Girl in Red Pleasure.

Blanket red wraps around her naked body.
She is sleeping now.

Entrapped within her female grip
I loved her well.

She smiled throughout.
She smiled & sighed & scratched my skin.

Her blood so red entwined with mine.
Her gentle breathing now soothes my sin.

Stillness of the midnight air pervades.
I wrap my body, now spent, around her tight.

She’s warm to me, she holds me close.
Her features delicate and perfect please my soul.

her hair a final midnight kiss, I love this girl.
Her happiness ensnares my ageing dreams.

& we sleep tonight.

ed simkins (c) 2016

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Perfection.

These stupid smiles of man are brought about my love.
Or fancy.
Or joyous rebirth.
Or the dreams of futility which reach around her naked skin.

She smiles.
Oh god she smiles & I bow upon the floor of hope to her & pray.
Pray that days will never end & moments shared in bliss will forever stay.
I seek her.
I love her.

The fool has tripped and plunged deep into hopeless desire of whimsy and earnest want.
He cries in smiles.
Cries in jest upon the mirror which speaks of loss and future death.
Of endings.

But in present circumstance & desperate passion, this red lust for her burns & flames.
Behind this eyes she is naked and close and speaking in the words of love.
She pleases me. Her eyes entrap and I am her hers.
Completely.

A story has begin which ends but yet in gloom & sorrow.
But yet today will light the world in glee and bliss and sought wonder.
She teases me.
She smiles and I die.

This angel stands before and dreams caress her perfect pale skin.
I am lost to the beauty of her face.
Those happy lips.
I am trapped.
& I love her.

– The fool © 2016

I think of her & sigh.

That smiling, wondrous, cheeky, soft pinkish face of hers!
With words which flow & charm & melt my heart!
That dreams create!
That love begins.

Or be it affection deep or adoration told that I could hold her sweetest charms.
& stand before like man to God & weep in abject joy.

That beauty of such tender child reaches forth and gallops through my heart with unashamed bliss
To kiss
A most indulgent thought!
Which ought, I say,
Declare my mind to be nothing free, but linked to the whimsy of her deeds.
& needs.
In late night love affair when I will dream
Of her.
& watch the roses of her heart blossom into ladies bloom
& fill this room from whence I write
With stars so bright that want or might would bring her here
& thence upon this chair beside be near
I would look upon her skin, & smile
& know that
I love her.

& I turn to her.
gaze belovedly upon her face
& heart will pace
& fingers stretch to caress her neck
& gentle lay upon her tender hair
These words I rhyme with passioned care
& say, with whispers of a knight from old
I love thee.

With all my heart, as the sun declares
Each morning rises high & stares
With wonder at the naked earth & all the beauty held within,
Thus I look at you my love
and dreams begin.

& love exudes.

From my heart to the world of yours tonight.
Because of you.

Because
of you.

~ inspired & in complete devotion to you. to HER,
© ed simkins

To you, sweet angel

Sophia.

I say your name & I am happy!
Oh Sophia!
Such that beauty becalls your name, I cannot write!!!
I cannot struggle to force these words of sweet excitement & insane bliss to fall well upon this page!
I am in love with you & be-crazed by love & desperately the cause is you!!!
My god, that I cannot breath!
& pause herein to paint the image of a beauty so fine! So delicate & so immense!
Or the moments of dreams which now filter through my mind, like a night of drunken happy excess!
Oh, that I am exhausted by happiness!
I am smiling like a boy with an untapped source of free ice-cream!
I am a Cheshire cat of such sweet smug satisfaction
I am afflicted with such diamond glee and sights of such bejewelled beauty that…oh I cannot write!
Or think!!!
I wish to replay, to experience, to kiss again those very moments in which i sense your beauty surrounding me!!!

Oh Sophia!!!!

I deeply inhale and my mind glows through which the fire of desire and love that fuels from deep within…a dimmed excess which only you relight.
My god I want you!
I want you!
As the world before me knows, but you!
How sad or tragic that the most beautiful and loyal & honest of desire & friendship known can never, ever, blossom
& yet it should.
Oh it should!
For I worship!
As anyone who reads my mind will tell & witness! I adore! I seek & smile & dream & yes, I love!
I love!
Like a passioned tramp who gazes upon the mansion of his dreams I look at you,
At you my golden princess.
& oh how I wish!
How I wish!

Each sight I take I worship you!
Each touch,
Each smile,
Each flicker of wit & cheek & soulful laugh or giggle…
God, I break down inside
& I want you!
I want you!

~ she, the most beautiful girl in the world, kills me with such delicious happiness & smiles. & the names? – there is but just one girl.
© ed simkins

In Morning Star.

