LUST

Curves for his delight
Imagining flesh interwining
Living in her soul through kisses
Warmth spirals his lower
Too alluring for metaphors
He fondles himself
Thinking of the fresh waft of fragrance
Teasing his nose, a flower's gift
Embracing golden silk, clinging to her head
Lost in the depth of her eyes
Curves for his pleasure
Imagining flesh intertwining
Drooling animalistic less self-control
Imprisoned passion waiting for liberation
almost impossible desire

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

"Inprisoned passion waiting for liberation," damn, you know how it is to be a guy! When I think of "waft"...there's only one place where that fragrance comes from..... You have conquered the words of pleasure. I think your stuff is cool because it isn't erotica....leave it to the imagination.

Patrick

[Tate Morgan]

yOUR KILLING ME STOP IT!!!!!

[Senseless whatever]

Nice piece of writing. Direct, animal instincts, mixing of senses, sight and smell.

[Comatose]

Very nice, I loved your choice of words. Great job!

[Aussie]

Whoo! Some graphic imagery you got there. Very sensual stuff.
I really enjoyed this. Lovely piece(: