This moment
bathing in pale beams
of your touch
warm sensations of bliss
sliding over my body
gentle waves of need
building down low
purient ache
to have all of you
inside me
*
©MidwestFantasy
November 2019
human touch
Unleash
My hunger howled
like a storm
fierce with need
to unleash
*
your body
feeding it
stoking the fires
of my writhing ache
begging me to let go
*
my release
a fury
of sound and motion
pleasure to
to your ears and eyes
sated gratitude
to my lust
**
©MidwestFantasy
June 2019
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Gentle Hands
Gentle hands
destroy me
with your grace
rip open
hidden desires
let them breathe
and give me life
so in return
I may be
everything
your heart craves
*
©MidwestFantasy
June 2019
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Tracing Curves
Gentle curves
traced as if a poem
his touch of soft letters
feel of resplendent bliss
each stroke designing beauty
upon a stark page
waiting
to become his greatest creation
*
©MidwestFantasy
April 2019
(Word of the Day Prompt Challenge)
Tracing Her
Skin kissed
by light of summer’s flame
smooth beauty
his hands traced
with exquisite poetic strokes
creating of her
a love sonnet
for him to read
over and over
*
©MidwestFantasy
07/19/2018
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Thaw of Salvation
Her body
a sea of
delicate frozen crystals
trapped in time
silenced by neglect
shimmering in wait
for soft warmth
of human touch
her only chance for
a thaw of salvation
*
©MidwestFantasy
06/08/2018
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Blank Map
Unfold the blank map
I lay before you
draw paths
where you see need
feel your way
line me
with imagination
until
I am all the roads
you desire
©MidwestFantasy
04/10/2018
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Tentative Fingers
Let not
tentative fingers
stop
before my skin
let me show them
the poetry of touch
the handwriting of love
the story two lover compose
as one
©MidwestFantasy
09/19/2017
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Morning Fingertips
Touch me
with morning fingertips
longing to awaken
what stirs
beneath the skin
©MidwestFantasy
08/13/2017
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His Fingertip Journey
He uses only fingertips
single
tracing across forehead
then two
outlining sides of my face…
Slowly
as if afraid to speed
one slinks down neck and breastbone
stopping to tickle belly button…
Then two rough tips winding paths
down both tender, smooth inner arms
ending creating circles
in my palms…
Full five fingers
finding breasts a playground
staying until excitement hardens in joy…
Skipping hipbones and triangle of lips (on purpose)
they dance straight to thighs
which can barely still themselves
in this fingered chorus of erotic delight…
His magic motion slithers all the way down
to where a single finger strokes
each and every toe
before drawing figure 8’s
on bottoms of ticklish feet skin…
Feeling my anticipation
reach its height
he stops
stares into my eyes
and growls,
“Now, it is time
for the finale…”
©MidwestFantasy
07/11/2017
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