Dear Kind Sir – Love, Sex & Poetry

imageDear Kind Sir
By: Linda A. Long

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 Si
I give you
My body to control.
Fondly, your ardent lover.
© 2015 Linda A. Long – All Right Reserved
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Life is best when lived passionately

Note: A good old fashioned sex poem while Blue Eyes is away again…❤️💋☺️😈

Poetic Intercourse – Love, Sex & Poetry

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Poetic Intercourse – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Poetic Intercourse
My words ignite
Your flame
We make love
To each other
Through words
Moving through
The atmosphere
Our bodies
Connect through
Thoughts and desires
In a perfect union
I make love to you
Poetically
Through my words
Until
The time my body
Becomes yours
By command
Own me by possession
Wholely I submit
To the love and desire
You spark
Deep within my legs
Carried up to through
My center
To heighten response
You are my Muse
The inspiration to
My poetry
Make love to me
Through your words
Let them carry you
To me
I carry the torch
Of lust for you
Deep within
My soul
Enter me
Poetically
Feel the sensation
Of my touch
Through your
Mind’s eye
Poetically
Make love to me
Fantasies come to lif
Through words
Magically poetic words
Of love, sex and desire
In Poetic Intercourse
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Note:  MBE❤️💋😈 💋😘

Photo Credit

“The Kiss”
Jindra Noewi

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The Blush – Love, Sex & Poetry Collection (Repost)

The dream I had about you last night made me blush. It almost was as if you were actually there touching me, holding me, loving me. I savored each moment with you. I hung on to each touch of your hand and the sweet caress of your kisses.

Just as my body filled with the rush of passion from your touch I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.  It was then I realized it was only a dream and I was not with you. Filled with disappointment I looked at the clock. It flashed 1:00am. I was wide awake with nothing but you on my mind. I tossed and turned restlessly as if to banish the demon from within and release the tension that was now in my body. I looked at the clock. It flashed 2:30am. I was still wide awake and you were still on my mind.            

Filled with a rush of excitement I knew the only way for me to get some rest and sleep was for me to finish what you started in the dream. And, I allowed my body to release to my touch as I thought about you. I thought about your hands as soft and gentle as they are big. I thought your voice as deep as it is sweet to my ear. I thought about your eyes and way they glisten when you look at me. Finally the moment was here and I felt the wave of desire push out of me into the universe and travel to you. With heighten excitement I whispered your name.            

It was 3:30am and I was still restless. Thoughts of you making love to me made me blush. As I started to drift off to sleep, I remembered our last embrace and anticipated our next hello. I fell peacefully back to sleep looking forward to seeing you again in my dreams.            

(C) 2010 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved            
       


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This short seem to be the perfect item to repost today given I had a very restless night last night. I’ve been up since 1:00am filled with anxiety about a neck issue I am having but also having very sexy thoughts. I never thought sex and anxiety went together. But, last night they did.

Photo Credit:
Lluís Ribas 1949 | Spanish Luminist Figurative Painter – Nude Portrait

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