Anticipation ~ Blue Love Poetry

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Anticipation ~ Blue Love Poetry
Looking down my blouse
You see my full breasts
Inviting you
To press your lips
Between them
And softly say my name
As you suck
On my nipples
Glancing at my knees
You want to
Slide your hand
Between my legs
And open me wide
For you to feel
My desire for you
Looking at me from behind
You know one day
You will bend me
Over the table
And press yourself
Inside me
One day you will
Press yourself
Inside me
Looking into your
Crystal blue eyes
I see myself
Under your control
I will surrender into your command
And spread my legs
Wider with each movement
Of your hips against mine
Standing next to you
I feel myself
Take your hands in mine
And rest them on my hips
As I guide your mouth
To my breasts
I want your mouth
On my my breasts
When I hear your voice
I feel the heat in my body
Stirring the juice of desire
For you as you pass by
Catching myself
I pull myself back
From the edge
I fear I’ll lose myself one day
I remind myself
Where we are
And it’s not time yet
The controlled anticipation
Makes it hard
To catch my breathe sometimes
Then you look
Me in the eyes
And I know
You feel the same thing
Until the day comes
I will seduce you quietly
With erotic words
I will write erotic words
For only you from me
Until the day comes
When I am your lover
I will write with anticipation
Of the day
When you are free
And the time is ours
Anticipation
Of the time
When you are
Lying in this bed with me
And I am whispering
Erotic words to you
As I make love to you
Anticipating you sexually
Makes me wet
Anticipation
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Loving Kindness Prayer
May you be safe
May you be healthy
May you be happy
May you be loved

Note:
There is something to be said for lust. When a man and woman connect on a lusty erotic level, it is intoxicating. The anticipation of being together is actually quite stimulating. As for me, it gives me inspiration to create. If I can’t have sex with Blue Love tonight, I’ll write about having sex with him and erotically connect with him through my words.

I am posting something sexy today to cheer myself up. ‪I have Republican friends who now care more about keeping Trump in office than they care about being a racist or being a good human. It is depressing to think they can’t even see what they’ve become since he took over the GOP.   They’ve always focused on their big houses, expensive cars, fancy clothes, big parties but they were never willing to throw in with racism… Actually, the extremist of both parties are responsible.  Fuck that!  I will never be that.  That will never be me.  People will always come first for me.  I look for the soul in the eyes of a person. That is what matters to me 💙🦋

In my new job, I will be working to help advocate for minority schools & students. I will work to affect change every damn day from the inside.

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Dear Kind Sir ~ Blue Love Poetry (Repost)

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Dear Kind Sir ~ Blue Love Poetry
Dear Kind Sir:
I ask you,
my dear friend,
To graciously free
The passion that
I hold tightly
Ever so tightly
Between my legs
Will you kindly
Assist me
With my situation
I try
And try
To resist the thoughts
The wild sensual thoughts
Of you
Tightening the strap
From around my wrists
And demanding
My submission
I expose to you,
My dearest kind Sir,
My bottom
Round
Full
Plumb
Ready for the
Command of hand
To break the ties of my hips
With your powerful dominance
My body shutters by your touch.
I am a blush, Kind Sir,
With delicious fantasies
Of my stilettos resting
On your shoulders
Wild you
Suck my juice wildly
Taste me, Kind Sir,
I will drink from your lips
And source my strength
From our passion
In the tightness of your embrace
Give me solace, my dear friend
Possess me, Kind Sir
I give you
My body to control.
Fondly, your ardent lover.
© 2015 ~ Highest Good Holistic Health Coaching, LLC ~ All Rights Reserved

Everything is always working out for my highest good 💙🦋

NOTE I originally wrote and published this poem on October 13, 2015. “Dear Kind Sir” was a flash back to the language used during the 1800s but with a erotic twist.

