Conjugal Musing ... Prose Poem

Light, sweet feminine fragrant awaits me at the bedroom door, enticing the will of my mind,

As my footstep quietly enters the room, my eyes gazed upon a naked reflection of her, glistening in the moonlight

Fingertips, silently reach out into the quiet of the darkness,

First touch startles her, but as my flesh gingerly ease against hers, the softness of her naked flesh melts like butter into mines

Arms surrounds then embrace the beauty of her

inner strength is willingly giving to me, as she accepts me as her protecting shield

Nose, nozzle into the nape of her neck, the sweet essence of her slowly seeps into my nostrils, acting like a strong love aphrodisiacs, instantly making my mind drunk with her, while love oozing from the softness of her skin, floats into mine

Quiet words of “I love you” flows past her lips into my ear, as we embrace in the cover of the darken room

As I sit down on the stool standing in the dark next to her, a gentle tug pulls her body tight into mines

As her softness rest on my firmness,

A whispered moan floats into the still of the dark,

Hearts race, as love filled every empty space, inside our souls...

Godsend... Redefined ...

Lighter then a single snowflake, floating in a light breeze, your love floats slowly around me, while consuming the being of this one

Like a single red rose, slowly opening as the sun peaks, our love bloomed as our friendship turned into forever intimate partners, whose love slowly bloomed into a showy masterpiece, like a cluster of bright red roses

Your love has fallen deeper and wider then an ocean into my soul, captivating all of me from the inside out, touching every fiber, every molecule, of my being…

Hours, turned into days, days, turned into months, months, turned into years, but your love has always stayed like the Cosmo Stars above

Your benigh loving touch, touches me like nothing else on this earth, this is why I know your love had to be sent from the heavens above, tailor made by God own hands, just for the being, of me...

Love Removed ....... Prose Poem .....

I feel your pain.... Peace ... 1Manview ...

Her naked stature sat next to her reflection in the mirror,

As her head slowly turned around, her eyes focused on the frown on the reflected face now facing her, as her eyes rolled upward, she stared deep into the reflection of her eyes...

Her mind wondered how someone so beautiful could be so alone,

How could someone in need of wanting someone, had no one wanting her,

How could a woman so full of desire, had no one to desire,

How her sweetest kisses, laid dormant on the surface of her sultry lips,

How could someone whose heart was so full of love and understanding, had no one to love, nor love her?

As a two fingertips ease down her body curvature that was covered with cotton soft flesh, she wondered how no one would not love to feel... To hold... To caress... flesh as soft as hers...

A single tear appeared, and slowly caress the softness of her cheek, she quickly turned her head away from the pain of her reflection, only to stare into an empty room, with a woman sitting next to a mirror, that was reflecting her emptiness...