It’s a simple change,
One that warms the cockles of my heart
The spirit soars my friend
In minutes spent in outside bliss

A morning start is new
A creation formed from thought & need
Time in prayer & breath
Rising sun in warmth face shone

Standing still or stretching yet
Smiling at the wonder seen
Of plants & flowers grown
In light which talks of God

Fresh food is ate
& the feeling of the new day brings
Relaxed & happy grins my friend
Which blossom on an ageing heart

Peace & bliss & fired content
Flowing through the veins
Soft, slow morning wake
In sun which fills my eyes

Passion of an evening star
Fades in cool positions
Hope or carefree strength of mind
Begins in blue sky felt

If all the Earth my friend
Could stand at ease this morn
Then peace would spread around this day
& end hatred’s mad disease

I admire her beauty, I dream of pleasure
I wish for naked love
But standing here this morning warm
In sun’s ray’s I am loved.

~ a beautiful start to the day. A new regime is followed.
© ed simkins

When the Sun Smiles Down

Goddess stands before me, teasing me there
Smiling with beauty & combing her hair
She’s happy I’m naked & she’s playing her game
Driving me mental with the thoughts in my brain
I’m breathing the air & I’m having such fun
& She says in this start, that I’ve only begun.
I dance in the garden & I skip and I play
And she asks me with interest if I’ve something to say
& I bow down politely, & I say that I have
That I want a girl’s body soaped in my bath
& she giggles and she laughs and she blushes in the sky
& she says to me lad, with this laughter I’ll cry
What else would you like if I gave you the chance?
I suppose with such notions you’re after romance?
& I replied with a grin that stretched to my ear
Yes dear goddess, I’m certain that’s clear!
I’d like to do things and see many places
I’d travel the world & kiss pretty faces
I’d swim in the sea without danger of sharks
I’d fly in the wind & I’d love in the parks
I’d love to hold hands with the most beautiful girl
& I’d show her adventures all over the world
I’d seduce every girl that I saw & I liked
& I’d conquer every mountain I knew on my bike
But since I’m talking to myself & I’m probably insane
I’d be happy in this garden if I could only remain
For I like this sensation, this feeling of calm
When I breathe in so deeply and I stretch out my arms
I bow to you sun & in yoga complete
& I reach for the ground, with my head to my feet
The ants in their rush & the woodlouse so busy
The flowers in their beauty & I’m excitingly dizzy
& I stand up & smile with the intake of air
Standing up naked, just clothed by my hair
& I love your true peace, & I love you warm sun
& I’m enjoying the thought that life’s just begun.
So continue to smile & continue to love
& always for me, stay there above!

~ out of bed & standing in the garden…just breathing. That’s happiness!
© ed simkins

Sleep Begins.

Eyes burn softly in the midnight hour. Dry stillness consumes. Sleep awaiting, Beckoning. Create your own world. Silent thoughts. I pause. Slow breath. Passion. Take time to rest. Alight the flames of wonder and cry no more. Excessive errors fade. Calming arms of bed. Slumber. Blissful peace. Dereliction of the attitude to fight begins. A tide of warmth from toe to head. Slunken muscles ignore the world. Chest rises. Chest falls. Eyes close. The light flickers & dims. No cares, no more. No rules, no deeds. Slipping under. A gradual weight lies down. A final breath. & the now is lost. Self unchained. Slowly, freedom soars. & Sleep ~ a simple time when Peace exists.

© ed simkins
begins.

An All Night Hug Machine!

Such that beauty existed in my dreams!
Sweet angel of mirage loved me and smiled!
She held herself close and warmed this naked man.
She rolled a tiny ball of female fun and kept it close to me all night!
My caressing hands stroked and held
They pressed when she smiled and they loved when she slept
Her fine smooth curves and her fresh freckled skin
My god I could not sleep, I was in need of her face
The radiant moon sparkled across those lands of joy
As my fingers drove slowly and electricity flowed
Down the naked blades of her shoulder so close
Along the perfumed sweet plains of her arched little back
And the delicately playful turns of her bum!
My hands were joyous, my hands were screaming!
& That face…!
With her gorgeous star struck freckles giggling each time she awoke
A little nibble I’d take and she’d sleep once more!
No happier, my friends, could I ever have been!
When the morning sun tapped briefly on the window beside
The curtains let slip and the daybreak slid in
As an unfurling blossom, her petals cool, unbroken
She stretched out against me and how, how I smiled with such delight!
Her tiny little frame and beautiful face, an aching sense of love bursting inside
I said in whisper “Good morning my love!” and on forehead I placed a sweet gentle little kiss
She smiled once more and threw, threw her tender yearning arms around me so keenly
That I rolled her around and so made her laugh, a remarkable sense of pleasure inside
Her eyes were alight, sparkling on fire
& I am dizzy now, so deeply in love!
As these blankets of winter cover us in warmth.
Her soft silken skin radiates and smiles
Such that I wish for no human escape

~ perfect happy dreams
© ed simkins