Love, Sex & Poetry ~ Seek and Find

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Seek And Find – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Seek
And you shall find me
Waiting for
The pleasure
Of your company
In my arms
Look
For me
I will be waiting
In my bed
With an open heart
And
Welcoming breasts
Nipples hardened
By the touch
Of fingers
Anticipating your arrival
Reach out
for my hand
I will guide you
To the center
Of my fire for you
I want you
To feel the
Fire that
Burns inside for you
Slide your hand down
Between my legs
And feel my wetness
I am wet for you
Only you
Step
Closer to me
Look me eye to eye
Let me loose myself
In the brilliant
Blue spheres
That pierce my heart
And ignite my body
Lay peacefully in
My energy
Let me nourish you
Let me sustain
Let me hold you
Tonight and forever
Inspire
My words
To flow like a river
Words of love
Sex and desire
Written by
Spark of your presence
I can’t contain it
Hear me moan your name
With passion
I need you
I’m waiting
Grab
Me tight
Pull me to you
Forcefully love me
With
Your powerful spirit
Claim
My body
You know
It Belongs
To only you
Kiss me
Stir
My juice
Taste me
On your lips
I am moist
For you
I am ready
For the deliberate touch
Of your masculine hands
Take it
Take all of me
Undress me
Lose yourself
In my desire for you
Believe in my Friendship
Explore with me sexually
In the safety of our
Connection
Passion is ours
Claim it with me
And let’s find peace together
Seek me
And you shall
Find Love
Love
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MBE❤️ So Damn cute today I could barely keep my legs closed😈💋 I have to remind myself of where we are 😄My appetite grows more everyday😈 I want that FANTASTIC ENERGY all over my body💋 I am very attracted to that, and of course, the blue eyes❤️💋😈

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Escape With Me – Love, Sex & Poetry

Nello_Iovine_-_Tutt'Art@_(25)Escape With Me – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Close your eyes
Breathe deep
Exhale
Take a moment
Think of me
Relax
See the flame
Of desire
In my eyes
For you
Hear the melody of
Lust in my voice
For you
Feel the rhythm
Of sex in my hips
For you
It’s for you
Refresh yourself
In the pool
Of my sensuality
Float carefree
On the wave
Of my body’s
Salacious rhythm
Waiting
For you
Refresh
Release
Unwind
Let me help you
Take the pressure off
Rejuvenate yourself
In between my
Soft warm breasts
Close your eyes
And find peace
In the warm
Inviting escape
That waits for you
Between my legs
Escape with me
Let go
Escape with me
Release
Escape with me
Close your eyes
Slow down your thoughts
Meet me
In a moment in time
Escape with me
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved
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NOTE: Not really sure why but I got this feeling today that someone needed a little support and encouragement today. Like they are feeling a lot of pressure. I would help him. If I could say these words to him, I would. I would personally invite him to escape  with me and find some peace. 😉 I would be his escape.

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Nello Iovine

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The Altar Of Your Sex – Love, Sex & Poetry 

The Altar Of Your Sex – Love, Sex & Poetry 

By: Linda A. Long 

Kneeling 

At the altar
Of  sex
I confess my sins
Of impure thoughts
Of you deep
Inside my
Mouth
Thoughts of you
Taking me
The way
A passionate woman
Needs to be taken
I confess
There’s something
About you
That kicks off
A chemical reaction
In the center of my legs
Something happens
To me when you
Are near by
It’s hard to ignore
I confess
I’ve been fantasizing
About your hands
Cupping my breasts
As your lips
Circle my nipples
I humbly confess
Images of you
In my mouth
Were in my thoughts
This morning
As I laid in bed
Yes,
I confess
My mind wanders
When you are near
So, please forgive me
If I don’t always engage you
It’s just sometimes
I am embarrassed
By my desire
And the
Moist sensations
I feel
In our exchanges
When you are close
I confess
I am a passionate woman
Not afraid
To speak of my desires
Or write my inner most
Sensual longings
But, I
Blush
By the
Intensity of images
Of you possessing me that
Flash before my eyes
In a glance
I see you
Having me
Yes,
Having me
To your satisfaction
I confess
You’ve touched
Me in my thoughts
As I’ve touched myself
In this confessional
I admit I am bad girl
But, the thoughts of us
Wrapped together
While you enter me are
So so sweet and delicious
Well, it unsettles me
To know
This craving is so deep
And continues to grow
Like tea brewing
Slowly in the sun
The attraction
To you
Continues to draw me in
I confess
I think about your
Hands, tongue and
Cock finally
Inside of me
I shyly admit
I fantasize of you
Satiating my most primal desire
As I lay myself open
To you widely
For your liking
For your taking
Kneeling at your feet
I ask for you
To give me penance
Grab my hair
In Your hand
Please I beg of you
Pull me into submission
Set me free
As I take you
Into my mouth
And
Enjoy the very
First moment
I tasted you
Forgive me
For leading you
Into temptation
Said Eve
To Adam
Perhaps
Your touch
To my hips
Will save
Our souls
Maybe your
Mouth against
My skin
Will release
The demon within
The center of my body
Must I say Hail Marys
To repent
Shall I beg
You for absolution
Shall I shout
Out
Oh God
While you
Press into me
As my act of
Contrition
I humbly confess
My sins
At the altar
Of your sex
And ask for your
Deepest most
Penetrating punishment
My gentle kind sir
I humbly
Confess my sinful
Thoughts to you
And ask for absolution
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In The Center Of My Fire – Love, Sex & Poetry (Repost)


