skinnyminnypink Poetry (13)

There once was a Maid from Kilkenny
Out walking one day found a penny
This worked in her favour
Cos one day it saved her
When the toilet door she didn’t need to jemmy

There once was a lass from Kilkenny
Who’s admirers on line were many
She mailed and she posted
Her bits, they got roasted
And so she decided to

Write poetry ...

My jean's are tight
My top is low
and all about is quivering
it's friday night, the lights are low
so when are you delivering ...........

The river
The current
The swirling water
The pushing current
The thrusting pushing
The tangled entwining
The entwined legs
Destiny
The uncoupling
The untangling
The safe shore
The quiet breathing
The eddying flow
The current
The river

Beginnings
First contact
Ache of burning desire
Consummation
Satisfied and glowing after
Peace and comfort and stroking
Overwhelming peace of comfort together
Promises of renewed experience
Satisfied
Glowing
After

Wet, pushing in on me,
Arousing me
I am on fire now
Taking you, and kissing your beautiful moist lips..
My hands are caressing your breasts
My fingers running over your hard nipples
And still I kiss your lips, so hot, so loving, so giving,
Hands running up and down your legs,
Caressing your stomach,
I am so hot now,
So full of fire,
I can’t get into you deep enough
You’re still with your back to me
So sexy, so loving, so hot
Like the river, twisting, and turning and writhing,
So wild and so free
I don’t want it to stop,
My tongue touches you, your scent, so becoming, so hot
I kiss
And kiss all that makes me love you,
Deep, and deeper inside you.

The breath of life
And your breath in my mouth
The fire in me now
The only sound is the river
Running within you

The faltering steps of early love
Tripping over misunderstandings
Teetering on the edge of insurmountable obstacles
Treading inadvertently on raw emotion
Running, rushing, from fear of losing contact
Hesitating, slowing, stopping
Turning
Reaching
Touching
Caressing
Strolling slowly under night sky


Together

The connection, the desire, the need,
The insanity of denying all others to the exclusion of the one
The fear of rejection
The fear of not realising expectations
The fear of trusting one who is unknown and untried
The overwhelming emotion
The fear of ending before beginning
The realisation that the end is the beginning, and to start from the end means the experiences of the beginning can only benefit from what went before
To love

You are the reason I smile when I wake in the morning
On my own
but hoping sometime
to share the feelings
And the snuggle and the stretch
And the stuff during the day
And the evening
And the snuggle and the stretch
In the morning
I love you

he is my soulmate

To talk is an agony because of the distance



I love him
the thought of him
the nearness of him
the feeling of him
the connection with him
I love him
I want nothing from him
I want everything
I love him
I wake thinking of him
I look at the river and he is there
I look at the sky, and he is there before me
He is there beside me

Chest heaving
Aching emptiness
Hungry but unable to eat
The sob caught in your throat
Tears at the most inopportune moments
Incomprehension
Only thought

Why?