.
well it wuz
this morning that iz
early
'fore the chirps
'fore the
drip drip drip
'fore the
wink uv sun's light
'fore
Yahweh's
intro uv today's
gusty
wind
that mine nervous began
those
small steps
to this
tap tap tap
to trap the thoughts
twirling throughout
this thick
think tank
yet
mine he
oh yes
this a.m.
dashed
and comma'd
right back into mine
bed
giggling az the boy child
knowing
her feel wuz just a
tap away
You writhe beneath me in the heat of passion
Our bodies moving in rhythm
The whole world seems to be exploding around us
To love's sweet kingdom we're driven
This passion I'm experiencing is most exquisite
Like making love the very first time
Your sexual talents surpass all that I've known
True abandon, a feeling so sublime
We're transported to a world of ecstatic pleasures
Alone, we float above our presence
Oblivious to reality, to everything that surrounds us
My darling, my magnificent obsession
Then that moment arrives, we're frozen in time
Praying the rapture would last
With a brilliant flash and a feeling exquisite
In unison we expel a last gasp
A soft gentle moan, then collapse in exhaustion
Wrapped in each other's embrace
As we gently murmur sweet passionate love words
While I tenderly kiss your sweet face
Not by her eyes did I stop in my tracks
Though they spoke as Celtic forest rings
And glittered as a wyvern's hold.
Not by her voice soft,
Sweet as a siren entrapping my soul
Resonate as Christmas bells carried by
A valley crystalline in new snow.
Neither her touch, which infuses my weary flesh
Tonic of revival and haven of hearth.
Delicious like peppermint cider
Warming me from within.
Not by any, but by all these
Her being more than jetties to break the waves
More than trees that soften the squall
More than a harbor for my soul
Yea, he writhe in pleasure, peace, and home
Hiraeth.
You writhe and squirm, twist and bend,
Agonized for thirst of air.
And I’m bound by chains onto the ground,
Chained like a slave to a chair.
Still you dance on the edge, the open sill,
The sill open for a shattered erase.
Dressed in beautiful, dressed to kill,
An intoxicating purple tipped lace.
Are you just an idea, a butterfly notion,
Are you more than a theory to lure?
Since every night asleep, all I dream is of you,
Till you vanish in a puff of obscure.
You writhe beneath me in the heat of passion
Our bodies moving in rhythm
The whole world seems to be exploding around us
To love's sweet kingdom we're driven
This passion I'm experiencing is most exquisite
Like making love the very first time
Your sexual talents surpass all I've yet known
True abandon, a feeling so sublime
We're transported to a world of ecstatic pleasures
Alone, we float above our presence
Oblivious to reality, to everything that surrounds us
My darling, my magnificent obsession
Then that moment arrives, we're frozen in time
Praying the rapture would last
With a brilliant flash and a feeling exquisite
In unison we expel a last gasp
A soft gentle moan, then collapse in exhaustion
Wrapped in each other's embrace
As we gently murmur sweet passionate love words
While I tenderly kiss your sweet face
© Jack Ellison 2015
You writhe beneath me in the heat of passion
Our bodies moving in rhythm
The whole world seems to be exploding around us
To love's sweet kingdom we're driven
This passion I'm experiencing is most exquisite
Like making love the very first time
Your sexual talents surpass all I've yet known
True abandon, a feeling so sublime
We're transported to a world of ecstatic pleasures
Alone, we float above our presence
Oblivious to reality, to everything that surrounds us
My darling, my magnificent obsession
Then that moment arrives, we're frozen in time
Praying the rapture would last
With a brilliant flash and a feeling exquisite
In unison we expel a last gasp
A soft gentle moan, then collapse in exhaustion
Wrapped in each others embrace
As we gently murmur sweet passionate love words
While I tenderly kiss your sweet face
© Jack Ellison 2014
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