Untied Sneakers
by Maureen Louise Reardon
Copyright© 2003 by Maureen Louise Reardon
Erotica Sex Story: Poems of love and lust... Eight in total enjoy...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Romantic .
Copyright © 2003
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Even The Wind Knows
Where did our wind go
Taking your essence
Leaving not a trace
I flounder in its absence
Craving your breeze on my face
Has our love gone
As your tender touch caresses me
Taste of tears still fresh
Your scent lingers on
Phantom to love once expressed
Why do I still hurt
Separation of time took no refrain
Only to validate my pain
Whisper of a memory
Speaks softly
Where did our wind go
Though some day I knew it would
Still, my heart does know
That your love will never die
Even the wind knows
As If A shadow
As I. Always enter as if in a dream.
Dreams of you float behind my eyes.
Your teasing nudging reality.
As you are and have always been.
My tempest within.
My seamlessly indulgence.
Of your silken bliss.
Clings to me as if a shadow.
As if ash turned to dust.
Smoke combing with the wind.
I have been forever changed.
Your treat me with moments remembered.
When are hearts coax with sweet tremble?
We share the lyrics of our passion.
With wordless utterance.
Our ultimate truth.
For we abandoned ourselves.
To become one.
Edge Of Forever
You Satisfy My Dreams
As You Spread Your legs
You Show Me All Your Wants
As My Touch Lingers
Giving You What You Want
As I Take Your Breath Away
My Kisses Fall Lightly
Given With Intent
Reaching For Me
Show Me
Your Rhythm Your Lust
Let Me Taste
Your Urgency
I Feel Your Want
I Hear No Hesitation
As You Melt To Cries Of Ecstasy
Deep Your Wetness Calls Me
Searching Of Bliss
Comfort Found
The Edge Of Your Forever
The Blackest Night
Sitting alone quietly.
Given to wait.
Marking your arrival.
A rush quickening.
Headlights paint.
On the blackest night.
Disappointment touches, Anticipation fails.
Refusing to glance,
At the hand of time.
Ignoring the probability.
Living off memories.
Rude phone never to rings.
Teased by a Forbidden addiction.
Imprisoned by desire, Taunting Me.
Consumed by the night.
Devoured by Promises.
Never Delivered.
Tears Dry on my cheek.
Resigned to wait.
For the promise of Love.
Clouds Of Time
The morning falls I hear your silent whisper like clouds stealing the faint mist that is rising as I touch you verdant blades. I wrap my arms about me and think of times now gone by when I shared my mornings with you wrapped in a robe of fire. Love grew so high to sky, and our thirsty lips drank from one another our heart's desire. I am incarnate in a world lost without you, I drift through empty days like a feather without you. I drank the water of your voice The memory of it haunts me, the song we used to sing. Having loved you makes the dead present live again, and my earth-born spirit lives and breathes in happier spheres. I shall search forever through wind, the mist and rain. I shall walk forever with the smile of you in my tears. For you loved me and I love you still. For you are forever in my heart. And when you asked I just said all the numbers... Thank you
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