When Loneliness Comes Calling
Our window bids good morning
as sunshine winks her delicate light,
cascading against crimson curves
as the yearning spoon is stirred
and dawn shines past a moonlight trite
Fingertips caressing,
hips that beckon a lovers moan,
A slow descent of gentle squeezes
and feather soft ascents.
Securities blanket of manly frame
still wrapped behind me
of a winters night beside me
like the sky robes a shivering slivered moon.
My cradled neck hungers for your breath,
and your kisses suckling twins of softest flesh.
Privation cries to roll deeper into your embrace
finding your manhood foraging my legs,
standing at the ready to enter candy land
through sugar coated gate.
With pause you edge some distance
as your piercing eyes reveal
you've memorized by sense of touch,
every delicacy unconcealed.
A smile pulls across your lips
in silence exulting your pride
As your hand slowly s
li
de
s
only to discover
pools of wanting you
running over.
Lips that must be kissed
savoring the taste lingering on your lips
to share with me a morsel of my passions taste
with longing to be filled.
To speak, my tongue must form in perfect motion
the thoughts I must convey,
so it is to cast my seducing potion
expressing my gift in pleasure's game
At leisurely pace I open my eyes...
Awakening now to an ordinary day
where simple comforts breed the mundane
and poetry abides my habitual escape
from magics rare existence
and remnants of disillusionment remain
Like drive thru food in lieu of a feast
for taste buds grown abated.
Sullenly today, so alone I am,
with hungers appetite so far from sated.
Perhaps I was dreaming of Juliet, consummated in Romero's hands
As disenchantment knocks at my door...
When loneliness comes calling.
Copyright © Sarai Virden | Year Posted 2014
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