In The Center Of My Fire – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Ball of fire
I explode
By your touch
Into a raging
Inferno that
Wraps you
In its fingers
Pulling you
To my fire
Lighting your
Way home
To my heart
Passion
Waits for you
Love ready
To twist
Around your
Heart
And melt
Your body
Into mine
Can you feel
The pulse of
Desire?
Spinning the color
Of lust
Around your legs
Rising up
To the center of body
Tasting the tip
Of your fire
Placing my
Hands at
Your heart center
Kissing your lips
Bring you back
To love
Boldly
Burning your name
Rest your love
Between my legs
Live in the center
Of our fire
Passion
Waits for you
Flames lick
Your ears
Brushing your lips
Come to me
And touch
Center of my fire
That only
Burns
For you
© 2012 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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Talon Abraxas – British Surrealist Painter – 1980

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Waiting – Love, Sex & Poetry


Waiting – Love, Sex Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Waiting
Licking my lips
Tasting
The hunger
My appetite
For you grows
And Rises up
Through my body
Slowly taking
Possession
Of my thoughts
Begging
Me to give
Into the craving
Deep within
My center
Sparked by a
Quiet glance
From you
To me
Saying without
Words
You want
Me as much
As I want you
Exposed to
Only you
Hiding my
Sultry wishes
Deep in my
Mind
Behind closed lips
Away from
Others to see
But exposed
For you
In the privacy
Of our connection
Heating up
My breasts
As you pass by
Only revealing
To you
What is on my mind
With my eyes
Read my thoughts
Of restless
Desire
And
The power of these
Lustful energies
Building
Waiting for
Release by
Your hand
Waiting to
Be freed by
You tongue
Waiting for
You fill me
Until then
I fulfill
My needs
Solely
With you
In my thoughts
While my body
Heats to my touch
In pleasure
Waiting
Yet
Enjoying the
Slow building
Flirtation
That
Fans the flame
Of secret Desire
© 2013 Linda. Long – All Rights Reserved

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ALL I HAVE TO SAY TODAY IS A DIRTY MIND IS A HORRIBLE THING TO WASTE. MIGHT AS WELL WRITE A POEM ABOUT IT. (Wink, Wink 😉 )
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Pierre Deval 1897-1993 | French Figurative painter

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Strip Me – Love, Sex & Poetry (Repost)

Strip Me – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Strip me
Strip it all away
Take every last bit off
Peel it away until you reveal me
Reveal me to only you
Strip me naked
Until there’s nothing to hide from you
Bare my soul with you hands
Pull away my cover until
You see me
See me completely
I want you to see all of me
So take it all off
I have nothing to conceal
Strip me
And bask in my naked body
Strip me
Soak it in
Strip me
Naked
Strip it all away.
(C) 2009 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved
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Pascal Chove 1963

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The Story Of My Life – Bohemian Gypsy Meets Intellect

J.R.R. Tolkien once said, “Not all who wander are lost.” This resonates with me on the deepest level because it that is very much the story of my life. I have a bit of a gypsy soul but was also fortunate enough to have book smarts too. I’ve been this duality of bohemian artist meets intellect my entire life.

My Mother saw the gypsy in me when I was young. My father died when I was seven. My Mom raised five kids on her own and knew life was tough but would be tougher for her wandering gypsy daughter. Being a “Drill Sergeant” type of Mom she insisted I focused on using my intellect, learning “real” life skills, as she said called them, and getting a good education. Because my grades were high and my family’s financial situation, I was lucky enough to get a grant that paid for half of my tuition at local all-girl catholic prep school so I had a great high school education which has left me with some life-long friendships. After high school I wandered from one college to the next. I ended up having to drop out of La Salle University with 90 credits because I couldn’t afford my tuition the last year of school even with having two jobs. After taking many years off from school I finally finished a Bachelor’s of Science Degree in 2007 in Business Management with Thomas Edison State College.

