O' to be stalked by a Poem

That glides Silkily up the leg

Till it Arrives at its destination

Only to sit and Beg
JMF 98


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"

Sweet Lorraine's **** Thighs
Sunlit From Heaven
Soft as the dew lies
In morning Haze
Slightly her Legs Part
Stirring my Heart
And Drawing close
My Longing Gaze
JMF 98

She's a Wrath of my Dreams
This fine Cajun Queen
Her Bare Breast Flashing
For all to see.
She Flirts with the Men
And kisses the Ladies
With her Magical Charms
Of Voodoo and Gris Gris
Igniting a Passion
Of Mardis Gras Fashion
That consumes me
In Fantasy


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"

As her eye's' melt into Mine
A soft sweet shiver
Runs up my spine
While I recall another Time
Together-
The touch of her Tongue
Like Butterflies upon My Breast
Slowly Wanders Softly
Toward Loves sweet Nest
While her gentle Hands
Caress My Hips
I feel the tender Pressure
of her sweet Lips
Kissing me to Ecstacy
JMF 98


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"

As you talk of Pleasure of another Kind,
You let me know whats on your mind.
While Urgently From Behind
I feel the Press of your Firm Flesh
As you Start, I part
to grasp the Haft, of your Slick Shaft
While so slowly you fill me

And from this Tender Stillness,
you begin a Rythimic Dance
As labored Breathing Comes in Pants
'til in the End, I am lent
Your Pleasure Filled
Your Passion spent


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"

I saw a Man both Lean and Hard,
Who smiled at me with warm regard.
As I notice the Bulge within his jeans,
I stretch out my hand. to stroke his seams.
And see the Size of his Manhood Rise,
From Soft Flesh, before my eyes.
Then Kissing the Now Swollen Tip,
As it Slides between my trembling Lips.
Engulfed within, my Lips Now Part,
I feel the Beating of his Heart.
His sighs give rise to other tones
As I Hear the coming of His Moans
And he Collapses, Having Spent
His sweet Manhood now Content.
JMF '98

I Spent an Evening
With a Couple of Friends.
That for a simple night out
Had a passionate End.
He, Lean with a Beard And,
She lithe and Long Haired.
As they Blindfolded me and,
Gently Lay Me on the Bed.
I soon felt two lips to please,
Two tongues to tease.
Four Hands to Caress,
My Fevered Flesh.
Then she moans softly,
To my Tongue's Manipulation.
I feel the heat of
His deep Penetertion
As we seek out the Rythnm
Of our Excitation.
And Explode in a Torrent
Of Sweat and Flesh


*from the collection "POETIC STALKINGS'

I was at a party on a Midsummer's Eve
When I felt a soft touch, at my sleeve,
I turned to see a young Girl there
with Full red lips. and Long soft Hair.
While the Music Played on, She was such a flirt
That I gasped for Breath, with her hand 'neath my skirt
At her soft touch. I felt my Button Rise
As she brought out of me the evening's first Sighs
And Later on in the Deep of the Night
With our Passions rising, and our Lips locked tight
I felt myself savor her breast so young
As her ****** Hardened, to the Touch of my Tongue
Then our Tongues both sought Loves sweet Fold
To tease and savor our passion so bold
While we Rocked and Moaned in each others arms
Kissing to exctasy each others Charms

*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"