freaks
we are all freaks
getting our freak on
whatever groove
whatever flavour
whatever kink
we are what we are
taste it
love to it
move to it
there is no right or wrong
there is no up or down
there is just what was meant to be
there is just what we were meant to see
the slick the rubbery the decadent
whatever and wherever it takes you
it’s all good
it’s all bad
and it’s you and me and everyone
daring to try
daring to flash
daring to differ
daring to slip and slide into the dark side and then some
we are all freaks
born this way.
***
Sometimes when I write, I have a soundtrack playing inside or outside my head.
This poem was inspired by La Gaga's latest freaky offering, Born This Way. :)
Thursday, April 21, 2011
spring distraction
all the girls
with their long, long silky bare legs
and their spiky, spiky heels
how they do
distract
me.
with their long, long silky bare legs
and their spiky, spiky heels
how they do
distract
me.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
itch
itch
oh it needs to be scratched
and teased
and ignored
and laughed at
and played with
and left to throb
and every so slowly eased
your itch
my itch
touch it touch it touch it
you know it, baby.
***
oh it needs to be scratched
and teased
and ignored
and laughed at
and played with
and left to throb
and every so slowly eased
your itch
my itch
touch it touch it touch it
you know it, baby.
***
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
her story
strong and vulnerable
lilith and eve
her fragility
called to me
she had a story
as everyone has a story
so exotic yet familiar
the hills and valleys
the rock and the hard place
scylla and charybdis
the highs and the lows
the flavours and the spices
the loves won and the loves lost
the wisdom gained and the lessons learned
her tale slowly unfurled
exquisitely rich
brightly delicate
grounded and earthy
and i listened,
rapt.
***
lilith and eve
her fragility
called to me
she had a story
as everyone has a story
so exotic yet familiar
the hills and valleys
the rock and the hard place
scylla and charybdis
the highs and the lows
the flavours and the spices
the loves won and the loves lost
the wisdom gained and the lessons learned
her tale slowly unfurled
exquisitely rich
brightly delicate
grounded and earthy
and i listened,
rapt.
***
Monday, March 28, 2011
Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #24
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~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~
Women, Swinging, and Seduction – From Meeting to Fucking in the Swinging Lifestyle: “My wife wants to drop out of swinging and instead have an open relationship…” announced a good friend of mine..
The Scent of a Woman (Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love my Snatch): Years back, during a scene, I had my dominant lean in and whisper lasciviously that he could “smell my wet pussy” and I started to cry.
5 Kinky Toys from the Office Supply Store: If you’re a nerd like me, you find the idea of office supplies a little bit arousing already but Pet & I paid a recent visit with an even more focused purpose — finding the best pervertibles Staples had to offer.
~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~
Two Fantasies in One: The sexting progressed from just spanking and fingering to fingering both my holes, to slipping a butt plug in to punish me for being a naughty girl. By the time Tuesday came around we were both very horny and on edge to get together.
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Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships
What if His Is Much Larger Than Mine? – His & Hers Perspectives on Cock Size And Swinging
Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
Introducing the charity spanking anthology
Kink & Fetish
The cute checkout girl browsed my bare cleavage
Erotic Writing
Back to the scene of the crime
Naughty Nurse Night At The Swingers Club
Short Dress. High Heels. Margaritas…
We Begin With Talk Of Drink and Debauchery – Hazy Memories of Desire
Sunday, March 27, 2011
elegance
the brush of long fingers
across the curve
of a cheek
a pensive, measuring gaze
peering deep
into the soul
the tucking away
of an errant curl
behind a naked, vulnerable ear
small minute adjustments
of silky ties
that bind
the moving of a hand
or a foot
just so
of a body
carefully displayed
a quiet command
voiced in an ear
sparse in words
rich in content
a simple blindfold
given
and received
without one word
elegant things
elegant possibilities
elegance.
***
across the curve
of a cheek
a pensive, measuring gaze
peering deep
into the soul
the tucking away
of an errant curl
behind a naked, vulnerable ear
small minute adjustments
of silky ties
that bind
the moving of a hand
or a foot
just so
of a body
carefully displayed
a quiet command
voiced in an ear
sparse in words
rich in content
a simple blindfold
given
and received
without one word
elegant things
elegant possibilities
elegance.
***
Thursday, March 24, 2011
sacred
sacred
blessed it was
my spirit and yours
intertwined and filled with the light
we floated up and out
in that elsewhere
of no mind
where energy transforms into
a new creation, tenuous and baby soft
that space where we celebrate
with our bodies
in that dance of the divine
the divine within, the divine without
worshipping each other
slowly and lingeringly
a leisurely banquet of sense memory
oh we go
we go out
we go beyond
we go higher and higher
beyond thoughts of sky and flesh
flesh melds into flesh
words blur into one
the white welcomes our embrace
we shine with the white light
our desires create
the light takes us up and out
to the yonder of our sensual dreams
beyond notions of up and down
sacred our touch is
as we explore each other
tenderly caressing, achingly full and feather light
sacred our dance is
as we embrace the music
the drumbeats of our hearts create
sacred, your touch, my touch
we bless this time and space
with our joining and union of flesh and spirit
oh bliss, bliss of our desires becoming beyond desire
the blessed earth beneath us
the blessed sky above us
the blessed tangle of our limbs
we breathe in the sacred
we live the sacred
we create the sacred
and oh
and oh
oh my oh my
my sacred twinned self
you bless me with this moment
you, my bliss, my blissful muse
in this sensually loving sacred space.
you and i
sacred souls
in our sacredly created space.
***
blessed it was
my spirit and yours
intertwined and filled with the light
we floated up and out
in that elsewhere
of no mind
where energy transforms into
a new creation, tenuous and baby soft
that space where we celebrate
with our bodies
in that dance of the divine
the divine within, the divine without
worshipping each other
slowly and lingeringly
a leisurely banquet of sense memory
oh we go
we go out
we go beyond
we go higher and higher
beyond thoughts of sky and flesh
flesh melds into flesh
words blur into one
the white welcomes our embrace
we shine with the white light
our desires create
the light takes us up and out
to the yonder of our sensual dreams
beyond notions of up and down
sacred our touch is
as we explore each other
tenderly caressing, achingly full and feather light
sacred our dance is
as we embrace the music
the drumbeats of our hearts create
sacred, your touch, my touch
we bless this time and space
with our joining and union of flesh and spirit
oh bliss, bliss of our desires becoming beyond desire
the blessed earth beneath us
the blessed sky above us
the blessed tangle of our limbs
we breathe in the sacred
we live the sacred
we create the sacred
and oh
and oh
oh my oh my
my sacred twinned self
you bless me with this moment
you, my bliss, my blissful muse
in this sensually loving sacred space.
you and i
sacred souls
in our sacredly created space.
***
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