A Poem by Judy Ponceby

slipping silently into your arms
i look up into your warm eyes
and see heaven in them.

my eyes slide lower to those
warm soft lips that ask
softly to be kissed, to be
gently plundered of wet treasure.

i inhale as your warm hands lay
bare upon my arms and pull me into you.

my naked face tipped upwards
longing for your lips to slide
over mine, gently caressing the
curves of my mouth.

my breath warms your skin where
i breathe shallowly and quickly
in anticipation of fulfilling your needs

of fulfilling mine.

© 2012 Judy Ponceby

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Passionate and sensual, great work and truly enjoyable read

Posted 5 Years Ago

This is very sensuous...just the way I like poetry...I like writing on the edge too...Nicely done Judy...will be back soon and read more from your...SyberRose

Posted 6 Years Ago

This poem drips with passion and desire, but my favorite part of this piece is the last line. Not because of what it says, but because of its placement and how it screams "this is my intention"

Posted 7 Years Ago

simple but sweet like love making

Posted 7 Years Ago

Whew! Downright steamy that is... very sensual write!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Hi Judy, I understand this a lot better now than a year or more ago, great and loving poem x

Posted 7 Years Ago

Oh Judy I loved this!!

Posted 7 Years Ago

My Dear Writing Friend Judy,
I’ll keep this short; this was a beautiful expression of committed couple-hood, Very well done!

Blessings, Laughing-Bear

Posted 7 Years Ago

A passionet perfection of a write now for your Gonzo Comment.
Yes how I recall days of yor when her hair hair smelled of some good shite and togahter we walked apon the shore avoiding that toxic sludge i belive most call it water.

Yes how I recall apon a gallaxay far far away when once i wasnt brain damaged
great write ya talented little hampster so sorry its been awhile for me to comment
but rest assured much like a bad habbit i never seem to vanish cheers Judy

Great work my friend

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on February 1, 2012
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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH

I am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..


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