Loving Kindness Prayer💙
May you be safe
May you be healthy
May you be happy
May you be loved

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Love Is My Religion – Poetry

Blue Moon Nude Love Is My Religion – Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

It’s in the blue
Of your eyes
That I see
Your soul
I see the fire
Of my kindred spirit
It burns a flame
Of passion and desire
Calling to my heart
Awakening sensations
Between my legs
Yearning for you
To be my lover
Lay me down
On the bed
And kiss my lips
I will hold
Your face
In my hands
And wrap
My legs around
Your hips
Pulling you close
To me
Loving you
As a man
Deserves
To be loved
Giving you
All of me
Worshipping your body
As my alter
Loving you
Will be my religion
Kneeling
At the power
Of your manhood
I will take
You in my mouth
As communion
And swallow
You as holy water
Savoring your taste
In my mouth
Revering your essence
In my body
You will be
My alter
Have faith
In me
My lover
You can
trust me
I will hold
Your spirituality
In the valley
Of my cleveage
Each time
You see me
Trace my naked body
With your lips
And linger
As if praying
The rosary
On my nipples
My legs
Will be open
To you
For absolution
My naked body
Waits to be
Your alter
Pray with me
As I kneel
On your hips
Thrusting your
Energy
Into my body
Honoring the
Grace of our
Divine
Spiritual connection
As the source
Of my spirituality
Loving you
Will be my religion
Will you
Let me hold you
Will you
Let me nurture you
Will you
Be my soul food
And let me love you
The way
You deserve
To be loved
Loving you
Is my religion
(C) 2017 Linda A Long – All Rights Reserved

Life is best when lived passionately

Love Me In The Morning ~ Poetry

 

Love Me In The Morning ~ Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

I sit
Perched upon
Your hips
Rocking in a rhythm
To satisfy the
Urgency of my desire
Burning a fire
Between my legs
My wetness
Drips down
Over your body
With the motion
I create
While riding you
Sliding up
And down
As I whisper
The words
Of passion
With each thrust
I whisper
I love you
I whisper
Those words
Into your
Crystal blue eyes
I’ve wanted you
Inside of me
Since I first blushed
As you
Looked at my breasts
I whisper
As I kiss your lips
The energy rises
Deep within my
Wet Center
The rhythm
Of my hips
Quickens with intensity
Wetness gushes between
My legs as
I slide my nipple
Into your mouth
And whisper
Bite it
Nibble gently
As I moan
Your name
My body quivers
As the warm sensations
Start taking over
My body
Smack my ass
I beg you
As I start to
Lose control
And surrender
Into the
Rhythm of my
Erotic desire for you
Moaning
Panting
Yes
I say your
Name
Bluelove
I shout your
Name
In One finally
Moment
As I crash
Into your hips
In orgasmic release
I love you
I whisper
I say
I kiss your lips
Gently
And roll onto
My back
Spreading my legs
Wide as you
Pin my hands
To the bed
And
Press yourself
Deep inside of me
Thrusting until
You collapse
And whisper
I love you
As you rest
Your head
My breasts
Enjoying this time
Together before
We get out of bed
To start the day
Make love
To me
Every morning
Bluelove
Love me
In the morning

(C) 2017 Linda A. Long ~ All Rights Reserved

Life is best when lived passionately

11:11 Wish – Poetry

11:11 Wish
By: Linda A. Long

Rising up
From between
Her legs
Her soul
Aches for him
As the flashes
Of crystal blue magic
From her memory
Rekindle her
Sensual spark
She needs him
She needs him more
Than she ever wanted to
He awoke
The power
Within her slowly
And broke open
Her heart
So she could let
Love, desire
And passion
In it again
It was him
It was him
Being in her life
It was him
Lighting up
Her soul
That broke
Her open to
Love again
She radiates love
From the wetness
He stirs
Between her legs
And sources
Her erotic
Power to reclaim
Her sexuality
And erotc words
As if his
Lips could kiss
Her hips
As they rock
In quiet
Orgasmic submission
With the thought
Of his kiss
On her lips
He is the keeper
Of her flame
Perhaps he is
Her soulmate
Maybe he is
Her Twin Flame
But at this very moment
He is
Her erotic inspiration
As she hopes
For the reunion
Of their energies
And the
Transformation of their
Love into the
Physical element
With his eyes
Feeding her soul
And his body
Feeding her desire
He is the masculine
To her feminine
He is
The man she loves
She loves him
In a quiet prayer
She releases
Her wish into
The Universe
With a kiss
As the clock strikes
11:11am
She made a
Bluelove wish
She made a wish
That Bluelove
Will be her
In her arms
And between her legs
Where he belongs
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Life is best when lived passionately

My Love Is You ~ Poetry

My Love Is You ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Love is
All I have
To offer you
Love
Warmly reflected
In my eyes to yours
Love
Gently swings
On my hips
As I pass you
Love
Passing in air
As my energy
Brushes against you

Love is
All I have
To offer you
Love
Hanging on
The pout
Of my lower lip
Glistening with
The anticipation
Of your kiss
Love
Jiggling my cleavage
As I walk towards you
Inviting you
To hold my breasts
In your hands
And feel my warmth

Love is
All I have
To offer you
Love
Written privately
For only
Your eyes to see
I miss you
Love is
Alive in my smile
As I look at you
Standing before me
Love is
When I feel
Reassured
That you are
Near me
Come closer
Close enough
For me to
Whisper softly
Into your ear
I am happy
You are home
My love
Is you
Love is
All I have
To offer you
My love is
You
(C) 2017 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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You Are Still My Fire ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

I Originally posted this poem in December of 2015. I am reposting it today because it keeps popping into my mind and appearing in my blog stats. Every time I see it I am reminded Blue Love set this fire inside of me with the flash of his beautiful blue eyes and the energy of sex that hangs in the air when we are near each other. I’ve noticed a new level of comfort between us. I also feel our fire is burning even hotter now than it did years before. In the beginning it was just an intense sexual attraction. But now, well now, it is so much more. We are so much more to each other. Sexual desire lit the match but the flame continues to be fanned by our soul connection 🙌💋💥That and, well, he’s cute and makes me horny 😈🔥💋🦋💙


You Are My Fire ~ Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Smoldering
Within my soul
A fire burning
Like a candle
In the window
This love
This heat
Fire breathing
Your name
In a heart shaped inferno
Continuous
Without end
I am trapped
In the middle
Of its flames
Of desire
No escape from
Its reach
It surrounds me
My desire for you
Takes my breathe away
And makes me wet
As I stare into
Those eyes
I love so much
They pull me further into
Your grasp
My feverish desires
Pushing against the edge
Of my lips
Attempting to break free
Fire
It’s the heat
Of your hands
Touching my body
Fire
Its in your eyes
Sparking blue
Looking into mine
Fire
It’s in the weight
Of your body
Pressing against me
Fire
It’s in my legs
Wrapped around you
Heat rises
Fire
You are the fire
In my soul
Too hot to ignore
Fire Burns
Smoldering
I fan the flames
To keep us burning
I stoke your fire
To set us a blaze
Fire
In this inferno
Of
Love
Fever
Hot
Lust
You are the match
That lights my body
And soul on fire
You are my fire
(C) 2015 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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I am pretty sure people can tell by my poetry I’m a hopeless romantic❤️ This song absolutely melts me into lust. No other way to say it. Melt with me🔥🔥🔥💋❤️😈💥😇

Raise Your Vibration ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Raise Your Vibration ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

The vibration
Of your energy
Beats like a drum
Between my legs
Wetting me
With the spark
Of our eyes meeting
In secret
For just
A split second
Without anyone around
Just me and you
In the privacy
Of our sacred connection
You stir
The juices
In my body
I invite
You inside
To feel
My love
For you
Slip deeply
Into the warmth
Of my eyes
And come inside

The vibration
Of your energy
Plays on the sensitivity
Of my nipples
Licking
Biting
Teasing them
As I look
Affectionately into
The blue crystal spheres
That have
Become my sensual food
Nourishing
The scared sexual energies
Within my
Goddess body
Readying me
For you
To enter
The haven
Of sex
Offered to you
As refuge
I vibrate
Sex and love
For you

