How long the devil plays!

Lust
& Fire
Scarlet temptress stands naked, alone.
Sweet, soft curving rear
Fingers touch & moan.

Cravings for her virgin tears
Smiles of nerves explore.
Demon’s madness wander
Pushing deep towards her core.

Undressed, so young
These silent moments matter.
Intense burdens of their love
Against her heart will shatter.

Tiptoed ballerina stance
& lips of bitten thought.
Encourage longings old
For the touch he’s always sought.

Held in perfect strokes & hand
Slowness is the devil’s deed.
Her perfect, sensual posterior held
With hidden power & lustful greed.

Silence.
Perfect ear shattering silence.
His fingers explore, caress in silence
Pure gem of love is stroked
Gateway opened, broken, violence.

– with love comes lust
© ed simkins 2016

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& I wish that you were mine!

The perfect one has stained my mind,
With a cerebral night of bliss
Her sacred eyes, her tender form
Her fresh sweet lips which kissed

I lie here naked in the morning star
A smile upon my face
Her pleasant ways & charming wit
Have shot me into space!

My world is rocked each time she plays
She sings & smiles & talks
She sets me free with words which speak
– We’re a pair of impish dorks!

I grin insane, I laugh today
I see her in my mind
A girl of beauty, charm & fun
I want her all the time!

Angelic frame & youthful stance
This memory I hold
Delicious face & sterling jest
A girl of smiling soul.

Reduced to silly rhymes of dreams
I latch onto these thoughts
These memories of nights of bliss
That angel sent has brought.

I sigh, I sigh & sigh again
At the fun of which she brings
& heart erupts in giddy joy
I hear the heavens sing!

I care no little that ramble cries
In un-poetic form
Cause I’m sat here smiling dear sweet friends,
On a calm & sunny morn

I try so hard to relive those deeds,
Those moments shared in bliss
& dream that as we spoke in smiles
we played & gently kissed.

Her pretty face, her gentle ways
Bring alive my ageing heart
& passion never knew of lust,
I hate when we’re apart!

We dance & laugh & fun is had
& secret winks are shared
I love our moments lost in space
I love when dreams are paired

I could talk & pray & continue on
I could never un-love this girl
Who affects me so & sends me mad
& sets my heart a-whirl!

So tell me stop, or I will stay
& talk of love & awkward charms
& send a million prayers to God
To see her in my arms.

Oh dreams will flow that I do hold
In mind which sees her so
& I proclaim my love for her, my sweet,
A seed of grace I sow

I stand before the world at large,
& with truth, I tell to thee,
I love this girl & all her ways,
My girl I wish she’d be.

I find it hard to imagine life,
Without her smiling face
& know that one sad, tragic day
She’ll leave without a trace.

So tell her god, & tell her now,
That love already waits
That i, this fool, would love her so,
Whatever it would take.

~ To Her. My dream. My smiling, wonderful…dream. You are perfect & beautiful. & I adore you so, so very, very much. I love you. I love you with all my heart.

© ed simkins

Waitress with a smile

Excited smiles react from the face that broke into a thousand dreams!
How dare she smile when I caught her eye!
How dare she break the solemn look she wore that night!
But how, how magnificent that she did!
Her perfect – & I mean perfect bottom provoked such raucous response
That normal men could not concentrate on food nor friends!
For roaming back and forth & more
Her perfect wiggle and slender, tender, dreaming legs
Rocked my superficial world and broke me so!
How could a gent not look or glance and watch transformed!
Those tight, tight, tight blue jeans!
Those heels that stabbed through each heart beat!
So instead upon her face I look.
Amazed at such a sturdy face, her anger and her focus true.
But then, & oh my friends, must I tell without a lie of beauty told,
Her focus dropped, her image torn, a thousand rainbows escape in joy;
Her smile!
Her smile!
& yes I know I am but king of man’s superficiality!
This that knows no bounds, but how I enjoy! How I enjoy!
The varied dreams that god inspires;
A girlish waterfall of hair, a ponytail that speaks of youth,
A slender waist and lush white skin,
I dreamt and dreamt and dreamt some more
As imagination undressed her there and then!
In one direction the perfect bum,
The other a hidden face of truth.
& so I smile & then my friends, I smile some more & more & more!
For nothing inspires or simply excites so much
As the superficial beauty of a woman’s touch!
My heart is weak & my loins agree,
& I love Athena – my ecstacy!

~ The story of a straight faced girl, who finally broke her innocent face with a delicate smile

© Ed Simkins