Tag: romance

Goddess Bath (Poetry)

 

Warm scented waters
Enticing
Petals floating
Candles are lit
A soft, sensuous tune is played
Remove all your clothing
Step in
Lie back
Close your eyes and drift away
My touch is light
Igniting a low flame
My hands are coated
With oils to seep into you’re thirsty skin
I will take care of you
Massage every aching muscle
And in the end
If you find that you have drifted off
I will come to you in your dreams
For as long as you’re in the water
I will take care of you.

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Talk to Me

 


Seduce me with your words

Take me to a place, only you know how

Speak in the language of us

Let me close my eyes and feel

Every syllable

Every consonant

Every vowel

Guide me into a world that is ours

A lone

Away from prying eyes

Talk to me

Lead me to where the core of my desire is ignited
Let your words fall into a metered syncopation

In your own language

Describe the nuance of a touch

Make me crave you

Remind me of hunger

I starved myself

Waiting for you to feed me

Talk to me

You can whisper

To elicit my response

Speak on my lips

So I can taste your words

Ingest it until I’m full

Are you mad?

Or is it me who has gone mad

Waiting for you to say a word

Any word.

Take without touch

Make me vibrate

From your tone

When you are done

Make me regret

Your silence

Invitation

Once upon a time
In a world we once known
There was a castle that stood
With a secret down below

It was made of stone
And craved with rock
Only the dark ones know
What’s behind the lock

Tonight
there is a treat to behold
A claiming of sorts
A soul to a soul to a soul

They all have come
To see the sight
The old ways are  new
In flickering candlelight

So be my guest
See a delight
But I must warn you
This will not be a pure sight

Leave behind
What you think you know
Dress your best
Get ready for the show

Goodbye My lover pt 30 (Premonition.)

Darlene

Mmmm, I don’t feel good. My stomach is killing me.

I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. The lid was up and a dizzy spell hit me.

I did not fall. My hands were ahead of me against the wall holding me up. I opened my eyes, and I noticed little drops of red dripping into the bowl.

I looked at myself. I had no clothes on. There were bite marks all over both my breasts and the blood ran like a little river to my nipple then joined at the peak, to make one drop.

When did he do this? Then the pain started again. My vision blurred. I heard screaming. I’m screaming then Noel calling me. What was that in the background?

Oh no, a baby.

I sat up board straight out of my dream. It can’t be. I am not late, and we use protection at all times. I looked over the side of the bed to see two wrappers open.

“Darlene lay back down.” A satiated Noel mumbled.

“I will I have to go to the bathroom.” I got up and I wearing a long T-shirt.

Went to the bathroom and looked at my body and there were no bites. Noel does not bite me every time we are together, but the dream is so vivid. My mother knew when she was going to have one of us. Is this my sign?

I looked at myself in the mirror and said, “Get a grip. You are in control, and this is not logically possible. Breathe and go back to bed.”

I did just that.

Sammy

Oh, shit!”

What is it babe?”

I looked over at Blue and knew she could see that I was scared.

“Tell me Sammy.”

“There is going to be a death, Blue and I don’t know who it will be.” I tried to hold back the tear because I do not cry ever.

“It’s someone close to you. Your heart is breaking, I feel it.”

“How can I save —”

“Sammy, you don’t even know who it is.  Lay back and relax. Slow your heartbeat, while I take care of you.”

“Blue, I’m really not in that head space right now.”

Her mouth descended on my clit and everything faded. I love being with an emotional and situational witch.

She will change a scene to make you feel what she wanted. I love her.

(This is a short piece but needed to be put in. War is coming. Fia xoxo)

 

Faire’s Visit (Poem)

A  whispered word

On a naughty breeze

Playful and joyful

Trying to please

Come to me

What did it say

I wanted to relax

On this sweet spring day

Come to me

There it was again.

Insistent

Not to hard

Like an old friend

Come–To–Me

Louder it came

Drips with sweet

Molasses from

Sugar cane

I rose to my feet

Not knowing where to go

I just felt the need

That I had to follow

I went into the wood

All by myself

To see who was calling

Sitting by himself

It was you 

Who called me here

What is the reason

I want to hear

The reason is simple

And I know you can do

Give me a kiss

And I will give you two

I laughed with joy

And was astounded

Did he believe

I was not grounded

I know who you are

I know what you be

Not of this world

But one from Farie

No kiss I will give

Not a one

Why do you ask

For me to come

You will deny me

A fea king am I

This kiss I want

You can not deny

Oh but I have

And now I will go

Goodbye king

Go back below

Then as quickly as light

Quick as a tic

His lips on mine

His tongue he slip

There is more to this tale

Then I am willing to say

But he does come to visit

Every spring day

Liquid Words (Poem)

Can you taste a word?

Is it sweet?

Like a ripe mango falling from a tree?

Does it fill the recesses of your mouth?

Leaving you with sensory memory.

Is it tangy?

Tickling and prickling down your throat,

Leaving a trail behind.

Is it Salty?

Making you crave,

the liquid of life.

In the driest of deserts.

Is it spicy?

Taking you on an exploration,

Of places, people, and things you can only dream of.

For me it is hot.

Scotching and blazing trails.

Leading and guiding me to places,

of unexplored tales.

Tempting and teasing traces,

Of unexpected wails.

Being caressed and coaxed

To an unhinged, uninhibited, wonton demise.

I taste every word.

From the tip,

Gliding across the center

And swelling at the root.

Can you taste your words?

(Hello all of you. I just want to make an announcement. I will be publishing a book of poems called Liquid Word later this month. It will have never before seen poems that are adult in nature. It will have the same cover that you see above. I would love for your support. Until then. Fia xoxo

 

His First (POEM) Rated R

 

Person biting into a juicy apple. Generative AI 29266206 Stock Photo at Vecteezy

Lay down.

I do all the work.

Relax

Remove your shirt.

Mmmm

Nice, I want to lick

Give it a flick,

Of my tongue.

Watching you

Come undone.

Silken flesh

Smoooth.

Touch and caress.

Don’t fear me.

You waited so long.

Who would have thought.

I’d be your number one.

I’ll set the bar high.

No one can touch.

Open those thighs.

Breathing in your musk.

You tremble already?

We just begun.

You haven’t entered yet.

And you are sprung.

Let me drink you.

Taste that drop.

On the tip of my tongue,

Like a lollipop.

It is time ,

For me to climb.

Pushing you in,

Watching you sin.

As I take,

What you freely give.

No regrets.

It’s time to live.

I felt you pulse.

Ready to release.

Pace I rode.

Began to increase.

Your eyes are focused.

Dead on me.

“Cum. Let me see.”

There it is.

Innocence gone.

I watched it go.

Like a sweet song.

I was your first.

I granted your wish.

Quench a thirst.

Scratched an itch.

I will never see you.

Only thoughts in my mind.

How I took you.

How you were mine.

(Confession: I wanted to be his first. To see what a man see’s when he takes the innocents. It was magnificent. Fia xoxo)