A Poem by Michael W. Farrelly


Beside and kissed by a grace we lay side by side.
I have already held and viewed the belly perfect:
Strong, round, yet, tight and soft.
Now, what can I say about this back
With the hip showing curving from the waistband
Like a dune rising above a golden stretch-
Infinity to be crossed on the breath of the lips.
The gentle glow upon the curve of the spine stretching off
Into the ripple of the neck muscles;
But I can’t go there yet. My control is limited.
I explore the blades of the back, their relation to the ribs,
To the spine as it conducts the energy to the brain
Within the perfect skull. I follow the jawline
Below the ear to almost classical structure
Clamped tightly in the arrogance that comes
With the knowledge of beautiful. My mouth
Places gentle traces of a love a passion as I move on
Kissing, licking, biting the corded throat.
My hands guide themselves along tanned contours
To sacred places, and she sighs, parting. I enter
Slowly at first sensing for an angle of union,
On the oneness directed in our blood
Pumping almost simultaneously
We depart from gentility
Sweating and thrusting and reaching
For that something within each-other,
That something in the moment
Of each-other
To cum for
And we rest

© 2010 Michael W. Farrelly

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vey lovely in its poetic expression and content soft, sensual and sweet~

Very nicely donE!!

Posted 12 Years Ago

You truly are a gifted writer, you're descriptive verse brought me to that place, I feel your longing to devour yet ever so delicately until overcome by desire
Au revoir, Mikl

Posted 15 Years Ago

Ah, a delicious write with vivid imagery and longing. A sensual piece that is not over the top. Just write!

Posted 15 Years Ago

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Michael W. Farrelly
Michael W. Farrelly

Paris, France

I am a thirty three year old Dublin man living in Paris.Writing a book at the moment(my third) but it doesn't pay the rent yet and is damn well killing me. I have one basic philosophy in life: it .. more..