Carol awakens. As usual, her spouse was up and gone to work when she dragged herself out of bed. Carol saw a bright pink piece of paper hanging from her dresser mirror when she raised her head. Sleepily Carol walked up to it and read it.
Carol, I woke up early this morning, and all I desired to do was watch you sleep. I watched the way morning rays of the sun tenderly embrace your unclothed flesh inch by inch. An embrace that made me envious because I can not touch your flesh with the same softness. I watched the way you reached out for my body's warm comfort, but after realizing I was no longer next to you, my eyes witness a frown appear on your face. Then you balled up into the fetal position, which made you feel safe and warm.
Without a sound, I walked to the bed and softly stroked your forehead, then watched your body reacted to my loving touch. A reaction that made your body spread open as if it was warming from the inside out. It was a reaction that made me realize how much you love me and miss me when I am not at your side.
I had to fight the urge to wake you and take you into my arms, then kiss away all of your fears, all of any pain you might have. But I love you so much I knew one kiss would not be efficient enough to withhold the passion I have for you within me. So I let my eyes keep watching.
Watch the soft breathes your lungs took while you slept. Watch your body's soft curves that have not changed much even after years have passed you by and the stress it bored, bearing our two children.
I so wanted to be here when you first open those light brown eyes and watch the rays of the sun dance in them. Then climb back into the bed and hold you tight in the firm hungry embrace of my arms. Then go back to sleep so I could wake up with you still in place inside my arms.
Sweetheart, it is time for me to leave, but before I do, I want you to know I will be thinking of you every minute, every second of this day. And when I return home, I want you to have many warm kisses, waiting in anticipation of embracing my expecting lips.
A Song Poem: is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase, word or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song... Please push play before you start to read...
Slow soft deep bass pitched from the big black stereo speakers
High soft-pitched guttural moans sound as if it were singing in the background of the soulful music
Deep breaths of air echo off the bedroom walls, as hips dipped and swirled in a unison rhythmic motion
Au Au Au "Oh baby, you feel so good in me"
"Deeper baby, deeper"
"Tear it up, tear it up baby", exhaled past parted red-painted lips
A quick change of sexual positions left her thighs straddling over his
Her body slowly lower, letting his harden mass slowly penetrate past the resist of her vulva lips, then ease deep inside her wanting wet womb
His staggering mass slowly fill her small opening to maximumcapacity
Lungs gasp whispers of:
"Oh baby, you are so tight"
"Ride me baby... Ride me"
Oh shi … e … e … e ... rode on the deep bass notes floating in the room pungent scent of wedded consensual sex
Mind staggering sensations rush up her spine as her body reaches up toward the sky
Slow long measured strokes flow slowly - steadily up, then down her womb sensitive walls
As their bodies capture the sheer rapture of sensations bombarding their minds
Its penetrating force reaches so deep inside their bodies, it reach into their very souls
Up... Down
Up... Down
Up... Then Down
Her appealing body "ride high" on top of his rock hard masculinity
Hands reach up
Her curvy body leans forward
The swell of her bosom fall into the crest of his hands, impaling her solid erect nipples into the center of his palms
A firm gentle squeeze corrupt a soft deep moan from her lungs, while she "rides high" on him
Back arch
Womb walls tighten
Squeezed girth of harden flesh is so tight his lungs gasp in euphoric torment
Belly muscles tighten then swing in a soft slow fluid back and forth motion
Making her body dance on top of his like a graceful belly dancer
Deep groan vibrate in his chest as her love dance manipulate his love staff like no other
The velvet softness of her womb walls rub over the top of the mushroom head of his inflexible shaft, then slowly down to his thick anchoring base like a sailboat sailing over low tide in the moonlight
Surreal sensations run rampage from his loins up his spine, crashing deep into the base of his brain
Masculine hands grip her waist with brute force, as his mind climb the ladder of sexual high
Fingertips hold tight on her buttock, as he cram every ounce of his harden fiber inside her tightening womb
Eyes glance upcatching the stare of her eyes fixated on his
Her body ride straight up
Her womb weep profusely on his harden mass
While her firm ample breast bounce in rhythm of her body dance
Smooth long strokes of harden flesh slide in and out her cramped opening
The sides of his massive girth brush against an erect protruding clitoris peeping through its shield
The rhythm of their dance, his manly size, the angle of her position, caused electrified sensations so deep and intense inside her womb, her mind quickly defaulter into a " sexual high"
As his sexual high reach its peak, his eyes no longer see her
They see bright stars that glitter around the moon
They see the hue of the blue sky
Just as they see the brightness of the sun punching through the white clouds of blue skies, his lungs s-c-r-e-a-m "i'm cumin' baby, I'm cumin'
