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
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#BlueLove

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🔥🔥🔥💋❤️😈💥😇

Act Of Love ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Act Of Love ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Standing in
Naked vulnerability
Before you
You see me
The real me
You see
The woman
I hide from others
You see
The woman
Who loves you
You see
The woman
Who touches
Your heart
The deepest
The woman
Who you share
Words and feelings
In a glance of an eye
But you also see
Our love & affection
For each other
Needs to be
Protected and
Shielded from the
View of those
Around us
In naked vulnerability
I stand before you
And allow you
To see and know
The depths
Of love
I hold
For you
It breaks open
My heart
In exposed
Awareness
To our joint
Spiritual energy
That is
Always below
The surface
But I ensure
It's viewable
To you
So you know
The truth
I tell you
How I feel
So you
Always know that
What I hide
From others
Will not be
Hidden from you
I will always
Show you
Truth
I will always
Stand in love
And honesty
Before you
So you trust
My words
And believe
In me
You must know
I only pretend
To not care
To protect us
Protect you
Protect myself
From the
Negative judgmental
Energies that
Surrounds us
I will never
Allow them
To stand between
The love I have
In my heart
For you
And the love
You deserve
Regardless of
Our circumstance
And commitments
I will not allow
The people around you
To block
The love
I offer you
Freely
Unconditionally
Without expectations
In naked vulnerability
You will always
Know my truth
I show you
Truth and vulnerability
As an act of love
I said I miss you
Because
It is my truth
And telling you it
Was my
Act of love
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ART BY: Tony Salerno ~ "Aradia"

NOTE:

The below commentary goes with this poem and served as the inspiration. It was written first as just my journal entry and a way for me to collect my thoughts. I later pulled it into a prose. As Mercury is in Retrograde, I was unsure I wanted to post this as I know this can be a time of miscommunication. I was worried what I wrote below would be misinterpreted so I was hestitant. So instead I rewrote it to be clear that an act of love was to maintain truth and clarity.
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In recent months I've experienced heightened intuition and self awareness. This not only gives me insights into the motives of those who surround me but also has been showing me how my words and actions can be used or interpreted by others. I guess I would say I've had more “situational awareness”.

In this new awareness, I've become more cautious and careful with whom I expose myself to not only personally and professionally. I've dealt with busybodies taking shots at me or gossiping about me for a long time. Instead of confronting it and acknowledging it, I've learned to just completely disengage from anyone harboring those lower spiritual energies towards me. That is what gossip, negative talk, judgment is; It's lower spiritual energy. I have no need or desire to prove myself right, win them over or help them to see the negative karma attached to their actions/judgments. I also decided to just stand back allow them take their shots. I just completely ignore it and love authentically.

As I tune into my intuition for guidance, their actions and gossip feel like jealousy to me. It feels like certain folks are jealous of me and any closeness I may share with someone so they run interference between us. With this new awareness,I decided it was best that I do not put any bullets in their hands. With that said, I make every effort to ensure the folks who truly care about me know the truth of my feelings for them.

I find it necessary to practice self awareness as well as situational awareness in the workplace as well as in life. I've maintain a distance from lower, sometimes immature, energies to set myself free and give myself space to grow. No hard feelings. I just see those folks don't hold the best intentions for me and are more concerns about taking shots at me than befriending me. That's 100% the truth. It's ok. Even though they often hurt my feelings, I no longer let them affect me. They walk their path; I walk my own. I send them love and light but I also learned to keep my distance.

There's a reason why I remain distant publicly. There is also a reason why I make an effort to ensure those I trust, and even love, know the truth. I am honoring my truth while also trying to protect myself and those I love from the lower negative energies that often surround us. It's not always easy to be on my guard all the time but I do it because I won't feed them information. It's a practice of self protection. Hopefully, those who care about me do not feed them bullets to use against me either.

Some say they don't understand why I keep to myself and stay completely disengaged. I guess it's hard to see the consequences associated with one's own negativity towards me. I am very sesnsitive and intuitive. I read people well and understand their unspoken motives. I see through lies. That is not paranoia. It is fact and I am merely trying to protect myself and someone I love from lower negative spiritual energy. I choose to focus on honoring my truth, being honest with those I trust and love and on growing personally and spiritually. That is what's important to me.

Put yourself in my shoes, see what I see and feel what I feel. You'll know it's the truth…

1st BlueLove Poem ~ Spark Of A New Desire ~ Love, Sex & Poetry

Spark Of A New Desire – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Two minds
One fantasy
Connected
In lust
But
Remaining
Silent
As if
Testing
The waters
Of chemistry
Unsure
If we
Should we
Act out our
Desires
Should we
Open
The door
To mutual
Attraction
And invite
Flirtation
To bring
Our bodies
Together
Should we
Allow our
Eyes to meet
And linger
In this moment of
Conflicted self awareness
Logic speaks
To obstacles
Energy passing
Between us
Begs to entwine
Our arms
Our lips
Our bodies
Connect our minds
And
Take this ride
Of romance
Lust
Without knowing
If it is prudent
Because it
Lacks convenience
Yet
Lives in
My mind
And stirs
My body
By your mere
Glance at my breasts
You set me on fire
With just your eyes
The spark
Of new desire
Ignites me
Juices Flow and
Brings life
To my creativity
You are invited to
Create with me
(C)2013 Linda A. Long ~ All Rights Reserved

