A Foreplay of Words
How easy it is
To entice a poetess
To lead her to surrender
Step by word step
Deeper and deeper
Guiding her
To that place of readiness
Where he waits to possess her
Foreplay with no hands
No lips
No touch
And yet
Sensations more powerful
Lasting longer
Reaching deeper
Tasting sweeter…
Foreplay of words
That make her melt
That caress
And undress
That bewitch
And draw her
Gently surely
To the abandon of self
To his desires….
Unchaining her inhibitions
Freeing her soul
Surrender his goal
That will be complete
Word hands that tug and tease
The erogenous zones of her heart
A word tongue that glides
Over those secret places she hides
That slowly reveals
All that she is and dreams
The word harvester of her screams
The foreplay of words
That brings the fusion of two souls
Fantasies contained
No longer chained
Burst in an explosion of colors
Against the backdrop of her mind
Ecstasy
As each new display
Takes her breath away
Celebration of sensuality
Brought on by words
Intercourse of lives, minds, souls
Climax of being, feeling, meaning
The wet sensation of tears
Washed and clean
Relaxed and serene
She emanates light
Living in the perpetual afterglow
Of love's rhythm and flow
Brought on by the foreplay
Of his words....
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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