His body snap rigid
His harden mass palpitate with force of urgency, as his loins explode with the force and heat of a megaton napalm bomb
A strangle cry of release grunt from his lungs while the heat of his manly seed ejaculates hard and deep into the heat of her receiving womb
"Oh baby", it's so hot race passed her lips a fractional moment before her body becomes taut, then spasm with deep tremors
Hips flail, womb spasm, as harden flesh penetrates beyond belief
Lava hot sperm mixed with her slippery lubricate, pushes out her hot womb and run down his scrotum flesh spilling on the sheets, puddling into a large circle
Bodies shake and quake, as the after shock of their high of sexual release soars through their extremities
Silence are the cries of passionate sex
Silent is the sound of wet suction and bodies crashing head on into each other
Absent are the thoughts that run through their minds
Present is the smell of mixed sex juices filtering through their nostrils as lungs breathe deeply
Present is the soft deep bass of the music playing over and over in the background
While bodies lie motionless in a vertical heap of contented flesh
Whispers of "I love you" quietly whisper into ears as minds realize only true love for another can take you on this kind of "Sexual High " from "Riding High"
Silhouette of naked body hid in the dim light of the room
Fingertips find than ease over feminine folds lightly skimming over its crescent curves that slowly swell under the softness of fingertips touch
As she slept, as if commanded, her legs open wider, letting my touch reach further, strum over the soft flesh of her folds easier, steadier
Petite body gingerly shifted her back slightly arched as soft moans reached out of the shadow of her mouth while my fingertips slip through the slippery moistness that seeped from the crevice between swollen folds
Firm lips capture an erect nipple in a plucking motion
The softness of her hand is felt on the back of my neck that slightly ease my head forward as her back arched which pushed the pillow softness of her full breast deeper into the moist heat of my greedy mouth
A sudden shudder rip through her extremities as one fingertip pressed forward into her feminine opening
Thighs muscles shiver as a second finger join the first As it intrude pass resistance of her vulva opening
Body muscles contract as two fingers firmly swirl in the tight confinement of her sex passage while rocking quickly back and forth down her slick feminine walls sharp swirling sensations sweeping from her womb up her spine entice her hips to gyrate in the rhythm of my fingertips precise motion
Soft moans fill the night air as my fingers reach deeper down her sex soft pliable walls that was starting to weep profusely from exhalation of passion from my lips suckling my tongue licking the soft creamy flesh of her bosom
Lips suckled harder fingers travel faster open eyes could not see past passion tears as her body wrenched and jerk from sensations of jubilation that ripped through her extremities
Call out of my name was heard just before her body became tense then shuddered in release as long manipulating fingers rapidly touched her sensitive spot again and again
While her body lay in a heap her mind drifted into the space of sexual afterglow
Her chest raised high in the air as her lungs force feed air back into them
Fingers continue to roam lips continued to seek out the most sensitive spots on her flesh but she does not feel it as her mind drift in the conscious of unknown origins
Once I realized her body was in the space of the after state I raised my head and watched contentment ease across her face,
My lips form a smile knowingly once again I had brought her to the pinnacle of sexual pleasure ... (c) 1ManView
Nonet Poem: A Nonet poem has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc.… until line nine finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject, and rhyming is optional. A Reverse Nonet poem is just that, reversed order...
Instead of morning breakfast, my nostril was full with your manly aromatic scent My eyes open to see the throb of your thick elongated hardness inches from my lips
My body slowly stretch My face quickly smile My tongue slowly slithers past parted lips and wet the head of your pulsating demise Slowly, I took it in until my mouth was full
After my head draw up, then slowly descend, sliding my lips down the velvet smooth flesh of your hard girth I hear first of many Of your lewd Monday moans.........
When my eyes open to that morning look in his eyes My mind was immediately seduced... When his lips met mine with a gentle morning kiss It felt so inviting.... When his long slender fingertips lazily trace the smooth curves of my body Electrifying sensations rushed through my extremities... When his fingertips reached down then under my panties, and softly strummed the tip of his thumb over the erect tip of my pink throne My body writhe from the provocative sensations ... When he forcefully spun my body around and forced the red panties riding my hips down to the center of my thighs My mind, body, and soul were captivated.... When I felt the strength of his hands tenderly palming, kneading on the firm roundness of my backside It felt exceptional alluring...... When he push the swollen length of his hardness deep inside the wetness of my pink feminine den It took away all reasons for me to breathe.... When he gently rode deep inside my moist wanting glory Monday moaning was on....
