That Look!

She stood there and stopped
Then she turned her head
That look in her eye
No words were said
 
She relayed her thoughts
As i absorbed from her mind
The wants of our bodies
To sexually grind
 
Her long dark hair
Cascade of flow
As i stand there looking
A part of me grows
 
Under the gentle rain
We move real close
On this clammy night
Our adrenalin flows
 
Our movement together
Orchestral in sound
As our bodies gyrate
On natures moist ground
 
As our hands grip
Our pleasure's erupt
Internal lava
Explosion abrupt
 
We spill on the earth
Our heavenly spoils
Our scent of scents
Gracing natures soils
 
As we rise from her grounds
My hand in her hand
And cherish the day
We lay on the land


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Sweetheart Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 1:37 PM
Fond memories here James.. so luv the way u use your words making them sound so very romantic... they phrase into each new line so easily.. its a gift... if u want to read some steamy stuff.. go to Jared Pickett's Friends... Better Lovers.. part 1 and 2 and then go to my page and read the conclusion with Part 3 same title... let me know what u think... it was fun for me to co write with Jared.. he is a "trip".. luv.. "Sweetheart"
Yates Avatar
July 1, 2009 at 8:59 PM
Beautiful, very passionate!
Bird Avatar
July 1, 2009 at 12:16 PM
Love the passion throughout this write to be taken and swept away by lands of love with sounds that move the earth. Awesome!!
Scoville Avatar
July 1, 2009 at 12:00 PM
Wonderful...I love it and am glad you have your maiden
Chircop Avatar
June 30, 2009 at 9:46 PM
ow my this lady and you--you found your land,hand in hand--sweet and romantic-----------charma
Kendrick Avatar
June 30, 2009 at 4:11 PM
Really like your poem. Sara
Devonshire Avatar
June 30, 2009 at 3:24 PM
Your dark-haired maiden sounds intoxicating, James. Surely you are having pleasant dreams tonight! Very nice! Love, Carolyn
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