Mornings….

Who am I to speak of love
While that ball of sand
trickles ever faster
through my clutching hand
leaving pale reminders
in the form of dust
Memories of better days
yet I may speak of lust

The parakeet who greets the dawn
with some ungodly scream
awakened me
or did he
was it still a dream

Or were you there
beside me
by Morpheus entrapped
jet the hair
body sleek
as quietly I unwrapped
those sheets
tainted by loving
from the night before
In my greed
such desperate need
for now I want you more

Oh that scent of loving
I still taste your scream
Musky warm
Senses swarm
This cannot be a dream

You; comfortable
a foetus
snuggled in the cover
I now awake
I hesitate
will you greet your lover

Fascinated
Wondering
Do you dream of me
Shoulder bared
Do I dare
Shortly we shall see

Planes of light
Shadowing
curled into yourself
I need to touch you
oh so much
have you for myself

Collarbone
sublimely curved
Just a hint of ear
Tempting me
with ecstasy
hiding in your hair
Ripples of your spine
betray you as you lie
Sheet will slide
pure delight
perfect to my eye

Neck is bent
so tempting
just one fatal kiss
Primal needs
foreshadow deeds
offering sweet bliss
A sigh
A movement
A nipple now in view
I enfold
so I can hold
spooning into you

Feel me
desperate
pressing near your core
Last entry
just an entrée
now I want you more

Swollen lips
I want them
part as fingers slide
Sucking heat
seems to greet
me as I slip inside

Do I hear a gasp; a sigh
echoing your love of sleep
Hip movement
improvement
gliding in so deep

Enraptured
Encaptured
no movement now
no sound
Deeper still;
controlling will
feeling I could drown

You; still slumber
muscles take control
milking me
dream ecstasy
Two become one whole
Feel you
Watch you
nipples hard as glass
Trembling loins
we are joined
shudder as you pass
into that place
where dreams are real
sleep deep again my lover
Heartfelt sighs
passion dies
I replace the cover
..
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Just fun

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Comments (2)

hedistuff
golly! how could you hold off or hold up for so long? I was a goner third of the way through...thanks longte...
longte
Thanks for the comments

It was fun to play in there for a while
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