Fate

ambushed ~
the rearing stallion
muscled; shining chrome,
takes her breath away;
leaves her
reduced to
stone
and clinging, shredded fabric

his knowing eyes
cross her mind, briefly ~
laughter lines, framing Blue;
while blood-red pumps
barely twitch

in
the
slowly
growing
blood-red rivulet.

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… based on the poem Escapade

Release

thunders-truck
you seem
at my challenge to love you.
did you not see
the hunger
born from lingering kiss?

i vow to
silence
encrusted inhibitions,
unleash
the longing, bound in chains;
pry open
the safe, that holds your
weary soul
and bury you
in the depths of me.

let me touch fire
to your skin ~
too long
have you ventured
without.

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JohnnyCrabcakes extended a challenge to write a sensual or romantic poem including the words truck, safe (object) and crust. Such fun to play – I am so happy I got invited to the party.

Muddled Sensuality

skilled fingers
stack
toilet paper pyramids ~
no resemblance to
egyptian monuments,
but filled with
enthusiasm and
your famous, lopsided smile
that triggers mine

how you
turn my thoughts to mud-dy bliss;
tainted, mud-dled ~
forbidden fruit has
a taste, so rich;

your shoes, old and worn
look great where they are ~
forgotten;
next to my bed
where i
inhale; drown
in your charms’ urgent movements
and embrace
the ecstasy
of your
perfect madness.

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Whimsy Mimsy extended a challenge to write a sensual or romantic poem including the words mud, old shoes and toilet paper. Of course I could not resist. Heh.
Thank you, Susan! Such fun…

Lost in the Moment

her lips
were pulsating
sore
she gasped for breath

he moved
his body into hers
slowly
embracing her
with the warmth
of his skin
and pressed
another kiss
onto her lips
hard
passionate

his hands
held hers

she was left
dizzy
intoxicated
longing for
more

Sensuality

strong, slender fingers
trace
the silhouette of her hip bone
his hand
hidden in her soft, long hair
the whisper of his lips
against her neck
her cheek
her breasts
makes her shiver
bite her lip
sigh with pleasure
her nails
dig lightly into his skin
her body
hungry,
arching.
as she whispers
her needs
into his ear…
they get lost
in the pleasure of being united.
skin on skin
and the world fades
into nothingness.