Undressed by Desire

Velvet seduction of naked skin,
sweet sensation smooth & warm.
flowing, curving, tears of joy
well within her arms & smile.
She seduces me.

I breath in deep & content,
a glowing ember of love flickers merrily,
happily across my evening face.
I dance in skips of joy,
I love her.

A much used phrase
but what choice do I have
but to recount the deliciousness of her naked body?
Slow, careful hands
unfolded clothes which hung on frame of angel tight.

She smiled a spring meadow smile.
Colours of radiance kissing her cheeks of youth.
I love that sight.
She undresses further.
& so I sigh

in golden clasps of tortured delight I want her.
& here she is.
unburdening the prison of her robes. Such joy!
She combs back hair that gentle breezes blow & heart will ache.
Flesh of ear excites & profile stuns.

Her neck of fire awaiting kiss.
Her eyes sparkle,
champagne pools of nervous fun.
I’m ready to pull her close & wrap her tight.
Entranced I am

With curves which lead & flow like rivers sprung from mountain youth,
swirling, curling,
leading me astray & lush.
I trace her body lean,
firm, tender, feminine & my heart erupts.

Girl undressed, she stands there naked
Angel in glasses worn, she smiles.
& pain of man will worship her.
Soothing kiss will wrap there tender prayers across her body.
Fires alight in every pore.

She shines. Oh how she shines!
& this girl will surely be loved!
Allow me love & this girl will sweat & happiness mix with strong desire.
She pleases me.
& all with sight from stunning eyes.

I need her kiss & madness hence then will now begin!
I smile.
& dream.
A fragrant bliss
I wish her naked now before me.

~ just a daydream about a sweet luscious sexy girl I know.
© ed simkins

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Young Girl Cries

Punctuated tears stain her dress. I reach out my heart to hold her so.
Blossom of youthful pain rolls down; her delicate cheeks quiver & cry.
I love her so; I long to hold, but how?!
She stands there naked within my perverted mind,
But no she’s clothed, & beautiful, alluring, weak.
Defenceless scars shiver across her cheeks as the rain pours down.
I’d hold her close but can’t. I search her face…
Her eyes…
Her lips…
Her trembles pour forth man’s primeval help
& my jokes & words are spent in need.
Breathing slows as pain subsides; a waiting tide of ocean norm.
Her pale face warms & melts my steely heart
Her eyes are puffed, her face still worn
From battle lost with upright sense.
I stand there glad I saw her slip.
Her sweet face uncovered, her beauty bare
To eyes which seek, which gaze upon.
I made her smile, I told her things,
I talked of nonsense & brought her round
Nice man deeds & honour bound
Golden points won but I walked away,
From conversation of tasteful, peaceful, sweet victory.
Words of relations I seek unknown
Were hailed as stories exchanged of weekend sown
En face I, the chivalrous knight,
Behind the mask, affronted king.
Such are men in lives we lead
That none will know the tales we tell
Our dreams which seduce, our naked vice
To the fronts we wear in social lives.

~ on saving a beautiful girl in pain. I cheered her up, but how I wanted to seduce her too!
© ed simkins

Eyes Upon You

That I could strip you down
A simple thought of evil deed
Your naked body standing there
I’d inspect with eyes that ration kills
I’d breathe you in & take my time
I care little for the ways of love
A mischievous glimmer that shines upon
I fancy making wait your call
Let insecurity take hold
For when you stand there, naked firm,
Your arms and hands would cover you
& such sweet tender masks that hide
Your face would fall like leaves
Such mangled lies no more disguise
Power soaked and hungry lust
Abiding time would grow in loins
For girl, this child of blossomed youth,
With golden locks which flow through grip,
& Nervous smile of fearful trust
My hands would slowly reach & touch
Your frame of soft, still, tearful love
Interest held and raging tiger paused
I’d rip through time like knives through silk
& dance across your valleys smooth
With loving tongue, a kiss and fire
And squeamish, squirmish fragile skin
Would rage in fresh delights & yearn
I can hardly bide my time or stay
For girl whose spirit yet stands before,
Your slim white body, my beacon born,
I ache for you to slowly strip!
Say no word but smile & see consume
A man behind these secret walls
A man who gazes soft upon
Your charms of such sweet and luscious fun,
If you were here my darling girl
If only you were here…!

~ gazing upon an unspeaking dream, my eyes danced in joy around a strangers frame
© Ed simkins