From These Eyes Of Desire

Her naked body lies secretly beneath her warm & frustratingly closed & layered garments.
I bite her waist.
I stand before her & tell her, ask her, of the world which surrounds.
I slide my fingers carefully across her tender skin.
She is smiling & ignorant.
Or thoughtful & caring & in love.

I pull her forth.
Firm hands grasping at her waist. She laughs.
Vixen or innocent in her scarlet robes.
I love the colour red.

Her perfect chest invites me.
Kisses of desire stretch across her Saharan desert.
A rain of lust dashing along her dunes.
We laugh.
& giggle. & her ecstasy & innocence confirm my want.

I pull her closer.
A perfect cheek caressed & fitting into each of my hands.
I love this girl.
I love her smile.
Her encouragement of me.
I detest my weakness.
But love & lust buckle & squirm & I want to fuck this girl.
I’m hers.
& her perfectly buttoned clothes resist my thoughts.

I cup her face & smile.
I want to grab her hair & make her mine.
Submit.
But I let her go.
We love each other but the world is watching.
& the world is a master so cruel.

We hug & wave goodbye.
For Love is not of this world it seems.

– I want her
© ed simkins 2016

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Secret Moments

Seductive illusion of the heart
Dreams cascade through eyes which gaze
I take her hand & play
Caress her skin so smooth & soft,
I plead in want.

Words ramble forth & back, collide
Lips which seek to kiss control their minds but ache
I long for her!
Hands urge her on, closer tidings bound
Her pleasing waist greets my touch.

& then in silent mood & unseen game
We close without a spoken word & press
Hands position & tease the bodies arc to fall
Forward, forward onto mighty dreams
Urgent connection made, but slow in secret movement.

The world surrounds & angel laughs & fringe of beauty flicked from face
Her tender body exclusive to my wanton hand
I caress her fine young spine & dreams explode
She smile & ignores as she’s pressed against my hungry thought
Erotic charges fill my mind with great desire.

I kiss her softly, her giggling mind playing with mine
I smile in worship, her fantastic body hot below
I want her here forever close & tight to touch
Time slows & cares abandoned
I love this girl, this girl of mine.

– such that dreams exist!
© ed simkins 2016