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EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

0 posted 2000-07-31 01:15 AM

Velvet Cravings

Darkness descends into silken night,
tracing with prickles of pleasure
as desire edges the day from her mind.
In anticipation of his promised return,
wistful images of moments past
caress her senses and make her blush.
Eyes downcast as if demure,
the inner flush she wishes to deny.
Yet the gentle brush of memory
creeps warmly up her inner thighs,
conquering her will to resist.
Slipping fingers between damp thighs,
in the ready warmth she knows her desire.
From moistened depths the sound alone
whispers of her soft velvet craving.
With wordless sigh her lips part
as a slow aching whimper escapes.
In answer her inner need warmly swells
to soften the way for his loving intent,
while her soul draws him ever near.
The door opens as his smile appears.
Hazel eyes look up to meet his own
as the rush of heat swallows her whole,
she wonders if he could truly ever know.

Familiar Paths

Anticipating her awaiting warmth,
he opens the door and feels the ever familiar pull
as he finds hazel eyes looking up into his own.
Unwrapping his towel, he slips
into sheets folded back and into her reaching arms.
Lips seek the flavour of salty sweet skin
as it warms beneath kisses
offered with full focus and intent.
The barest brush of his warm breath on her neck
awakens inner need to blaze with passion's fire
till the quiet of night embraces
and creates a haven cloaked in covers
as the world passes unknownst by.
In darkness, explorations
follow her favourite route.
Paths once learned timidly lay in longing
till the caress of her calf along his thigh
invites both mind and soul to follow.
Nature's rhythm meets the music found in memory
as his hunger leads the way to sated joy.
Then he settles in shadows as the scent of loving
lulls his senses; sighs turn to whispers
as the quiet of night seeps in.
The taste of her desire lingers on his lips
as a gentle kiss good night reminds her
of intimacy so recently shared.
While dreams beckon, he wraps her
in his arms and wonders
if she could possibly ever know.

EWDrake © 2000

Paula Finn
Member Ascendant

since 2000-06-17

Posts 5546
missouri

1 posted 2000-07-31 01:59 AM

OOOOOHH MY...and I am supposed to sleep now?

never say never

EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

2 posted 2000-07-31 08:00 AM

Of course thou art!
In the humbled hold
of serenity, no less!
I assume that means you liked,
Thank you,
Evan

beowulf_26
Member

since 1999-06-29

Posts 183

3 posted 2000-07-31 12:58 PM

extremely well written. good job.

Unrequited love sucks.

chibi_dragon
Member

since 2000-07-04

Posts 58

4 posted 2000-07-31 01:00 PM

Well done.
--Chibi

EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

5 posted 2000-07-31 02:39 PM

beowulf and chibi, thanks for dropping in to read. I appreciate the kind words.
EWB

MMoonchild
Senior Member

since 2000-07-13

Posts 1715
PA

6 posted 2000-07-31 09:50 PM

Love this..and well having hazel eyes..you kow what that does to me to read a poem that mentions them even if not mine...you write with heart, EW
~~softly
Maureen

Butterflies_dont_cry
Member Elite

since 2000-03-06

Posts 3733
Michigan

7 posted 2000-07-31 09:57 PM

Oh My......this was delicious!! This has never come home to me....I think I'm moving

Great writing!!

EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

8 posted 2000-07-31 11:31 PM

Thank you, hazel-eyed moonchild. I'm very glad you liked it. The eyes are oh so very important, though spectral hue truly matters far less than intensity of gaze...
Take care,
Evan

EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

9 posted 2000-08-01 01:41 AM

Butterfly, be still fluttering one,
I do believe it more a matter of attitude that lattitude...
I'm glad you liked,
EWD

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

10 posted 2000-08-01 09:42 PM

Yet the gentle brush of memory
creeps warmly up her inner thighs,
conquering her will to resist.
Slipping fingers between damp thighs,
in the ready warmth she knows her desire.
From moistened depths the sound alone
whispers of her soft velvet craving.
With wordless sigh her lips part
as a slow aching whimper escapes.
In answer her inner need warmly swells
to soften the way for his loving intent,
while her soul draws him ever near.
==================
Unwrapping his towel, he slips
into sheets folded back and into her reaching arms.
Lips seek the flavour of salty sweet skin
as it warms beneath kisses
offered with full focus and intent.
The barest brush of his warm breath on her neck
awakens inner need to blaze with passion's fire
till the quiet of night embraces
and creates a haven cloaked in covers
as the world passes unknownst by.
In darkness, explorations
follow her favourite route.
Paths once learned timidly lay in longing
till the caress of her calf along his thigh
invites both mind and soul to follow.
Nature's rhythm meets the music found in memory
as his hunger leads the way to sated joy.
Then he settles in shadows as the scent of loving
lulls his senses; sighs turn to whispers
as the quiet of night seeps in.
The taste of her desire lingers on his lips
as a gentle kiss good night reminds her
of intimacy so recently shared.
==================
OH MAN!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I'm gonna need oxygen...
amazing depth of sensuality and emotion here...
my my my this was a pleasure to read

absolutely exquisite and breathtaking
most impressive writing
take care
jm

There are places inside our souls -
that have never been touched.
There are places inside our hearts -
that need to be loved this much.
~jm~

EWDrake
Member

since 2000-07-30

Posts 183
NC, USA

11 posted 2000-08-02 12:53 PM

JM,

You honour me, m'lady.
Thank you for reading me so consistently and always having an encouraging word.

Evan

With a long held breath given dark freedom, the single flame in sorrow's window flickers out.
~EWD~

AnabelleBlue
Junior Member

since 2000-08-02

Posts 28
NM, USA

12 posted 2000-08-04 11:19 PM

There is nothing so exquisitely sensual as the anticipation of making love with someone with whom you share both affection and chemistry. I sensed the desire in her eyes when he removed his towel. Men are so seldom admired openly. Not a mistake I would make. Absolutely wonderful
Ana

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