His finger softy strums my face like a Spanish guitar,Vibrations radiate down my flesh, as his fingertips embrace my face,
On a downward tilt his head slowly moves,
Eyes connect, emotions race
As my eyes close, I can feel his lips caress mine,
Head turns, eyes close tight, lips gently part, a sigh escape my throat, a moan escapes his,
A quick breath, a deeper kiss, bodies embrace tighter,
We exhale... to the unknown territory of pure love
1ManView © 1999 – 2012
for many, "love" is an unknown territory. but its a very beautiful too.
ReplyDeletelovely words :)
Thank you much C.
Deletedelicious!! :P
ReplyDeleteThank you Belmar...
DeleteYour poems posses a certain level of class that other sex poems lack. I love them, all.
ReplyDeleteA humble thank you Risque_Xtacee...
DeleteBeautiful! You make it look so easy, but I'm sure I couldn't write like you.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Kitty
HA!
ReplyDeleteKitty, you write better then I do already. (Truth) Just the matter of you finding a style that fits your thoughts, and you feel comfortable with. A sensitive person like yourself usually write beautiful poetry once they learn how to project their thoughts on paper...
1ManView
"We exhale... to the unknown territory of pure love"
ReplyDeleteThis left me captivated.
Thank you much..
DeleteI love that unknown territory.
ReplyDeleteSublime, isn't it? thanks for commenting Sweets...
Deletea spanish guitar...
ReplyDeleteperfecto!
Thank you lisa
DeleteVery very nice.
ReplyDeleteThank you Reggie...
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