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 © | Year Posted 2014

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Boskovski Avatar
January 31, 2014 at 4:16 PM
Sarai! What a great beautiful and grand poem. This is such a powerful narrative. I love it! Such a powerful poem... I enjoyed it very much, it spoke to me. xoxo :)
Virden Avatar
February 1, 2014 at 4:21 AM
Thank you so much for your comment Chris. I look forward to visiting your page as well.
Ellison Avatar
January 28, 2014 at 12:45 PM
Oh my dearest sweet Sarai! You have described every one of my dreams each night! Phew! Passionate??? Was just about to go take a cold shower when the fantasy ended only to be resumed again each night! Sweet loving hugs for you my dearest SaraI! XOXOX
Virden Avatar
February 1, 2014 at 4:17 AM
Jack, Jack, Jack... Aren't we all so grateful for the wonderful world of reading? It's the next best thing to being there. Love you my dear dear friend! And yes I'm on the mend. Thank you for all your loving wishes. Hugs forever XOXOX
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