Nights

Last hurrah of everyday
Moon is shining among the stars
To stare would be rude
but how can you end a day
without the best part of your life

We all must learn that days only lead to more
But somehow I feel
Each time one ends
I want it to never be forgotten

Pressed together we sign a pact
Lips, hips and fingers
That tonight shall be the best
Cuddles, kisses and sleepy eyes
A bed left cold since morning

On to the sheets we fall
Covers over, heads on pillows
No belts, socks or jeans
Only skin and fuzziness allowed

The end has come
and dreams begin
of what night could possibly be better

Afternoons

Out the door and wandering
Grass, trees a nice big park
Settle down for an apple or pear
a cool drink in the hot bright sun

Relaxing, walking, talking and lost
All thoughts on now
the day is still young
Small touches and little pecks
Maybe a hug or grasp

Build up the love
Let out the stress
Minds can wander just like hands
But move on we must
Just like the sun, fading
Leading us home

To often the afternoon
Is not cherished
A stepping stone to night
Or the dread from the morning

Lets remember our afternoons
in the sun

Waking without you is something wrong,
unnecessary.  The only positive would be
the knowledge of your body coming back
to this spot some day
to be squeezed
warmed and to warm
as the bright sun rays tangle through the
shades.

Knowing one day we’ll not wake at all
just lay together, only leaving the warmth
to come back quickly with the feel of love
still tingling our skin
that pressure of blankets
softness of pillows
squeek of mattress

Let’s make our bed and lay down

Never to leave

Walking into the room I could feel the tension.  The passion had long since passed, now there was a faint smell of shame; maybe I was imagining it but I felt like a star.  The relief pitcher come in to save the game.  The old starter had tired, couldn’t finish the job, letting his teammate down.

As he entered the room I felt my body pulse, no more tension in my body, finally it was my time.  Years of love, but now it was time for Lust.  His strength filled the space between us; and as his eyes saw the limp failure a cocky smirk crept across his lips.  I couldn’t believe this bravado, to step into the ring in the face of the aging bull.

Now, many love filled years later I still remember that smirk, how it makes me feel, how his youth, vitality and strength finally quenched my Lust.

Yellow is the colour

Sun, your dress

the leaves on the tree

me, still on the grass

Sweating in the sun

smiling up at you.

glistening lake

we crossed on the canoe

Thoughts of past

old and new memories

this it, the sun

your dress and the trees.

Somedays I wake up and LUST fills me
and its all I think of
Most days though, your the woman I love, loved and will continue to love

When we first started all this I never dreamed of the small things
The “kiss” at the edge of your lips, the scrunch of your “angry” face
the way I yearn to have you enjoy the food I cook

Most of all its the way I turn over in the morning
you slide in as I roll into you
We fit together its why when we make LOVE its amazing

And why our love is amazing

Your hands creep into places they are not allowed

“No,” my mind screams as your fingers squeeze and fondle

A startled gasp leaves my mouth as my arms lose control

I grab your arms and pin you down

“Your not supposed to do that,” I exclaim.

You pout your lips and declare, with a naughty streak creeping into your eyes,

“if I can play, then I’ll let you play.”

As you tickle me and my body spasms, my mind wanders to the thought of sweet revenge.

Pinning your hands above your head, my mouth moves towards your neck

letting my warm breath fall over your ears, cheek and slowly press my lips to your neck.

I reveal your breasts and sexy stomach as my lips slide down your collarbone

following your breasts to your navel,

Gripping your sides I pull your hips into my chest, my lust erecting to its full potential.

With only a thin piece of cotton covering your moist, sweet lips

I kiss my way along the insides of your thighs

stopping only briefly to inhale your intoxicating smell before my mind is lost

in lust and pleasure.  Swiftly your panties fall to the floor revealing you to me.

With no thoughts but wanting to hear you moan, feel you tremble and watch your back arch with pleasure

I let my tongue work

… your breathing subsides as your trembles dissipate

between my fingers sliding up your spine and my tongue flicking along your ear.


    Make me lose control, and I’ll make you lose it completely.