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Johnny walker Dec 2018
My girl was all to me
very wicked laugh a
**** voice
Eyes that
could undress me with
just a glance
Eyes that could take
me to
bed
Her passionate kiss
to take my breath away
leave me gasping for
air, body and very soul
she put Into
*******
Beauty on the outside
and beauty most Importantly that came from deep within
her
All Helen was to me but most Importantly she had a beauty
that shone from deep within a rare quality
Johnny walker Dec 2018
Always remember a very
a special moment with Helen because of her disabilities our love life
had suffered over the years
But I loved her and that's what mattered sometimes almost forgotten what her
capabilities of making love would be, purely because of pain she
suffered
But I was getting Helen ready to go out for the day I dressed In beautiful black leggings matching bra, she was a bit hot she left her blouse off, this she had done many times before I thought nothing of
this
But we had plenty time before we were due to go out
I sat looking at her and I was thinking Helen you look so beautiful and my God you're so very ****
why had not seen this sooner
Can only say In my defence being 24/7 carer I
shamefully spent to much time caring not enough time loving, anyway she
realised she having an effect
Big time she started
to play on It more, In a way only Helen could do, I
hadn't seen her so **** In years
But I said If you don't stop teasing I'm going to come over there and give you a good seeing
too
Helen laughed and said what you waiting for so I did we rekindled what been lost all these
years
Afterwards she said  you can do that once a week for me, I felt so honour and privileged
after all those barren years
not understanding what her capabilities making love really were and I felt so guilty
Could have loved Helen much more often, just had to approach ******* In slightly different
way
Because of her disabilities but sadly a week later she went In Hospital there she
died, we never did get another chance to love that way again.
Sady to busy caring 24/7
Johnny walker Dec 2018
A beautiful summers day
caught the cooling breeze swiftly moving through the tree's whilst sat my pretty girl and me on a blanket
upon the
ground
To kiss and cuddle that led to *******, and I still remember so well the thrill laid ***** together
In the open air
Remembering making love out In the open air with my girl afterwards laid ***** with her
felt a bit naughty but nice feeling
Zahra Sherazie Oct 2018
Undress all my doubts,
Especially, the ones in secret hideouts
Embrace my deepest fears,
Piled up hurt from the past years
Kiss my scars gently to leave your mark,
Light the fire of your love in my dark
Hold tight my numb surviving heart,
Drench it in the river of emotions so it could restart
Make love to my soul,
So it might feel whole.
Inked Quill Aug 2018
Your chiseled body
With skin
So delectable
My fangs
At your neck
I taste on you
Sweet serotonin
Setting me high
Catch me
If you can
For I’m falling
In love
With the sweet throbs
Of passionate burst
When your fingers
Draw your desires
On my petals
I move
through gently opening embraces
and find myself
firmly enveloped in your luscious warmth
that urges me to push on further
until we reach the moment
  out of time and space
that holds us close
forever and again
  one
in a world of brilliant galaxies
  exploding
in deep space
Sindi Kay Jun 2018
You whispered “Every time we do it, you fall asleep after.”
Every time we do it
You take a piece of my soul
And it’s only natural
I fall asleep on your chest after
So drained and
Maybe clinging to the being that’s collecting from my aura
Or maybe just at peace about being lost in you
And kept in you
Forever.
Sal A May 2018
Hand out the window in the heat-soaked Summer.
Your hair a mess like always.
The Jackson ******* kind of mess I love.
Your smile stings—no, injects me,
full of that sweet syrupy goodness,
that you call true love.

Your skin seemingly melts,
with each wet kiss on your body so svelte.
Your eyes deceptively tease,
urging me to be the one to please.
Your touch surreptitiously ignites,
my deepest desires of the night.

I've heard my fair share of concertos,
yet they sound like a cacophony of sounds,
compared to the symphony of,
cries, moans, and whispers,
that are the product of our *******.

My love for you is like,
the interstate on which we drive.
Asphalt.
Gravel.
Sand.
Down to the last grain.
You can't find where it ends.
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