Sunday, January 31, 2010

Foundation of lust

Her captivating beauty caught my eye as he smile with a wink she replied by walking towards me and we began to speak. Having me blushing like nothing before but all he could think about was if you wore boyshorts or thongs. Well since my mind wonder he began to go into deeper thoughts like how you kiss , touch, how soft your body was....
Lost in his own world
(pulse fast forward) so he get the number and we talk for a few days and she comes over to "Chill" we began to play fight and roll on the bed the he asked her to "play" truth or dare so she agreed blushing and smiling he knew he had her where he wanted her to be. The charm of him asking for a massage worked because she wanted one and he got to touch her the way he wanted to slightly sexual just to turn her on and tease her....Having her lost in a world of wanting to but not regreting it was easy remember he had a way with words... so he had sex with her with his eyes and she saw that he was ready to proceed and they did....they following weeks she began to blow up his phone so he started to shy away and he realize that he lust for beauty damn!!!

Beauty

There is so much beauty in life
Beauty is a gift of God
Beauty is in the heart wich touches,
another
Simplicity is beauty.

Beauty of sun setting in to ocean,
in evening
Truth is beauty, beauty is truth
Beauty is the best treasure for,
one's eye
the beauty of a love that is real.

Bright colors of the rainbow,
the beauty of spring
What is beauty?
Beauty is you.

idea of pain

Pain
Locked in chains
Pain
blown out vains
Pain
Guns and gangs
Pain
Ankles sprained
Pain
too much fame
Pain
filled with shame
Pain
you were played
Pain
you went away

What is Pain?

Pain over here pain over there
Pain in my heart pain in my soul
Pain in my mind
Pain in my skin pain in my bones

Pain being caused left and right
Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red
Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip
Pain being caused till you break into tears

Pain at school
Pain at home
Pain in my head, pain in my heart
Pain in my mind, pain in my soul

Pain happening in my sleep
Pain happening in my thoughts
Pain happening when I’m alone
Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone
Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life

Pain caused by anger and hate
Pain caused by hurt
Pain caused by greed
Pain caused by sorrow and depression
Pain caused by grief and confusion

Pain caused by your family and friends
Pain caused by the world
Pain caused by people you love

Pain driving me crazy
Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins
I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light
The light that will end my pain for good

Love is Pain

Love Is Pain
People say love is like a bond
Others say love is a feeling two people share,
Some say love is a game,
I say love is pain.

Love help you up when your down,
Just to push you back down again.

Love makes you feel great when you have it,
Just to laugh at you as you loose it.

I say love teaches you pain,
Beacause once the feeling of love goes,
We all try so hard to feel it again.

So in the end,
Love is pain.

My Everything

You are my heart, my hope, my help,
The passion that is me,
The whole of which I am a part,
My peace, my ecstasy.
You are my future, present, past,
My ship, my sail, my ocean,
The wind that brings me home again,
The home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I am
Without you all alone.
With you I am full of light;
Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,
But also it is true.
I think of life as something I
Can spend with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for such
Sweet celebrants as this!
Love is a burden and a joy,
Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,
Come sing with me my song.
Come be my Valentine, and I
Will love you my life long, my love,
Will love you my life long.
Valentines can do the math:
More than one is none.
Intimacy is intimate,
Else one must be alone.
One can be a Valentine
Only if one will
Take one for oneself, and then
Let the heart be still.
Valentines are all in one:
Parent, child, friend,
Pet and plaything, counselor,
Nurse, guide, journey�s end.
Valentines are never perfect,
Though they patient prove.
What one can expect of them
Depends upon one's love.

Beautiful..........

Beautiful eyes, beautiful face,
I'm shy to talk to you.
You're the eagle I must watch
No matter what I do.
You're the beauty, wild and free,
The mistress of my eyes,
Rolling through exultant air,
Alone in pristine skies.
I would take you for my own
Could I but have your wings,
Could I but go where night begins
And frozen sunlight sings.
Could I but have you for my love,
How might we fly together!
But I must watch you from below
And long for you forever.
But I must be the one below
And long for you forever.
Whose gift this is you cannot know.
My heart is in your keeping though.
You will not mind my writing here
To tell you that I love you so.
I know that you must think it queer
For me to love and not come near
But linger by some frozen lake
This most romantic time of year.
I sometimes give my head a shake
And ask if there is some mistake.
It's lonely out here 'mid the sweep
Of bitter wind and icy flake.
My love for you is dark and deep,
But it's a promise I will keep
As from afar I watch and weep,
As from afar I watch and weep.

