She walks with an air of lavish confidence, Exuding natural sensuality without attempt, There is a hint of seduction in her exotic eyes, Radiating genuine sexuality without intent. She strolls with a casual but enticing poise, That simple undertakings seem more intense, With a chance that suggestive gestures will give way, To underhanded innuendoes that build suspense. There's a delectable and erotic mystery to her, When demure expressions feel like provocation, As if there is more pleasure in the agony of waiting, Reveling in the wanting and taunting of hot titillation It seems impossible that a woman can do this to a man, When a simple gaze can easily seduce and subdue, Bringing him to complete and total subjugation, By the way she carries herself and looks at you.
Standing face to face in the forest barefoot on cool green moss gazing deep into to his eyes for the first time her silver tongue is at a loss ~*~ Wanting so desperately to speak her truth yet that moment has surely past his eyes tear into her soul leaving her breathless ~*~ As they stood there in silence rain fell like kisses from heaven until their bodies were totally covered as the layers of clothes seemed to melt away it was more than just each others souls that they had discovered Standing face to face in the forest barefoot on cool green moss gazing deep into to his eyes for the first time her silver tongue is at a loss ~*~ Wanting so desperately to speak her truth yet that moment has surely past his eyes tear into her soul leaving her breathless ~*~ As they stood there in silence rain fell like kisses from heaven until their bodies were totally covered as the layers of clothes seemed to melt away it was more than just each others souls that they had discovered
I felt him shiver along my spine it was like butterflies kissing me back to life like honesty breathing into my pores 'tasting vanilla' I felt him scorch my bones soldering every fracture I was punch drunk from his onslaught of tenderness 'safe in his place' lithe in the palm of his hands and he took my diffidence while green blades whimpered below my writhe he weighted me down with rock and fire I wanted to burn to his pyromania urge my perspiring limbs pressing earth and I didn't want to die just yet our air was riotous rip-roaring into the atmosphere vocals violating the ambient silence and we kept on trespassing virulent and wild we were a blazing contortion every cell quaked as he played me hard caught by my feline gaze he came undone inside the bow of my velveteen verve savage to my uprooted cries silencing me with quenched lips
Hold me... Let your hands, brace my flesh... Kiss me... Let your lips, twist into my dreams... Tease me... Make my body, wrap into your world... Want me... Cause my mind, to loose it's sanity... Free me... Show me, how to come alive with your finger tips... Consume me... Take my breathe, with your delicious taste... Overpower me... Make me become lost in your gaze... Seduce me... Move within me until I tremble within your love...
To the left she stood, pondering her way through the maze. He was to her right, his mouth birthing fire. Her approach, flawless, every move calculated. His callous, singed hands left nothing to aspire. His fondness for fire she could not comprehend. Her armoured approach always showed him new shores. She is the yellow Sun that he feeds off. His blueness she inexplicably adores. Unable to fit in each other's shoes, they bathed in each others glory. Drawing life, strength and inspiration. As the circus went on, they realised. They are all they have, they are all they need. With the love they shared, naught will be lost...even in translation.
Delicately she collects his thoughts... Places them deep within her breasts... Lies him down upon her skin... Kisses him gently, to unleash his strength... Moves her frame around his soul... Whispers deeply into loins... Consumes him by her fragrance... Unravels him with her smile... And all the while, she is giving her all to him, he hadn't noticed she is melting away...
you pull the pins from my silk construction fingers follow flow as raven curls tumble in stark contrast with alabaster shoulders throat bared in a harsh breath an invitation to taste to devour me whole i tug at you urgently stripping away the layers hiding your skin from my greedy gaze eager to feel you pressed against me touching head to toe without barriers to impede my hunger . . . steam rises whisps cling licking contours . . . flushed cheek against tile the cooling kiss offers no reprieve from your scalding caress and the warm cascade heightening sensations overwhelming senses as your white knuckle grip accepts my callipygous offering my hips fit your hands sculpting my flesh to your demanding tempo moans echo in unison lost in the dissimilitude of arching into and away from ice and fire devastating my composure
Between my soft thighs That's where I want you Tantalising my 8000 nerve endings In that sacred place of mine The top of your head moving vigorously Your tongue working overtime I want you sucking me Licking me Nibbling me Entering me with your fingers Your tongue I want to experience that feeling That sees me trying to get away from you Cause those endings are so sensitive But staying spellbound Locked in your touch My juices oozing You, drinking my essence Sending me to the realms of heaven Do I expect too much?
I'm in deep yearn A hunger so rare I need the taste The tease upon my tongue The delight of hot saliva Lets get stimulated I know the spots to do I will make it so tight I want the creamy leftovers An expusion on my face The intense joy of longing My appetite deeper in lust A passion to slurp up slowly This pleasure to devour Twirling side to side Pushing up against walls Breaking the limit to releasement These fingers so sticky to lick My mouth still moist and open A quick pinch at ecstasy Ready to consume me May I request for another taste Be my midnight sin to succumb
Ben and brae shadow the boggy moors and fields of heather Auld bones lay upon their bed of soft fur and downy feather. In a glen hugging base of Aonach Mor, a hame of wood and earth Happy memories made in the warm licht cast from a loving hearth A Highlander and his wee bonnie Lass, together in life as in death"Tha gaol agam ort" whispered upon their dying breath. They rise above the Standing Stones of Stennese, and over the Black Isle Rays of light that twirl and birl while traveling their heavenly mile. These souls not a fate to live and die, but to be reborn again And so they come back down to earth and join the mortal stain Life after life searching for the other, each straining for content In leaving their mortal coil, each hopeful in another rise and decent With serendipity's magic, a deep connection upon a call Minds never knew what they were searching, the Hearts may have found it all As two old souls reach across time and distance to reunite in this place Kindred spirits who have long waited, for this loving and completing embrace