My professional journey over the years gave me the opportunity to grow and expand in many different directions and for that I am very grateful. Once again the gypsy can’t help but breaking loose at times it’s like a drunken sailor in port when the mood strikes her. I am working on containing her enthusiasm a bit. It’s getting easier as I get older because I simply don’t have energy to keep up with her. From my early 20s to mid 30s I worked for three different retail companies in the buying and planning departments as an analyst, buyer and merchandise manager and coördinator. Since leaving retail I’ve been a Hostess a local restaurant, a Receptionist for a local realtor, a Driver for a Home Care business that serviced the Senior Citizen population, an Accounts Receivable Representative and I even worked for a summer making Hoagies or should I say Subs for those not from Philly. Oh trust me, I can make a mean Philly Style Italian HOAGIE! I still work for owner making HOAGIES occasionally on holiday weekends. After being diagnosed with Celiac Disease last summer I suspect I will not be able to do that anymore because the roll dust could make me sick.

Over the years I’ve volunteered for numerous local non-profit agencies. By a strange twist of fate or divine intervention in February 2002 I ended up taking a part-time job working as the Business Administrator for a small non-profit historical Museum and within six months I was promoted to the full-time Executive Director. I had no idea how much I would love that job or how that job would make a permanent impact on my life and relationships. It changed me and I am forever grateful for the experience. That job allowed me to use my full skill set and challenged me to be better, act better and do better in work and in life. That job gave me invaluable experience and taught the importance of good people skills. In many ways I grew up while working in that job.

While working as the Executive Director for the Museum for four years, I was introduced to a man who changed my life.  He took me from a girl full of unharnessed power and potential and helped to mold me into the woman I am today. His name is Paul and he was the President of the Museum when I worked there. Oh, let me tell you. Paul and I had our go-arounds. We are two head-strong people and when the door closed we often were screaming at each other or at least having a heating discussion:-)   But, we also respected each other and liked each other. And, we ALWAYS had each other’s back. As much as I bucked him and tried to steamroll my way through things and people he showed great patience with me. He slowly nurtured me and guided me like a trainer breaking a wild horse. By example, Paul showed me that I could get what I wanted in life without being a bitch, dick or asshole. He taught me to be strong and express my opinion without being arrogant or full of myself. Paul showed me the importance of compassion, empathy, patience and good people skills. Paul led me and the organization by example. He was never afraid to take on City Hall. He stood up for what he believed in. He was never afraid to take a stand and didn’t care who he pissed off if he believed in something. He was always respectful even when he was kicking your ass. I’ll never forget him saying to me one day, “Linda, you don’t get into a pissing contest with a skunk! Walk away. You’re better than that.” Words I live by to this day! Paul and I are still close. I now loving call him “Dad”. As my father died when I was seven, it’s nice to have a father-figure in my life.

Unfortunately, all non-profits struggle for funding. As the budget got tight, the organization asked me to work part-time again. I couldn’t afford to that. Because of budget constraints they eventually laid me off. But, that still remains my favorite job and it gave a solid foundation of experience working in every aspect of the non-profit arena. I now volunteer my services in many capacities for other local non-profits. The part of the job I loved the most was the Public Relations aspect and, actually, I even enjoyed Grant Writing. Call me crazy but I like it.

Well, this brings me to today. I am very grateful for the job I currently have but I feel it is important to keep my blog separate from my current professional identity so I won’t go into any details of what I do for a living now or who I work for. But, all I will say is I am lucky enough to live and work near the beach. I was fortunate enough to have the skills to land a job that affords me a nice lifestyle in a great location. That makes me happy. On my days off during the summer you will usually find me on one of the local beaches enjoying sun and surf.

In my free time, I am a passionate Yogini. I was planning on doing Yoga Teacher Training this year. But, I need to postpone it for another year because I need to tighten the belt a bit this summer. I am an art LOVER. My first trip to an art museum was when I was in high school. I took the train into Center City Philly by myself because no one else would go with me to see a Diego Rivera Exhibit at the Philadelphia Art Museum.  I enjoy writing this blog, erotic poetry and am starting to write guest blogs and freelance articles. I hope to write a book one day. I am a Reiki Level I practitioner. I am preparing for my Level II training by practicing and I plan on doing Reiki Master training by next year. I have a VERY active lifestyle. I powerwalk. I do Pilates. I golf. I sail, parasail and want to zip line this summer. I meditate which brings me great peace. I live and breathe the law of attraction. What you think about you bring about! I am spiritual not religious. And, I firmly believe in KARMA. Protecting my Karma is very important to me. This means choosing right actions by taking thoughtful action instead reacting in most situations.

