A Song Poem ... In The Air Tonight, By Phil Collins..

I heard this song on girlajustami blog, accomplishing a wonderful short story,
Which sparked my version in a Prose poem form...
Check my friend out at http://lisa-justagirl.blogspot.com/  for a great read...
(Truth or Dare, 6-21-12)

Push play, poem was written in the slow beat of the song:

A slow read folks...

Summer, warm breeze, floats through the black window screens,

Followed by the hue of red, blue, and bright yellow, of the sun rays running away, from the dark that surrounds the glow of the moonlight

Anticipation,

Fear...

Wanting...

Excitement...

Torment my inner feelings,

As friends prepare to become forever lovers

Kids that played cowboys and Indians,

Me, always the cowgirl tied up to the tree,

You, always the cowboy, coming to my rescue

I remember, the first time we met,

You, the new kid on the block, running down the street,

Me, running towards you, acting like I didn't see you,

Head on, we met, and we both lost our two front teeth,

Not knowing that at that moment, life had brought us together, to become more then just friends

I remember,

Two friends, who bedrooms faced each other,

Two friends, who stood at their windows, and shared the moonlight bright glow, in the still of the night,

Two friends, who kept each other company at the windows, as the thunderstorms shook their homes, with all its might,

Two friends, who loved the feel of the cool summer night breeze, as it gently flowed through their window screens, onto their tiny faces, as they shared a smiling, stare of friendship

But now,

Boy, is a full grown man,

Tall, sleek, muscular, gentle,

Embraces the soft flesh of a woman, whose once straight girly figure is now full of womanly curves, whose short curly hair, now flows over the shoulder of a idealistic woman 

Tonight, the moment has come,

A moment, I have waited for such a long time, 

A moment, where we become more then friends,

A moment, of a start of a new life together,

A moment, I have dream of most of my life,

Where you and I, unite as one

Shaky fingertips, ease over washboard stomach,

As unsteady fingers, stroke over bare round breast flesh,

A deep soft kiss, steadied our nerves,

As a rush of lust, gathers in our loins

Hearts race,

Bodies, presume the missionary position,

Penetration, is followed by a memorable pain,

A pain, that turns into an unforgettable pleasure,

As the thunder of love, passion, and lust, rushes through our souls

I've been waiting for this, for such a long time,

Waited, all this time, to make love to you,

Waited, all this time, for you, to make love to me

Summer breeze gradually blows across our bodies,

As we lay close to the window,

Fingertips mesh as one,

As bodies intertwine, 

Gentle deep strokes fall slowly in my mist,

Sensations of wants, grip my soul,

Whispers of love, seek my ears,

As strokes of a genteel friend, slowly falls between my legs, with the passion of a lover

A lover, who unites us as one,

A lover, whom like I, has waited for this all his life

Lips urgently greet deeply,

Hips gyrate hard, fast, and furious,

The sensation of his swell penetrating the dark depths inside me sends my body into convulsions

Hips gyrate quickly,

Minds flash of the past,

A tied up damsel, a hero coming to her rescue,

A memory that will last forever, just like this moment of feeling his forth coming

Coming, inside me for the very first time tonight,

A coming, that consummates us as husband and wife,

A moment, we have waited for all our life's...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Hump Day Poem, Euphemistic Sex .... Prose Poem...

While you were inside me,

I felt your eyes eagerly watching me,

As my body twist and contort to the sensations of our sexual play,

Your hands kneading my body like clay,

Your kisses building a fire in the bottom of my belly,

That's burning hotter, by the second

As one hand holds tightly onto my backside, the other roam the bare sweaty surface of my flesh, all while your hips gyrate of wanting, me,

While your inflated manhood smoothly glide deep into my watery depths

A hushed scream escape my lungs, hurriedly rushing past parted lips, breaking the silence of the dark room, as your length immerse itself inside my wake, like an oil drill rig, drilling for oil deep in the ocean dark depths, lethargically slow and precise,

Enticing moans and groans of ecstasy to flow in the rhythm of your hips vertical impalement of your rock hard manly membrane

Heaving breast, lightly bump into wide chest,

While painted fingernails leave a trail of etched skin on bareback flesh

Legs open wider,

Manhood descend deeper into my wet,

One set of hips buck up, as the other gyrates down,

Deep breaths are pushed out lungs, on each of your hips downward plunges,

Blissful sensations rush into minds,

Leading them to the world of heaven sexual content

Up... Down...

Up, Down...

Hips gyrate in sexual sync,

Pushing, pulling, his blood engorged membrane in and out the tight confinement of my pink depths

Right there, right, there,

My softest voice whispers into your ear, as your spacious girth slowly slides directly on the side of my fully erect clit,

Slowly bringing my sexual need closer to closure

A subdued voice whisper faster,

Faster, oh faster,

Then become audible loud while speaking,

Harder baby, harder

Painted nails anchor deep into bareback flesh,

As your hips gyrate faster and dip deeper,

After pulling the head of your rock hard assault out the comfort of my womb, and leaving only the tip of its head in my wake, your hips ram forward with brutal force, slamming your swollen manly membrane deep as possible into my wet

A squealing scream echoes in the room,

While hips bounce off push bed mattress on your every deep stroke,

My graveling voice whispers I'm-m, cumin-n-n, as sharp shear sensations runs amuck inside my loins

Quakes consume my body muscles,

As your forever swelling membrane urgently slide up and down the center of my haven walls

Spasms, followed by tighter spasms, envelop your harden membrane with tightness,

Hips pump harder, to push your swell beyond my haven tightness,

But is soon consumed by its heat and over powering grip,

Which entice your swollen palpitating swell, to spill and fill my opening with white hot seed that is so hot, it causes my haven to convulse, my voice to perpetually moan in ecstasy

Bodies on fire quake and sake to a rumble,

Then to a stumble,

Then crumble,

Into a sexual fumble

Limpness lay still inside my wet core,

Words of deep affection sooth my ears,

A soft kiss, embrace my lips,

Deep affected hugs, envelop my body...

As we lay in the quiet, fingertips sooth your back flesh,

Soft kisses seek the softness of my neck, causing my body to stir and wiggle, my heaven to spasm,

The center of my haven can feel the start of our next sexual dance arising....

1Manview © 1999 – 2012