Move Me Slowly
Smoke and mirrors instigate this
impressionable and naive as it seems
moments and pulses, sighs and moans
the softness of light in between
Move me slowly, turn the tide
pushing me endlessly toward the edge
a grip, a nudge, one well-placed bite
a fountain in firey and ardent unrest
Kiss me deeply, steal my breath
fool me, tease me, close my eyes
lay long near me as day bows out
and shadows ink the skies
Move me steadily, with heat seared lips
run your hands in a forward rush
skim my hollows and thrusting arcs
I am the canvas and you, the brush
Sheets tangled, pillows strewn
the floor, the couch, the wall
pleasure rolls in wave after wave
lusty and loud we call
Move me there, in rhythmic flow
focused in wordless breathy gasps
soaked and stained with sweat and flesh
in a euphoric explosion of the mighty orgasmic crash
It is fun. The climax is well delivered.
Very good writing I enjoyed reading it. The passion could be felt beneath the words as they flowed from one line to the next. very impressive
Great erotic poem,with beautiful imagery and great rhythm.It is nice to meet a fellow poet who writes in the same style!