An Angel’s visit (My warm blessings)
Waking up in the midnight hour, it was so quiet,
but only the sound of hooting owls and loud ticking of a clock.
Humanlike footsteps passing through the window,
which brought a lot of fear into my soul.
So dark in the room, in-betwixt the curtains…
there was a little gleam of moonlight, another sign of life apart from just breathing.
It was not a hallucination but reality of course, I blinked my eyes in an effort to wake up,
there was strange lights yet so beautiful like a Christmas tree, colorful lights twinkling all over, it was an angel’s face covered with a pure-white lace.
Indeed heaven was performing its miracles, the woman I always wanted to meet,
passionate and affectionate,
yes I was fortunate to get myself in the hands of this soul mate.
It was not just a hug, but a romantic-bonding. It was not just a kiss, but a mouth-watering.
Luscious lips, curvacious and or voluptuous. What a lovely-creature!
She smiled, delightfully but with tears of joy, and whispered in my ears YOU GOT ME.
Take care of her, don’t scare her… you will see the power of a loving woman.
It was worth the visit… Blessing I should say.
Categories:
curvacious, beautiful, first love, happiness,
Form: Narrative
Lukewarm Dream,
The ideal,
lucious, curvacious lady,
of the dream,
is temtress unreachable,
midst the steam,
hunger burns so bright,
the pressure of the rigid digit,
unbelievable,
damn,
she's drifting outa sight ...
Don Johnson
thanks Russell...
Hot Dreams,
the entertainment of the sensual,
subconcious unpaid rental,
the almost intercourse,
shattering remorse,
mistimed instrumental,
disturbing,
fell off me hobby horse....
Categories:
curvacious, adventure,
Form: Rhyme
I'm dreaming of you..I smell the perfume you wear,
Smell, the natural scent of your smooth soft skin.
I do believe I would follow you anywhere,
Just to indulge in the sweet taste of sin!
I'm dreaming of you...those bedroom eyes.
And the lovely curve of your soft moist lips.
The plump thickness of your thighs,
How I yearn to taste your sweet dips.
One in a million ..This curvacious body I see,
Warm and luxurious curled up next to me.
I'm dreaming of the sweet ecstasy,
Described within this piece of poetry!!!
Wrote for Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S. contest "One in a Million"
Categories:
curvacious, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passionsweet, sweet,
Form: Rhyme
Fluently flowing from her beautiful head,
Are locks of perfection,
Stopping abruptly at her back.
Sloping steep with elegance,
Forms her neck,
Supporting her head like it holds the world.
Smooth silky plateaus are her shoulders,
The sturdy top table,
Balancing good and bad like a scale.
Her torso was that of sexy seduction,
Twisting and Turning, confusing my love,
Tight compactness driving me wild.
Hypnotic waves sent from her hips,
Curvacious winding roads of elusiveness,
Her worst is her best interchangeably,
Skin tone of ebony, caramel, and honey,
A GODDESS sitting on the pedestal of Heaven.
Categories:
curvacious, black african american, love,
Form: Free verse