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Touch Of Skin

The sun caresses my skin on this hot summers day. 
It would be wonderful for a slight rain to splash on my 
skin in such a way.

I should love it if a cool breeze came floating by.
 Time seems to be going by slowly these days.

I hear the words whispered from his lips.
 "Don't go all shy on me now".
As his fingertips caress the length of my spine.

We lay naked on the top of the summer meadow.
A kiss on the lips, a kiss on the hips.

I seen the cranes fly, as I moved to his touch.
They flew from the edge of the pond, below us.
As we were spread out on the large quilt.

High on the peak, I with my book of prose.
Him, with his glistening body dripping beads of sweat.

I've come to these's highlands since I could remember.
This place was a staple of my childhood, in fact , this 
mountain hilltop belonged to my grandparents.

His words rolled on the slight movement in the air.
" Be still",   "it was our little game we played". 
As he traced the nap of my neck with his tongue 
And found his way to my lips, our tongues entwined  
like ivy on the forest walls.

We had been friends since the age of twelve.
That's when his parents bought the adjoining land. 

You taste like sweet mountain honey, " all mine".
He knew his touch inflamed my senses, as finger
tips caressed his muscles, as nails pierced his skin.

He knew he drove me crazy, as I drifted into bliss.
Though still fully aware of his every touch, every 
rhythm of our heartbeats kept tempo with our inferno lust.

His every touch reminded me why I kept coming back for 
the summer vacations, besides my grandparents being old.
In fact this would be the last two days of summer pleasure.

I wouldn't want to lose my editing job, back in the city.

I felt his eager body quiver as we moved together in time.
As he pressed his hips against mine, it was all I could do. 
Lovely woman, you are my  summers favorite delight !!!           

Jan. 7, 2013 monday 10pm
I haven't written one like this in about five years. 
Thought I'd give it a try .

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  1. Date: 6/25/2013 9:04:00 PM
    I admire your descriptions that are hauntingly beautiful. most of mine are head trips. Your work may inspire me to try your style.

  1. Date: 4/13/2013 7:44:00 AM
    I came back to finally fave this one!!!

  1. Date: 2/25/2013 11:48:00 AM
    Unfortunately my FL summers haven't held THAT kind of heat in awhile LOL but I loved this because it paints such a lovely & intimate image of human connection =) beautiful! -Lauryn

  1. Date: 2/13/2013 3:59:00 PM
    Nice imagination extracted to pen sweet life how comes. Wonderful one. Loved always, bl

  1. Date: 1/30/2013 9:13:00 AM
    Very touching excellent poem written by a very good poet. Can you view another poet named Margherita Russo she's only 14 and I know it would mean alot for her to have you read her newest poem if you have the time. Thank you very much.

  1. Date: 1/22/2013 4:37:00 AM
    well for 5 year you done a wonderful job thank you

  1. Date: 1/21/2013 5:31:00 PM
    how life can be so sweet and free, when the right person is drawing nigh, a magic love affair completes, a joining not denied..... love the images created...

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 7:07:00 PM
    Well, this is a pleasure to read. It's got sensuality, reality and humor which is unusual when it's all put together. The part about not losing the city job throws just enough ice on the warmth to make it real. Have I said that I find your writing has a twist that just perfection? Wonderful!!! I have a crazy life in terms of time. I can't be here as often as I like, but I appreciate this--thanks.

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 5:54:00 AM
    Enjoyed this sensuous write very much Debbie.Thanks for visiting my poem page.

  1. Date: 1/17/2013 1:38:00 PM
    Sexy, sensual and packed with intrigue on this well written piece. I want more of the story so hopefully you carried on. love phyl

  1. Date: 1/15/2013 4:51:00 PM
    beautiful Debbie,BEAUTIFUL

  1. Date: 1/15/2013 1:25:00 PM
    Tastefully sensual and passionate! Your conversational style with the reader is most effective. Lustful language and imagery. Well done Debbie! Best wishes, Keith

  1. Date: 1/15/2013 10:51:00 AM
    Wow the images you instilled in my imagination. Beautifully written! Hugs

  1. Date: 1/15/2013 5:28:00 AM
    Visons of beauty unfold, as two bodies entwine. Culminating in visual and sexual climaxes at the same time. A very arousing write loved it.

  1. Date: 1/13/2013 3:24:00 PM
    I rarely do longer writes either - great job : )

  1. Date: 1/12/2013 3:17:00 PM
    so sweet the heat n fire compete, the burning flames remember, and passion flows tween toe n toe, on a summers day december...(here)

  1. Date: 1/12/2013 1:34:00 PM
    love it Debbie, very sensual this one enjoyed this read,.~always & forever~PD

  1. Date: 1/12/2013 1:01:00 PM
    I'm so glad your grandparents stayed home Deb, You both do just fine on your own! Some sensuality is a wonderful way to relive the past and you hand out the memories with such flair. Love, Lizzie

  1. Date: 1/12/2013 9:09:00 AM
    wow Debbie,, love this, wonderful story of love,,,

  1. Date: 1/12/2013 7:41:00 AM
    Very aesthetically written amplifying thus the beauty of the moment! Thank you for sharing