Languorus strokes
trace the texture and curves,
the heat gently burns
deep in the pit of my soul
Wooing areola
the tip of your tongue
glides to its target
teasing tips to a frenzy
All reason flees
as straps feather,
brushed lightning
dimples my arms
I am lost in desire
I'm a slave to need,
the langer presses
urgency in its pulse
a spark ignites
as passion collides,
arising to your mouth
lips fire the flames
Undressing my soul
I again loss control,
my vow to never again
is lost to passions spin
Languishing light
tips the veils of morn,
a day of rest awaits
and I feel newly born
Comments
whew Jayne...good weekend!
whew Jayne...good weekend!
omg lol
Joan is that you ... I knew a woman by that name from Wingham road was friends with me and my ex husband lol ... long time no see
I wish it was that sort of weekend lol been way to ill ... its a memory more than anything.
Take care J x
Yes jayne it is. Small world
Yes jayne it is. Small world lol. Great to know youre alive kicking and still creating! X
Ps. Oh those memories ....
Ps. Oh those memories ....
Omfg
I didn't dare think it was you, I see your at Myall Lakes not far away at all !! Holy crap the memories sigh if only we could go back and do it all over again ...
Hows Terry these days ? Omg I cant believe id find you here ive been with Neo nearly 8yrs now its got me to whete I am now
And yes always creating, still sing every now and then but haven't been well enough will fill you in laters
Ive had a read of some od your stuff havent had time to comment will get to it when I get home tonight ... Just drove through Foster actually lol on my way to Newy
Love and big big hugs so good to see you gorgeous
Jayne xxxx
Jayne
A great sensitive write.
Why do you want to be born a man next time ????? lol
Take care lovely to see you back again,
Yours as always Ian..xx
Dear Dada
Hmmm oh I dont wanna be a man trust me ... reread that stanza again lol
Glad you liked it thought it would be a nice change from the stuff I've been writing
mucha love Jaughter xxx <3
Jayne
don't you think we have feelings all over LOL, just joking about being reborn a man, its not good living in this shell sometimes, as your write tells me about these things..
I shall go and lay down in a dark room and dream a while !!
Take care young Jaughter,
Yours as always, Ian, Anne, and the children xx
Jayne
(Lost of words as my jaw dropped. I'm in Dreamland)
Alid
Dear Alid
LMAO a true compliment !!
Curtsey hahahaha !!!
Much love J xxx
Sometimes...
memories can be almost as exciting as the initial event!
Nothing to critique here. Good stuff! Love ya, ~ Gee
Jayne
This one reminds me of Ellie Gouding song ''Love me like you do''.
Alid
well......
when I finally made it back to the keyboard only my knees were stiff lol. Things must be getting warmer down your way.........stan