Bump & Grind

Thump, thump, thump,
Bump, bump, & bump,
Rump, rump, a - rump,
Slump, slump, slump,
Within a crumpled space
two bodies in semi haste
resign to recurring fate
Better never than late?
Is this all on offer?
No time to discover?
What sex is all about?
Please, let this guy out
Though a silly parody
to float commercially
Some bedrooms cry
and other places sigh
Love is not just sexiness
But also a smooth caress
To bump is to undress
To grind is fuck at best
Come on - Hold bump
and grind. It’s time
to accept smooth operator
Bump & Grind see ya later…

How To Understand a Woman

Unlike men, driven by their heads
and the need to satisfy minute lust
a woman will cautiously tread
and seek the assurance of trust
A man’s vision can be impaired
because of its direct link
A woman is not easily swayed
as she needs to have a think
A change in a man’s daily routine
though varied to the tiniest degree
is a huge ripple on a gentle stream
and a woman will sense ambiguity
Understanding a woman
is not an option
and men will be broken
in painful fashion
Caveman days should be history
if ever they were
But the message within the story
is the same - how to handle her
Treat your lady special
and should you cheat
gone is the cute angel
then your ass is meat…

Strip Tease

The girl is such a steamy tease
showing her pink swollen nipples
To her, it’s about the core fantasy,
for me, I worry about the ripples,
Have you heard of cause and effect?
Words whispered within the ear
Images stored as you turn the neck
Symptoms - victim, in need of repair
The lady has a voracious appetite
Indeed sat with those legs spread
Is it time to give up the useless fight
and follow her to our broken bed?
No, the challenge is worth plan B
and the knees must be kept steady
‘Up to taunting tricks again?’ said she
tossing the rose coloured panty
‘Ha!, what tricks?’ I muttered sheepishly
‘for I am your flexible dough.’
Then came the end of plan wannabe
cause the sexy lady upped the tempo
She stripped and how she did tease
She brought the man to his knees
A lesson to be learnt, if any,
Don’t dare a tease, it’s not funny!

Berries and Nice-cream

Generally five fruits a day
hinders a premature display
of embarrassment to men
Are you listening, friend?
Mylovepoet is boldly promoting
the concept of fruits generating
not only more randy and frequent sex
but also how it keeps things in context
Raw peanuts, though not a fruit
can be added to the loop
They are a natural side snack
firmly supporting the upright back
Strawberries, kiwi, grapes, apples
tropical mangoes when available
Boost and help the male libido
thereby giving a smile to an ego
Nice cream and not ice-cream
and he comes in-between
She giggles with genuine satisfaction
and men have maintained their reputation.

Erotic

After our evening out together
and enjoying each others
company, we settled into a grove
Light music swayed the mood
A tall glass of red sherry
for you, and bubbly for me,
A conscious clink of glassware
and a wink as time couldn’t care
One, then two and a half
glasses you consumed, I laughed
as you got up, then swayed
intentionally. Was I prepared?
Heck yes! I quickly got up
Slowly with an obvious look
began to follow your rolling hips
somewhere in between, our lips
connected. You pushed me away
teasingly, showed black underwear,
which hastily fell to the wooden floor
I stuttered please honey, “More, more,”
Rocking from side to glorious side
your fingers found my aching pride
You worked in an expert fashion
and I smiled with tingling appreciation
We took turns in giving pleasure
first it was this, then the other,
Screams of joy shook the silence
between piped songs in the distance
The evening delivered
Our bodies satisfied, pampered,
We connected, soul and body ,
That’s how it should always be.