In the last four years, I’ve gone through a series of transitions which changed not only my body but also my relationships and hobbies. The hardest part of transitions is letting go yet it is also the most important step in healing and moving forward. Through these transitions I’ve learned to embrace the duality that lives within me and enjoy the gypsy nature of my soul while using my intellect and intuition to make good solid choices. Mostly I am learning to be grateful for every experience I’ve had in my life as they made me the woman I am today. I am strong, compassion, driven and open to change and growth. While the gypsy that lives within is my true self, I’ve also learned the benefits of stability and the power of dependability in life.

This post is dedicated in loving gratitude to my Mother and all of my teachers, mentors, spiritual counselors and personal heroes along the way. I am who I am because I was lucky enough to have you in my life.

Lastly, one of my favorite books is “The Way Of The Peaceful Warrior” by Dan Millman. If you are going through a transition or need some spiritual soul food, check it out. It helped me along the way. I am now reading it again for the third time.

Peace, Love & Happiness to all
Linda

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Midnight Red – C.M. Cooper American Impressionist Painter

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In The Valley Of My Cleavage – Love, Sex & Poetry Reblog

 

In the Valley of My Cleavage – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda Long

Dive down
all the way down
Into my cleavage
Follow the trail
I wear around my neck
Stay in my valley
For a while
Cascade my peaks
I’ll take splendor
As you take your pleasure
Find peace
In the depth of breasts
Let your hands
Float in my waters
I’ll rescue you
Rest your head
For a little while
Listen to my heart
It beats for you
It is strong now
I’ll rescue you
with my mouth to yours
Dive into me
Soak me up
Breathe me deep
Smell the new air
Ravish me
in the comfort
and safety of your love
Swim onto my shore
I’ll Hold onto love
I won’t let you go
It’s yours
All yours
It’s waiting
for you
in the valley
of my cleavage
© 2011 – Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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NOTE: Yep, sex on the brain again today. Another post for Love, Sex & Poetry.

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“Comfort”  A Characoal on Paper Drawing – Eric Wallis

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Synergy – Love, Sex & Poetry

Synergy – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

My arm
Touches your face
As my other arm
Wraps around your neck
Pulling you closer to me
Feeling the energy
Passing between us
Moving from
My eyes to yours
From my breasts
To your chest
Pressing my hips
Into yours
The spark ignites me
When our eyes meet
It’s like
Lightening hits my soul
The current
Stirs my juices
Stimulating my body
Challenging me
To let go
of the past
To let go
With you
And give
Into this
A promise
Of excitement
Could you be the one
To stimulate my
Mind
Body
Soul
And Intellect
In unison
Could you be the one
To capture
The depths of the
Fire in my soul
And Harness
The power
That resides in me
Could you be the one
That challenges me
To be more
To want more
To expect more
Could you be the one
Willing to
Change and grow
With me
Are you willing to
Open yourself
To me
Let me in
Your heart
While you
Rest between my legs
Use my body
As your playground
Use my mind
As your inspiration
Use my spirit
As your fuel
You will be my Muse
I will write
For you
I will moan
For you
I will willfully
Place my body
In your hands
Command my breasts
With your hands
Whisper into my ear
See rapture in my eyes
Feel beautiful release
Of two souls
Coming together
In one moment
Of perfect
Synergy
(C) 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved
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I wrote this poem while sitting by the water at Cape May Point, NJ listening to the sounds of the Ocean and the birds, watching the sun hit the water and people strolling the beach.  I was inspired to write something positive, powerful and promising. 

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Charmaine Olivia – American Painter Romantic Surrealist
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Drawn To You – Love, Sex & Poetry

Drawn To You – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
I am drawn
To you
Not understanding
The attraction
But acknowledging
It exists
Feeling
Your desire
In your glances
Knowing
Your thoughts
Through your eyes
It arouses me
Others
Look at me
Their eyes dive
Into my cleavage
I feel nothing
But
You
I feel the
Flame of desire
Lick my lips
And want
Your touch
To satiate
My craving
Ready for you
Caress
My skin
Kiss
My lips
Command
My body
I am drawn
To you
And
I just
Have to
Admit it
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved
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Artist:  Eric Wallis

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