Summer Heat

“So sweet and delicious do I become,
when I am in bed with a man
who, I sense, loves and enjoys me,
that the pleasure I bring excels all delight,
so the knot of love, however tight
it seemed before, is tied tighter still.” – Veronica Franco

Eyes in such a haze
a burning heat is crawling
tongues suddenly flicked
as she grabbed his damp hair
her back arching
moans submissive and aching
her body is screaming
as he taste such sweetness
crazed in a pot of honey
addicted and hungry
they fortuitously danced and melt
in that humid summer air.

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The Visitor

Shadows engulfs him as he open the door to his room. most of the lamps is turned off and the only thing that gives light to the area was the lava lamp that gave a red glow.

Where is she? it’s already 3 am why isn’t she in bed?, he walked towards the bathroom hoping to see her, he saw the black dress on the floor as well as her intimates. What has gotten into her? he asked himself, then he felt a cold finger touching his nape, then towards his neck, working on his shirt undoing each and every button.

” Hon what are you doing?” he asked as he stood tall feeling her body closed in on his back. He saw her image in the mirror, eyes black and deep, lips in a half a smile, body naked with her nipples perked as if ripe for the picking; her lithe body slowly coming in closer as it touches his back, her boldness surprised him.

” Wanting you” she answered in a slow whisper. He stiffened as his shirt was taken off and as she slid her hands inside his pants and everything seemed to head south in his head.

She was dancing on top of him in the sheer red glow of the night, the sound they made echoed in the room and through the hall of his apartment. His moans and her cries mingle, as sweat combined to show his rough motion as he staggered towards their peak and heavenly bliss.

“Your perfect” was all he could say to her as his vision suddenly turning to haze. he tried to grab her hand, the naked woman who was slowly going away.

“Hon come back to bed” he begged her one more time. She only smiled and puckered her lips for a kiss, and gently whispered.

“Wake up now baby, it’s already 6:30”

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Sighs of an Empty Bed

Skin on skin that’s how I want it to be

breathe mingling

with your lips taste on me

a myriad of colors

that makes my head fill with haze

a gentle to a rough dance

that drives us both thirstily craze

as our warm bodies motioned

to bring the heaven to our soiree

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Before the Ashes

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Burn me – by Chengboiser

Come to me and lay next
here in my cold feather bed
wrap me up in thy warm arms
lets wait till the world has come undone.
touch me with your bare hands
make me forget all my troubles and woes
lets share the sweet tingling of our bodies
with every rasp of the early morn.

 “He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.”-Anais nin