Missing You - Masturbating



Sweet pomegranate - I’m missing you
like the almost perfect yesterday
Today’s page offers an overview
for analysis, along the stuttering way
It warms me also - that you’re aware
my reflections are not sinister
Maybe - somewhat debonair
and always to push us ever closer
You send me scented words sealed
in a beautifully crafted envelope
Each one oozing sex appeal
stroke after sizzling stroke
I close my hesitant eyes
and focus, then try to memorize
you - not the now proper girl
at work - and in a different world
My fingers led my mischievous hand
into what might be - Taboo Island
I felt a naughty surge escalating
and found myself instinctively masturbating
How do I feel after the act?
Certainly not guilty
Many closets have protected facts
But that is another story…

What’s the Best Sex Position?



An article with the above title
written by one Brian Alexander
caught my attention more than a little
because of its content and maneuver
Quoting some of what he said
will pop in and out
Sex is best enjoyed with a head
and the boldness to release a shout
The best position is what really works
and some women like it on top
But, do women wear escalating skirts
and enjoy the very popular lollipop?
Being on top gives the belief of control
sometimes the clitoris gets more stimulation
However sex never grows old
but we who do should adjust expectations
How long a man’s leg should be?
Lincoln was asked with some subtlety
Enough to reach the ground
He must have meant, while stooping down.
Gosh! Could one just imagine?
A penis of such proportion
It would be best to keep that hibernating
And retire it to a distant location…

Mind Body & Soul

It can be damn scary
Wonderfully enigmatic
Mind adjusts accordingly
Routine becomes habit
Take Paul for example
A daring fighter pilot
Shot down in dense jungle
Eventually caught
Literally minutes ago
Open skies parted
Freedom his shadow
Now departed
Locked in hell’s kitchen
Forgotten in a song
His captors said nothing
Fear trembled all along
Paul thought of Anna
Wife of ten years
Her face – the motivator
Soothing broken tears
Isolation, veiled threats
Silence around every bend,
Paul sift regrets
His mind - a close friend

Sexual Appointments

What once was an automatic action
of couples, impulses and seduction
has sadly been resigned to a misery
Accusations counter ploys verbally,
Any number of reasons is guilty
in this present age of fast reality
Distractions are also a sly culprit
with hands deep in the pockets
Dicks are sore from inactivity
The privates of women lonely
Frustrations bite their toe nails
What else, when all else fails
And so out comes the black diary
or whatever colour meets a fancy
Sexual dates are penned in ink
which do fail as dates can blink
Now back to the drawing board
which has also become bored
Promises served with a rare smile
Hopes again dashed after awhile
What the fuck is going on?
Is this the gnawing Swan?
Has the curtains been drawn?
Wake me up – please someone

Love of Sex

When he was much younger
and sex an interesting novelty
he went for days, no longer,
in positions of varying degrees
The expression ‘sex on the brain’
was definitely not a misquote
For him it was an express train
or a ‘to China slow boat’
An orgasm would be welcomed
The delight of a tingling sensation
But he preferred lengthy sex-trysts
and the wild, mind blowing kisses,
As one becomes more mature
It’s not a distance thing anymore
The emphasis revolves on quality
Criteria for many an impatient lady
Sign up to the ‘Sex-On-Tap’ academy
An oasis in the desert of plenty
A photo-framed signed certificate
And confirmation with a handshake
Classes are twice a year
June – Nov, Jan – May
However, please be warned
classes are one – one

Second Chances

The girl and I connected immediately
It was the abstract, some call chemistry
I’m aware this may seem a tad crazy
But it was an open window to our story
I was caught in-between a loopy transition
To put it mildly, I needed a naughty vixen
Don’t you dare try analyzing my situation
And then presume sex was the motivation
Eventually sex would come into play
And the must have appetizer of foreplay
But, today was about the conversation affair
And a solid foundation without more delay,
To convey with words adequately
The passion, energetic buzzes, intensity,
which kept flowing between her and me
Would be to belittle the moment for eternity
One head was led by the conversation
The other followed, by inept reputation,
I must seek professional consultation
but it would take some gentle persuasion
We agreed to a future date
As time was following its fate
A slow warm kiss helped to escalate
the firm connection we love to debate…