The Hearth
A roaring fire offers warmth
Loving Lips

Lips touching yours
warm and delicious
leave you breathless

a pointed tongue
piercing past your
teeth to fence inside

serpentine motions call
forth feelings in slumber
since virgin times

butterfly quivers deep
within your body juices
flow again in innocence

two full lips grasp yours
lightly to pull and suck
wander down your chin

the sweet warmth of one
long breath exhaled by
your ear shakes you

moist kisses cross your
neck you crane to accept
softness at your throat

teeth sharp and hard
scrape playfully against
your sensitive skin

they skirt an earring
skillfully and find a
lobe rattling your soul

quick kisses stitched
across your hairline
make your nipples hard

a tongue slicing at your
temple brings a gasp and
wet palms clutching tight

a second ear discovered
and explored hot breezes
stoke the fires of your love

sensitive spots forgotten
for a time return to young
girl's feelings you enjoy

toothless nips across your
woman's cheek dissolve to
kisses on your upper lip

a peck against your nose
adds humor to the mix it
makes you smile

the shocking force of
pointed tongue plunged
in as four lips meet again

arousal sparks desire deep
inside contractions sweep
above weakened knees

a young girl's forbidden
orgasm takes hold as lips
make love to your face



Even when lovers feel the heat

Different Parts

Deep dark haunting mysterious eyes
when one looks beyond the surface
do they see a soul inside that feels
joy and pain and life in all its forms

A personality so rife with seriousness
that it seems sometimes that two
beings must share the spirit found
within that earthly form

One a gentle tender loving heart
that knows just when to offer up
a smile or a harmless hug at that
time when it's needed most

The other a wild Minotaur
that could devour you or
transform you to a chamber
slave succumbing to its will

Do you hear a warm and
calming voice that settles
you when life has stacked
up barriers to what you want

Or just that wicked devil's
laugh that lets you know this
is no saint and you might
lose yourself in it someday

And do these hands that soothe
your pain or wipe your tears
and feed you fruit nourish both
your body and your mind

That they might also strip you
bare exposing all your lustfilled
thoughts and open you more
than you might want

They are both parts of me you see
and sometimes I prefer them both
but then you have choices here
that I do not

So which if either could you want
or would you sometimes want
them each perhaps to match
them to the parts of you
And need nothing more

Would I

Would I drive you
crazy if I could
would I touch your
toes up to my lips
or run my tongue
across your arch
until you sphincter
twitched

Would I use my
teeth to pique
your nerves a
single nip upon
the spot where
your ankle seems
connected to your
swollen jewel

Would I make
you ache down
deep inside
the teasing
and relentless
taunting more
than just a
whimsical game

Could I somehow
fill your needs
so that you
would find
perfection in
the way you
give yourself
to me

Could I stroke
your limbs
with tenderness
so lovingly
that you might
never want to
even think to
let it end

Could my eyes
explore your
body and my
mind sample
your senses
so that you
would simply
open up

Should I help
you soar on
currents of
want and
free fall
through a
chasm of
desire

Should I let
my passions
touch your
heart in hopes
you'd find a
place for them
and return
frequently

Should I share
my secret
thoughts to
seize your soul
and make you
offer it to me
in ways that you
would want it so
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