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NOTE For some reason I woke up wondering what was the first poem I wrote for Blue Love and when did I write it. This is it💙I wrote it on March 19, 2013. I still feel the same erotic spark of desire for him four years and lots of changes later💙💋✌️
#BlueLove 💙💙💙💋✌️

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Until Morning Comes – Love, Sex And Poetry

Until Morning Comes ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Wake up
Wake up
I need to talk to you
Open your
Beautiful blue eyes
My love
Hurry up
It will be morning soon
I have something to say to you
Please wake up
Do you hear me?
I am talking to you
I need to tell you
I love you
I didn’t say it before
But, I must say it now
It must be free
The burden of not saying it
Is too heavy to carry anymore
I must say it
Can you hear me?
Whispering in your dreams
I breath softly
Into your ear
The love
That will sustain you
Laying my body against yours
My breast press
Into your chest
As I softly kiss your lips
With love
And desire
Giving you a promise
To be your
Lover, partner and friend
For the rest
Of our lives
My hand folds in yours
We stay
In this moment in time
In the twilight
My heart needs to
See
Hear
Taste
Touch
You
Under the blanket of stars
You are my
One and only love
Rest your weary thoughts
On my breasts
My dear lover
And take your
Respite between my legs
You are loved
You are loved
Drift softly to sleep
With sweet dreams
Of our love
I will return
To your arms tomorrow night
And lay with you
In the sanctuary
My made with our hearts
We lay together in love
Until morning comes
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Keeper Of Your Flame – Love, Sex And Poetry

Keeper Of Your Flame ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Let me
Set you
On fire
Let me
Light
The match
In your soul
Let me
Ignite
Your deepest
Passion
And spurn
Your unspoken
Desires into
Reality
Stand your
Spirit
On the tip
Of my nipple
I will
Raise you up
With the images
Of my mind
I will
Tell you
The story
Of our love
As you drift
Softly
Into sleep
I will
Tell you
The erotic story
Waiting
For you
It lives
In the lush
Wet center
Between
My legs
I touch it
Feel it
Rub it
Until it’s smooth
With love
And desire
For you
Waiting to
Drip into
Your mouth
And nourish you
With passion
Love
And desire
That you’ve
Never known
Before
Yes
Claim me
As the fire
Of your soul
Chose me
As the keeper
Of your flame
Let me
Set you
On fire
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Someone Like You ~ Love, Sex and Poetry


Someone Like You ~ Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Do you see me
I’m standing in front of you
Saying
Fuck you
Fuck me
I need you
To understand
And see
What I hold in
My heart for you
Slow down
For five minutes
To breathe in
The energy
Of lust that passes
Between us
Without words
Too many heavy emotions
Surrounding us
I drown in their energies
I can’t sense you
I need to sense you
Stay in this
Moment with me
Just long enough
For me to feel
You
I need to
Feel you
I need to
Connect with you
To sustain me
I need to purge
The demon energies
That have taken
Over my environment
Lye back
And let me fuck you
Let me fuck all
Of this garbage
Out of my aura
And fill
Myself up with you
Only you
Look into my eyes
While I pin your arms
To the bed
Look into my eyes
While ride you
I need you
To smack my ass
And remind me
I’m yours
Reprimand me
I’ve been your bad girl
I need you
To look me
In the eyes
While I scream your name
In submission
To your masculine
Dominance
I want you
Underneath me tonight
I want to
Feel the intensity
Of emotions
And release my frustrations
With you
Inside of me
I need you
To see me
Standing in front
Of you
Lovingly
Regretfully
Wanting you
And needing you
More than I ever
Thought I was capable
Of needing a man
Lovingly
Regretfully
Needing you
Inside of me
You are my passion
I regretfully
Find myself
Needing you
Wanting you
And
Loving you
And frankly
It annoys
The crap out of me
Now let me
Pin you to the bed
And get over it
With you
Inside of me
I need you
I need
Someone like you
I need you
And
You need me too
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The Tug – Love, Sex and Poetry

imageThe Tug – Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Pull it out of me
You pull it out of me
Reluctantly, I succumb
To the tug at my heart
You lassoed around my heart like
The sun orbits the moon
The tug at my heart pulls
Me further into its center
Gravitating to what I resisted most
As if a meteor on a collision course with the earth
Seeing the crash yet finding no brakes
I pump my foot in vain to stop
Admittedly, only to say I tried
Tried to stop the free fall
The one for which my heart had no choice nor defense
Nothing to keep the moth from the burning flame
With heat luring me to its intensity
I tried to stop the tug that so sweetly
Sounded the drum of a heartbeat faintly once lost
Almost without recognition
Driving the beat down to my soul
Tugging it with bittersweet desire
To follow it
With faith only we can see
To have it
With passion only we can know
To succumb to it
With love awakened unexpectedly
(c)2015 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved
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Note: If I was a DJ today, I would send this song out to Mr. Blue Eyes❤️ #believe