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Is there a sense you do not touch, A thought that is not somehow Linked to you, our connection Somehow, somewhere beyond Psychic, a physical and psychological Bond which makes love making Everything which happens Between our bodies and our souls, Our ecstasy an experience beyond The fleeting excitem

She arches to meet The fleet arrows of Eros, Aimed to pierce her heart, Draw forth blood of her desire. Her fingers tear at The garments which guard The naked needs and wants The burning ichor of carnal lust. Marks appear on her neck And upon her body as the poet Suckles at her erotic openings Dra

i'll write now of breaths and breasts warm and silky smooth are they one glides across the other close enough to touch quivering rosebuds ----- claim me as lover put your marks upon my skin here and there and there ----- you may wear my shirt only that and nothing else open in my dreams -----

i followed the sighs throaty cries which led to you loved you from afar ----- small flower i spied lovely almost out of sight neglected beauty ----- there's that face you make as the ecstasy takes you I haven't seen... yet ----- there's no part of you i can say i don't adore body heart and min

Night Flower   In darkness Moonbeams of silver Cast opalescent light On her sculpted soul She is a moonflower Whose bud unfurls In a magical twirl Drawn open by the light The air is heavy With the perfume Of passion’s sweet nectar Love is a night flower   © Lorene G. Rogers    Aug. 18, ‘22  

body offering naked upon love's altar aching to be pierced she intones prayers holy cries of ecstasy in mid-ritual as her priest impales his sacrificial priestess mutual worship ----- reads him day by day finds herself within his words naked and exposed ----- mirror only shows your perceived i

Revealing private fashion show But the negligee she chose, Was it to reveal her body, Or, by her naked choice, To reveal her hidden intent and The desires of her secret mind. How the lace cupped her breast, Or how my eyes followed the lines, Seeking the openings within the lace, The pleasant ridges,

you said you'd turn me on if i told you my desires i whispered your name ----- a dying poet cares less for the end of days than the end of words ----- he's tried so often to write words that tell the world how much he's loved her ----- the beauty's in you you're the one who cannot see what i t

a sweet song she sang as my lips paid her homage and filled her with words ----- tongue darting dancing my pen writing words inside as she turns pages ----- come to be amused point at the poet and laugh in his cap of bells ----- why must i feel love when love just brings betrayal more layers

this stunning woman her beauty more than features her entire essence ----- seeker of beauty sunrises sunsets and you endless images ----- down to earth woman as natural as flowers in fields of passion ------ alone she dances ancient movements hip and thigh mimicking her flames ----- mother t

you know you want to click the heart expose your own what would people think what should matter most what the strangers think of you how you see yourself poet stands exposed dared to display naked heart you can just click "like" ----- bare hugs or bear hugs both can be a lot of fun when shared b

Leaving the cloth in tatters, The ragged remnants of modesty, Come words which pin you To the poet's wall, Moving over your skin, Over rising ripples and ridges, Along petals and, Between silken folds, Entering, having their way as, Your body writhes with The passion of their penetration, Until, str

i followed the sighs throaty cries which led to you though you never knew ----- yes i look for you fear perhaps you may not come smiling when you do ----- i waited for you never sure you would appear oh, but when you did... ----- suddenly appeared one who truly understood set free by my words

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invisible words take shape cursive on her rippling skin she sighs as they are absorbed ----- words curl about finding her secrets her sighs become moans her moans become cries as their meanings penetrate ----- she invites touches where no one else is allowed for the sake of love ----- love's n

How long have I loved you? Since long before I met you. How long have I known you? Since I knew myself. How long have I sought you? Since first I did not have you. ----- how do you know me by absent touches you feel when you think of me ----- i caught you flirting i thought it was kind of cute

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I am excited to share that "Fluttering On" is finally available for purchase on Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble.com. "Flutter of an Eye" is "Fluttering On"! 114 pages of inspirational poetry with color photos and special touches. This is the sequel to my first book written in memory of my mother tit

she feels loved and smiles all her butterflies inside flutter with delight ----- yes sex is sexy heart connections sexier sexiest as one ----- how special you are embodiment of desire bound about by love ----- exciting woman embodies lustful desire trusting love's bindings ----- let's kiss i

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That special thing you bought, That sexy bit of lingerie, Did not last very long, Lying forgotten on the floor, Having served its purpose... Quite well, I might add. ----- chaste caress becomes a hotly erotic touch when between lovers ----- might you be a ghost a memory of a love i once had drea

how proudly she struts aware as his eyes follow every move she makes smile not quite haughty for she desires this hot gaze which strips her naked her walk becomes dance hot seductive tango he cannot resist (Inspired by a video of an Argentinian tango.) ---- love not in darkness don't mute ecsta

Your words are like sticky knives Sweet quills laced with arsenic Floating across the miles Aiming for my heart Your aim is deadly, hitting marks Passionate invitations  Touching heart and tender spots Tracing my desires I long to be as you describe Running free to love, explore Our hearts and lim

Night Flower   In darkness moonbeams of silver cast opalescent light on her sculpted soul She is a moonflower whose bud unfurls in a magical twirl drawn open by the light The air is heavy with the perfume of passion’s sweet nectar… Love is a night flower   © Lorene G. Rogers    Aug. 18, ‘22

her lips form an O exclamation of surprise a fitting climax ----- nothing tighter tied than the bonds of her desires self-imposed restraints ----- kisses sometimes words secrets written on your back up and down your spine ----- feeding me honey silver treat upon fingers teased from her blossom

who and why am i the weeping poet whispers you're mine he replies ----- one by one words end one by one their echoes cease poet is alone ----- what purpose words but for inflicting pain upon myself ----- gods deserted me left me only echoes of empty poems ----- promises wither I've a garden

strokes of poetry words thrust within her pages fill her with meanings ----- you appeared i smiled smile that faded as you did leaving me alone ----- once my words have burned not even ashes remain of love they contained ----- when the words all fade and I've but one poem left i'll write it fo

shy behind her mask unaware her beauty shines overwhelming me ----- soft and sweet her smile dark eyes full of messages she hopes i will see ----- a fantasy cat a tale set in another land a poet loved her poet sought the words that would break the evil spell cast on his woman curse not meant f