The vibration
Of my sex
Calls to you
In earnest
I am aroused
I am an aroused woman
In your presence
Standing in my
Erotic truth
I own
My primal desire
For you
I own
The essence of
My body’s
Arousal when
You are near
I lay my
Female energies
In your
Hands with
My love
I kiss
Your lips
With lust
Lust for you
Only you

The vibration
Of sex and love
Hangs off my hips
Leaving its essence
In my mind
As restless energies
Pull you to me
In the glance
Of my eye
You know
You are invited
Invited to
To lead me
Into a private space
And touch me
Feel the
Vibration
Of sex and love
Against your skin
Taste my desire
In your mouth
Hear the moans
Of arousal and love
As your vibration
Joins mine
And we raise
Into the
Higher energies
Of scared love
And tantric sex
Raise your vibration
In the
Glow of
Sacred sex and
Divine love
Vibrate higher
With me
Vibrate with me
Vibrate in me
Raise your vibration
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Be My Lover ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Be My Lover ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Swirling around my lips
Is a taste for you
I want you
In my mouth
I want to
Suck on
The edges
Of your tongue
And taste
The beer
You just drank
Before kissing me
It's a taste
For you
I crave
A taste for
Your essence
In my mouth
As the salt
Of your sweat
Drips onto
My lips and
Awakens the erotic
Desires between my legs
Craving you
All of you
There's a craving
A craving
To taste
Your manhood
On my lips
Just before
You press
Your firmness
In between my legs
And make
Me beg for
Your assertive
Thrusts against
My receptive hips
It's you
Swirling around
My lips
I crave
To taste
As I lay
Naked and ready
For your touch
I want you
More now
Than ever before
My Blue Love
I want you
More now
It's you
I crave
My beautiful
Blue eyed muse
It's you I want
To be my lover
Tonight
Be my lover
Forever
Be my lover
Right now
As I lay naked
Thinking of you
Come over here and
Give me a taste
Be my lover
Forever
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Night Swimming ~ Love, Sex & Poetry

Night Swimming ~ Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

The water
Was warm tonight
As I floated
In the pool
Of your heart’s desires
The night air
Was gentle
On my skin
As you swam
In my thoughts
And pulled me
Under with you
Into the depths
Of our lust
Rising up
From under water
I emerge
Naked in your arms
I kissing your lips
For just a moment
You whisper my name
As you dive under
Sliding me back into your fantasy
One lap after another
I swam with you
In your heart
Never leaving you
I was with you
For every beat
Until I stepped out of the pool
Of your crystal blue eyes
And stood before you
Wet
I was wet
Wet with arousal
For you
My naked skin
Glistened in the moonlight
As you thought of me
Somewhere in the
Energetic flow
Of passions
That were simmering
Just under the
Swinging of my skirt
Today
Hypnotizing
Your eyes
To linger
Just long enough
For me to notice
Your appetite
For me
You made me wet
Wet for you
I feel the hunger
The hunger
Pounding in your
Chest
Tonight you swim
In the watery depths
Of my hips
Swimming to forget
The throbbing
Of your cock
Swimming to feel
The water slide against your skin
Swimming in lust
For me as the
Hunger in your chest is
Growing insatiably
I am called to you
You called me to you
It is here with you
In the pool
Of our desires
I feel
A yearning
A hunger
An ache
Connecting
Me to you
It challenges
My sensibilities
I see images
Of lust and submission
Before my eyes
In plain sight
Carefully obscured from
Public view
But open wide
For you to see
It’s in my trust
For you
That I feel most free
Free to play
In the playground
Of our lust and desire
It is here
I swim naked
And free
With you
Tonight
Floating peascefully
In your heart
I swim with you
Tonight
I swim
In your heart tonight
Night Swimming
(C) 2015 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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Samarel ~ Sageword Facebook Page

Music
“It Must Be Your Love” by Etta James