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

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