He watched her shimmer
a pearl in moonlight’s kiss
draped in lace dreams
vision of unearthly beauty
radiant as a sonnet
spoken in hushed tones
a woman whose soul
he craved to touch
with his own
©MidwestFantasy
04/16/2018
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She wondered
what her walls would say
one day after she was long gone
her lovers long gone…
Would they whisper
of her sighs
and love sounds
only heard in bed?
Would they giggle
at the laughter
shared in naked nights?
Would they swoon
over heated passion
only they could witness?
Would these walls
tell her love story
to those who took her place?
©MidwestFantasy
02/26/2018
Ph-Alicia Savage
I watched the sunrise
awaken the valley
of her nude beauty
picturesque landscape
I have traversed and loved
so many morns and nights
and I thanked the gods
for offering me
nature’s most beautiful gift~
Woman
©MidwestFantasy
01/06/2018
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Another piece where I write from the point of view of a male. I still like doing this and hope it doesn’t seem odd. It’s just that I wish so many times for a man to feel, think, or act like my words. My guess is, many of you men do. And women thank you for that.
He knew
she was organized chaos
and loved
every piece
of the mess
©MidwestFantasy
11/16/2017
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Darkness grabs
inner me
shakes alive
my hunger for
fierce passion
love outside limits
desire unknown in daylight
Darkness lights
the need for
my skin to be absorbed by his
kisses soft and hard, constant and true
experiences so deep they swallow me
Darkness
knows my needs
©MidwestFantasy
10/18/2017
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