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Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
evening alights, finding love
assailing poetry's tongue;
kissing parchment's fragility
fluent in dark of night, resonating
deep within her heart

and...

curlicues of light stream in
facets; shone upon her soul
as whispers beckon in song;
twining body and mind in things
unforgotten, eyes bedazzled
in poetic grace

fore...

love prevails in the wisp of
time; leaving heart to vibrate,
as he articulates to an open
heart, breathing her space;
tracing the poetic beauty of
her face
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
Him
hands stain me soft;
fingertips graze

teasing...

gentle caresses urge
slide; tingle cascade
along spine

titillating...

firmness pulses deep,
seeping a sweet
shameless spill;
bathe in awakened
flesh

trembling...

whimpers escape,
wrapped soft in
masculinities arch

whispering...

tongue traces lobe
a slow taste; in
carnal hunger

where...

minutes tick easing
in out of velvet folds

him....
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
I watch him; beneath veiled stare,
calming his visible quivers; as he
masks desire in slow breaths,
lips tremble beggary evident with
tease

tongue flicks awaiting a scintilla of
moisture; I squirm in anticipation,
he's on his knees, eyes light up with
devourment

ache arises with heat of yearn; tongue
brushes skin; teeth nibble and breath
quickens snaring me within ecstasies
storm

captured within his gaze, one finger
slowly outlines lips as hand travels length
of thigh slowly enticing, hornily inviting as
muskiness enthralls

and...

I become addicted to his slow teasing;
every curve finger lollygags easing them
one at a time in creamy deluge; to mouth
I bring them tasting me

frenzied...

screaming his name as tip of tongue finds
my ache begging for release; lust filled
moans escape, arching against his
throb; rising hips, meeting each ******

piercing...

deeper, letting him in; riding his rhythm;
ignited in his burn, drawn into sweet
ecstasy

surrendering...

in slow motion...

loved profoundly...

watching him sultrily...

hunger no longer veiled...
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
upon pedestal of love's
intimacy, gently we merge;
pulsating, entangled lips
and tongue taste me

kissed...

seduced in stillness;
echoes crescendo, his
touch awakens; curving
into maleness

breathless...

whispers dangle in
moments of words
uttered in want, breathing
his name hungered

trembling...

pressing ache against
masculinity; etched in
savored weep

besotted...

hands embrace hips
rhythm; sliding in out
of silk folds

wet...

unbottoning me in
momentum, tasted;
swallowed in release,
ecstasy written in moans

swirling...

drowned within each
plunge; thighs widen
spillage trickles,
blossoming in throb

shimmering..
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
his eyes devour me
as if, tasting scent
of skin; licked in
whispering heat

kissing my ***;
tongue probing
firmness, *******
pert as eyes cast
mind's silent touch

moans escape with
each whispered
thought, he hungers
quietly shivering as
tongue skims wetness

eyes still devour as
breathless shudders
cascade breathing
in sweet intoxication

drenching us; each
****** of eyeful lust,
coalescing my sensual
need; thrusting

imagination eyes
gyrating hips; lips
quiver as kiss sears
flesh awakening
senses to a creamy
deluge

cascading between lips
yearn, as eyes gaze;
frenzied, planting seed;
pulsing to completion
eyes harden member
ready to explode, lips tease

gaze still tasting soft
skin in need; connecting
bodies within curvature of
us, taking our breath away
giving in to my needs
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
glimpsing my reflection
upon still midnight lake
peace, harmony washes
over me; gentle whisper(s)
in darkness ******

in leisure...

mind connected with fresh
air as mountain(s) lauds
above me in grandeur

hope...

beleaques my soul and I
curve into wisdom on silent
sojourn with Him, eclipse(d)
beneath a moonlit night
Debra A Baugh Jan 2013
there is never an afterthought looking
at society as a whole but, in times of
discontent; we look disdain in the eyes
as it dulls humanities open-mindedness,
aghast

yet, we find clemency to overlook abominate
behavior in our fellow humans fore... the storm
will pass in the face of sullen words that may
darken our path; it behooves ethically to consider
their trials and tribulations in life as they unmask;
revealing their torment to mind and soul, giving
thought to their utterances and actions seeking
forgiveness, falling to their knees in repentance

dare we ask of their dilemma or do they shutter
in the wake of humanities wrath; shall we re-consider,
silently ingesting; fact or fiction in a society of closed
minds, refusing to shed their armor, their protection
from the few in the masses with no afterthought,
no understanding as a mind clashes with thoughts
of self-destruction; finding no justification

thinking God has abandoned them to face irrational
minds and behavior; not realizing He's right by their
side walking in their shoes; carrying them through
their burdens, trying to open up their eyes mind and
soul to see hope at salvations door , fore, they have
not been forsaken...the minds a terrible thing to waste
on societies triviality
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