Kissing Curse

Oh what a wicked one was she
An entrancing beauty both inside and out
Men couldn’t help but notice her as she passed them by
Filling them with a deep want to know her more
Her teasing ways led many astray
On rocks they crashed
Where their hearts were dashed
Fluttering her eyes and entrancing them with her smile
Let all the gents beguiled
This power she had was what she craved
But under this came a downfall so steep
On so many with her wickedness she did slay
Making them fall for her so deep
But when they felt they had caught her
A feeling came to them so perverse
What a sickening feeling inside did stir
On those lips dripped the poison of her kissing curse
They would lose their mind
And their life in time!


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/03/01/march-writing-prompts-2/

Your Eyes

A look into your eyes

Makes my heart a flutter

A light of a glorious sunrise

I melt in your gaze like butter

I pray it never ceases

Or I would fall to pieces

Your look of splendor

All my love I surrender


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Carnal Bliss

Her eyes burned with unbridled passion
Upon that gaze he did fall
Into the burning pools of fire within
Did his eagerness for her spread unchecked
A fieriness of lust abounded
He craved her touch all around
She cried out for his embrace
Into each other’s arms they plummeted
A scalding burning pyre did rage
Communion of their two souls
Interwoven with an animalism unleashed unabated
Craving, longing hunger for a satisfaction long denied
They did fall into a carnal bliss


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Love Turned Cold

A tale of a torrid love affair
Of flames burning high into the sky
The intensity like heat blasting like a furnace
Like a wildfire scorching across the land
A supernova burning hot in the night
Over time that love did wane
To smoldering embers of their love burning out
Nothing but hot coals of what was left of their heated love affair
Slowly burning until nothing was left but ash
Ashes of the remains of their torrid heated love turned cold
The foundations of what was meant to last forever
Now a ruin forgotten in time


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Believe it or not the idea for this poem came to me while watching The Avengers: Infinity War.  LOL

A blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume.

Within a moment in time
Feeling the miles that separate us
Fleeting pictures of you in my mind
Wishing for the time to go by
The thought of your touch
A dream of your kiss
Looking upon the face of my angel
Your voice calling out my name in passion
So many images run through my head
As I wrap myself on this cold winter night
Dreaming the dream that is my one true love
To be back in your arms
For the rest of our days
All these thoughts of you run through my soul
As I sit here under a blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume
Swirling in my head.


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/12/01/december-writing-prompts-2/

Fresh Air, No Despair

Hand grasping at her throat
Squeezing ever so slightly
Sounds of ecstasy floating up in a note
His hand closes ever so tightly

Throes of passion rise in flame
The intensity of excitement grows
Rising up in their passionate game
She begs for his will to impose

Rising closer to her peak
Her release is near at hand
Euphoria of delight she seeks
She arrives at her promised land

A new plane of sensuality they have reached
Such a truly loving affair
Within a new sense of togetherness has been breached
The feel of fresh air, no despair


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

Lipstick Lover

A slight tinge of red so dizzies my head
Maybe that purple passion is what’s in fashion
That fluorescent color of green is not my scene
A dark hue of burgundy would be my candy
An alluring hot pink I think
A deep lush brown for out on the town
That cherry red would look hot while we are in bed
Satiny smooth would hit the right groove
Midnight blue could be my cue
So many colors to choose
That would put us in the mood
Your lips are what I choose to discover
You are my sultry lipstick lover

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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

Blushing Brillance

It was just a look
A moment in time
Into a future she was took
His eyes were sublime
He glanced back at her
A warmth began to grow
The emotions began to stir
A feeling he always did know
Together they had been
Years always passing by
A love from way back when
Without a question they knew why
Still he was struck by her appearance
A beauty that had always endured
Her face flashed such a blushing brilliance
A lifetime together was secured

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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

 

Touch

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My mind wanders as I think of you
The look in your eyes filled with fire
Sensing in your smile a smirk wanting more
One hand caresses your cheek
The other pulls you close
Lips interlocking in passionate flame
The feeling of wanton lust fills our bodies
Running a hand along your shoulder, gently caressing your skin
A slight sigh escapes your mouth
Clothes shed to the ground
Gathering in the view of beauty of you
Skin touching skin we intertwine into one
Then awakening from my dream
I feel you close to me
Sleeping in a quiet slumber
I snuggle closer pulling you tighter
You wriggle back against me
Drifting off to sleep and back into my dreams and thoughts of you

 

Written for the woman of my dreams and my reality my wife.


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Reblogged from October 27 2016. My love for this beautiful woman has only grown….For my wife. my love, my best friend, my everything….

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Longing for His Return

Like a whisper floating upon a breeze

A soft gentle tease

Gently caressing your attentive lips

A feeling of electricity rises in your finger tips

Longing for his return

An all-consuming fire will burn

Moving slowly across your chest

Making your desire begin to crest

The trail of heat brings a sigh

Dropping a fever within your thighs

Begging for your lover to be here

Feeling his body so close and near

Bringing upon a carnal moan

Wishing for his touch you have always known.

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Inspired by my muse…. ~M