We were both broken
but took pieces of each other
and nurtured them
to find our healing;
we kissed each other
in the throes of our weeping,
and we held each other
in the darkness of our sleeping.
To shield each other from
the coldness of this cruel world,
we held each other’s hearts
in warmth for safe keeping—
finding new levels of love for each other
in the utterances of our whispering
and in the transcendent
intimacy of our bonding.
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In her surrender, she found unparalleled pleasure.
The words that are said in the most intense moments
are conveyed through sensual whispers and are remembered after.
The fervor of her drive, is like an erotic book with unending chapters;
the usual monotonous positions are left behind in their euphoric discovery
as they both transcend to higher heights of intimacy and ecstasy.
The expressions of her eroticism were the fulfillment of a long held fantasy.
The passion of their interaction could never be duplicated;
every session, is like a salacious entry written secretly in a personal diary—
unique in its exitance, untamed, erotogenic, and fiery.
Her open toe heels, and black silk romper teddy are beautiful simplicity,
yet sexually appealing — highlighting the essence of her femininity.
The importance of foreplay is not missed,
in the sexually stimulating places that he is so enthusiastic to kiss—
She cannot hide her true desires that are revealed in her wetness;
the closing of her eyes, and her sensual sighs, tell him to keep going.
In pleasing her, he is also pleasing himself, in his undying yearning.
Her hips move in a rhythmic circular motion
that cause unselfconscious orgasms and uncontrollable screaming;
In the heat of passion, it is deep inside her that she feels him—
She kisses him again, deeply, to make sure she is not dreaming. -
They say agony purifies
The mind and body,
But the soul withers,
And the aura dies
Where there is unending torment
And pain incessantly. -
A vampiress once roamed alone,
looking for love, far away from her home.
Many men had come, and many had gone.
Some she had turned; some she had slowly
drained of their blood from stem to stern.
But after one thousand years unloved, she burned
with desire, for the true love that she yearned;
And when she found him he wouldn’t be turned,
and to her home, with him, she would return.
So she traveled far in search of love
with purple lipstick and black silk gloves;
In the day she slept, but the night was hers.
She was beautiful — with long dark hair,
manicured nails, and a seductive stare.
She went to places with many men there—
The first three she met, they offered sex,
but she drained their blood, and took their breath;
The same for the two after, and then the next.
But the seventh man, he took her hand,
and gave a kiss like a gentleman;
At first they dined with vintage wine,
then they slowly danced; his eyes were kind.
The dawn approached, so she had to go,
but before she left she let him know;
I am a vampiress, and I am old.
My heart does not beat, and my flesh is cold.
He said, My lady you are beautiful,
and now that I know what you are,
still I am not fearful; I promise forever to love you.
He then took her lovingly in his embrace, and said,
My love, let us leave this place.
Your love in darkness will be my fate;
but before the light, let us leave this place.
She looked at him and kissed his face,
and said, My love, let us leave this place. -
Rescue me from the torment of uncertainty,
And with the sweetness of your lips,
Tell me emphatically that you love me—
Lest I perish from heartbreak, unloved and in a state of insanity,
In tears, reaching for illusions of you—
Embracing nothingness, and telling you again and again
That you are my angel, and that you are beautiful. -
The tears she cries come from a deep sorrow that wounded her long ago.
She is in pain, but because her spirit is beautiful, sometimes it does not show.
She is an angel, who will transcend and touch the heavens, but she does not yet know.
She has held on for so long, but to heal, she will learn to let go. -
Love; a word often overused, misconstrued, and mischaracterized.
Love; it manifests in actions, speech, and the conveyance of the eyes.
Love; sometimes it is held in secrecy, but it is difficult to disguise.
Love; in the heights of intimacy, it is expressed intensely and beautifully.
Love; it is envied, even by the powerful and the wealthy.
Love; it cannot be attained with assets or any amount of money.
Love; in its essence and purity, it is transcendent, ethereal, and heavenly.
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She is with him, but she is unmoved in her responses,
For he is not her desire, but another man she fantasizes.
Intermittently, she feigns pleasure through spurious euphoric noises;
She cannot stop thinking of him and is taken in her longing.
Her spirit burns, in the fire of her unceasing yearning;
She is not his — but she truly wants to belong to him. -
In the heat of passion, they lock eyes like nothing else matters.
She holds onto him, lost in the euphoria of flowing eroticism;
Straddling him on a wooden chair, she takes control,
pacing every sensual movement on the tips of her toes.
He pulls her into him, kissing her passionately,
and finding every secret intricacy in her erogenous zones;
he is rewarded with the wildness of her lust and the echoes of her moans.
She purposely teases herself with every thrust, fast and then slow,
wanting the pleasure to last forever — not wanting to let go.
At the height of her euphoria she is beautiful; her nails dig into him,
and he is intoxicated by the pleasure of the feeling
and the lascivious words of her whispering.
Amatory ecstasy totally takes over;
her moans louder, his thrusts deeper.
Tightly, he holds her, caught in the
movements of her rapture.
She screams loudly, falling into him
uncontrollably, and then it’s over.
He looks at her with longing,
because she is his lover,
and he loves her. -
She meditates in darkness
Bathed in feminine softness
Bearing the contours of a sensual goddess
The aesthetic mystery of her body
is just the surfaceHer soul is beautiful and perfect in its purpose
Her voice is like many peaceful streams
and summer sunlight glistening on the surface
of calm rivers
