Her hair spills starlight, raw as unbaked bread— 
Each strand a comet’s trail my lips pursue.
No thread divides our skin, risen on breath;  
Hips hide her crescent moon, eclipse the blue.  

The mirror drinks us whole—no blind, no hidden clues— 
our doubled forms a psalm of breath and flame.  
Sound of skin on skin, a tide, laps where desires subdue;
Your fingers chart the pulse-light, vane by vane.  

No shadow lives where tongues chase the day—  
her wetness, a prism, splits what dark ignites.  
The air grows thick, our love scent we can’t unsay—  
Each gasp refracts to hues where her desires lie, night.

Your eyes—black pools where all my shadows drown—  
we fuse to one eclipse, no dusk, no dawn.

I never thought
my poetry was ******,
but do I want
to arouse; stimulate evocative
emotion,
and stir longing irrevocably
within?!
Yes, undeniably, YES!
Do not all of us want that full-body
response...

Your sweet nose one cause of my desire,
Even our summer nights too brief,
Our pet name use ignites our love’s fire,
From whispered lips, means arose, finding peace.

Sure crow verse soaring high, our song unseen.
Verse see renew, with dawn’s embrace,
Time near can remove all space between,
Assume once vows, our desires time can’t erase.

Fearfully aware caves, your body cries for me
Your sea cream skin I long to taste,
Exploring van sum of pleasures wild and free,
Crone our summer, where hands were traced.

Our lost love, a candle, my window sill, light
Her vision, the sun, warms loneliness, chill, light

Silhouetted, her petals glisten and unfurl at dawn
Between her thighs, a swirl of stars, distill, light

Her taste, a sultry sunset dripping with honey,
Starlight dancing on my tongue, instill, light

Skin on skin, our silent duet whispers song
Worlds collide, holding starlight's breath, still, light

Fingers probe constellations on moist skin
A waltz of stars, where pulsing hearts fulfill, light

Our bodies, rivers of passion, surge as one
Starlight ripples spill our love's vast ocean, fill, light

In Gaia's Soothing Haven, starlight weaves our fate
Cosmic rivers of passion eternally will, light

Beneath the swirling veils of gas and flame,  
Their bodies pulled by gravity’s caress,
A nebula ignites, they feel no shame,
Each touch a star reborn through tender dress.

Shards of old stars, a haunting adultress,
Drift as stellar winds, secret lust explore,  
Their whispers spark, a heated, molten tress,  
Where scars of time dissolve, and stars restore.

Her breath a tide that drowns, then pulls to shore,  
Soft hands explore, igniting kindling skin,  
As galaxies embrace, rapture their cores,  
Their stars are born, where light and love begin.

Two stars entwined, their fire will never cease,  
From chaos born, an ever-burning peace.

A soft, silk breeze on damp skin — tempts me to dare,
Tender touches — ignite passions I want to dare,
Breath of wind traces my folds — where wild moments dare,
Trembling flesh hides secrets — where only lovers dare.

Gusts caress hidden curves — skin yearns to feel,
Fabric's edge, a rigid wall — crumbling to feel,
Nature's fingers find my depths — wildly to feel,
Bare skin tingles, awakens — opening to feel.

Her touch, a crescendo, our bodies harmonizing, sound journey.
Heartstrings vibrating in tune, passion bringing, sound journey.

Empty concert hall, without her, echoes in the void.
Mind's dulcimer weaves memories, drifting, sound journey.

Like two violins our bodies now begin a sweet duet.
Our passion a crescendo forever building, sound journey

Fingers tracing landscapes of desire, soft curves exploring.
Our breath, a soft flute, seeks the hidden embers burning, sound journey

Her body a living instrument, vibrations of pure sound.
Powerless, I must follow the maestro's commanding, sound journey

Like a master perfumer, our love's fragrance ages gracefully.
Chords of vintage cello bowing passion, resonating, sound journey

Her lips, a harp's lush glissando, heartbeats suspended.
A honeyed kiss, notes lingering; in silence orchestrating, sound journey

On celestial strings; notes drift in the cosmos; starlight whispers.
Our souls forever stardust on windstrings, meditating, sound journey.

In Gaia's Soothing Haven, our hearts forever on love’s journey.
Notes of desire linger softly, sonnets drift on our sighs.

The secret taste, my own hand is completing, ice cream.
A private joy, the moaning, the fleeting, ice cream.

My unplayed sonnet craves for a maestro's crescendo.
A freezer’s siren song, I’m powerless, beckoning, ice cream

My desires, untamed garden, unexplored, ignored,
A frozen bliss, in pleasure's heat, I'm needing, ice cream.

Remorseful echoes haunt my yearnings, an abandoned hall,
Useless empty calories to be worked off, sinning, ice cream.

A painter’s brush, my hands splatter ecstasy, uncontained,
Flavor's colors, in pleasure's heat, dripping, ice cream.

Wisp of my scent, a memory of vanilla and sea salt, 
Sugar cone explodes, no napkin, fingers sticking, ice cream

Imagined lover, I cup myself, between fingers, a slow pull,
Creamy soft serve cup, caramel drizzled, spooning, ice cream

Flavors of passion, spices of desire, I’m taste-testing,
Wandering endless isles, reading labels, discovering ice cream.

In pre-dawn mist, my sighs rise soft to kiss the sky,
Candy sprinkles scattered on hot fudge; uplifting ice cream.

Beneath the stars, my haven whispers, Gaia’s soothing grace,  
In every touch, I find my truth, my love embracing, ice cream.