found me…
Dear sweet little girl…
live in me…
Stay alive in me…
Never let me go…

Pleasurable Quivers

Going up and down the spine
landing in
the most sensitive places
to be sensitized more
at the very tip
with tiny brief touches of
tongue
teeth
lips…
Do you feel it?
The lightening bolt
shock
the searing
heat on your
point
waiting for release…
the requisite
torture
to end…
Only to be resurrected
again with even
more intensity
focus
purpose…
to give you pleasure…
deep
primal
gut
gratification.
Feel me tugging
on you..
indulging myself
in YOUR
need for
fulfillment…
release….
Yes…
take…
grab…
embrace…
what is being
offered to you…

Do you Dare?

Are you up for it?

Man enough for it
We shall see.

In The Dark

Kiss me in the dark
Your fingers your eyes
that
guided your lips to mine
and you touched them
opened them
to find my treasure within
my waiting tongue
wanting
to dance with yours
oh my sweet
kiss me deeply
run your fingers through my hair
and
down my back
to my front to
my breasts
and grasp them..,
mold them in your hands
make them your own…
yes my sweet, your own…
in the dark
sweet velvet dark…
take me
push me down
and
open me up further
and with yourself
plunder and take deeply
what is there for you
to discover and claim..
Leave your mark inside of me…
Yes my sweet
take me in the dark…
take me in your dreams
now…

Body

Lying on my bed
alone
thoughts of you…
your lips
that have tasted me
drunk me…
rolled me on your tongue like
the finest wine…
your hands
that have touched me
played me
like a Stradivarius
bringing out my music within…
your eyes
that looked at me deeply
taken in my every move
seen in them
how I give you pleasure…
your voice…your arms…your chest…
the whole of you….
this all I think of you this night
and what you do to me
and in me…
I crave you so…

Let time be kind so you can warm my cold bed soon…

You want me. Don’t you

Even though you sit there calmly
with the tip of your pen in your mouth
I can tell that you want me…
Your fingers are a tad too tight on the tube
of metal.
Your intake of breath a touch too fast
and
that ever so slight flush at your neck.

Your eyes are kept down…
ostensibly studying the paper before you
but
its just a blur because
my scent fills your nostrils making you
slightly twitch with the need to reach out
and pull me to you.
Well sir…do it…yes do it…
because…
you know you want me….
and…
guess what…?
I want you too….

Special Place

For you I would I would hold back the pressures and
uncertainties of the day
And bring you to your special place with the scent of
pine in the air…
The warmth of the crackling fire bathing us in its
topaz glow.
I would make you a comfortable bed of leaves and pine,
covered with a thick soft quilt stitched with my love.

I would bring to your lips wine chilled by the
coolness of the nearby pond and kiss off the drops
that cling to them….
With my hands I would remove our clothing for there to
be no barriers between us
and
lay you down and entwine your body with mine so where
you begin I end…
We will dance among the infinite stars…. ride the
comets…discover new worlds….pick one and call it
our own
so when apart we will look to the ink black sky and
see “our world” shining bright…
joining us here on earth in it’s light…

Let me take you there soon….

I Watch

I watch you move about
I know you are aware of me
Like I am aware of you.
The air sweetly fragrant
With the scent of sex
Thinly veiled by flowers
And candles.
I breathe it in and deeply
Sigh.
It warms me..
Fills me.
Flesh reacts.
You pretend to not notice..
But I see you do.
You reaction evident.
You want it too.
Don’t you.
Want it to happen.
Waiting for my signal..
My eyes beckon..
My parted lips invite.
You see.
You come closer.
You take..
Yes…

I Await You

Late afternoon
a chill in the air
which shimmers with tiny moist prisms
catching the late pale sun…
The window is open
a slight breeze parts the curtains a little
allowing a tiny bit of light to stream into the dimness..
Within
I await you…
in my bed
on soft cotton sheets
leaning against fluffed pillows
covered by a fine woven blanket
which waits to be lifted off
my unclad body
which craves your invasion…
Yes
I await you.
Open my door and step inside…
remove your clothes
join with me in my bed
open me up
bury yourself in me
your lips against mine
your breath my breath
pulse against pulse…
heat matching heat…
Yes…
come to me…
I await you…
Now…

To Be In Moonlight

Warm steamy day moves into evening.
The sun takes it’s final bow as
One by one the stars comeout
twinkling like little fairy lights.
I stand here outside catching
what little breeze there is…
suddenly a cloud drifts by and reveals the moon…
its pearl like glow washing over everything into a
silver white
shimmer like the richest nacre.
Sigh…I love the moonlight…its
softness…turning everything
to spun silver…even my body…I have let my
nightdress drift
to my knees…down to pool at my feet…
lifting my arms to invite the moon to embrace
me…caress me..
become one with me…
A nightingale sings its nightly song of
seduction….the owls hoots…
the crickets add in their rythmns…
I listen and smile.
I step out of the pool my nightdress has made and
begin with hips to sway in tune with the music of
the night…dance with the moon…sing my song…..
Can you hear me on the night wind my love? My own
melodies swirling around you…beckoning you to join
me in my song…which will be our song…
Can you see me…feel me dancing around you in the
moonlight…my body almost as silver white as the
moon…my eyes sparkling like the stars? I would
be
your moon that would spin around your
planet…always
in your orbit…
So my love I will kiss you with this magical
moonlight.. ….to wish you sweet dreams till our
souls can meet and be as one….