Showing posts with label Infatuation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Infatuation. Show all posts
Friday, July 26, 2013
Arcing Desire
I saw it, you know.
Damn. If looks could fuck........
That gaze that betrays what you try to hide from me.
That look so impregnated with lust,
powerful enough to make we want to open myself to you.
Throw you up against a wall and kiss your mouth, rake my nails down your back;
Tease you, please you, then ride you hard until you come.
I love you and I hate you
I want you and you repulse me
Such extremes in how I feel for you
only make for the hottest torment.
That's fine, that you distract yourself with safe conversation
in the company of others, but your gaze wanders to me and I feel its heat.
When our eyes meet,
the electricity arcs between us.
Others in our company can not deny they sense it.
Still, we pretend we didn't both feel it.
You with your moral boundaries
and me with marital obligations.
Both of us unable to satiate this primal desire.
What are we to do?
Labels:
Crush,
Forbidden Love,
Friendship,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Missing You
Platonic friends we are,
knowing there is a line that should not be crossed.
But I can not get it out of my head
the way you touched me.
So attentive to what I needed....
even though it was a massage between friends.
Your hands spoke volumes that your mouth would not.
How I crave your touch now.
Do you even know what you have done to me?
I have lost myself
in the idea of us.
The heat we might create
if only you would give me reason to pursue this lust.
To feel your hands upon me.
To have you make my heart race
as we work each other into a frenzy of sensual passion
each turning the other out as a feral creature
intent on consuming each other.
I will see you again in a week's time.
and I wonder if you think of me
in the spaces between our encounters,
if you crave my touch the way I crave yours,
if you miss me the way I miss you?
Or am I just your friend,
your teacher,
your student;
repulsive to you
by virtue
of the baggage I carry?
Labels:
Crush,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Friendship,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion,
Primal,
Sensuality,
Sex
Friday, March 2, 2012
Spring Fever
One of my first ever Erotic Poems....so good had to republish it since it is a poignant piece in my life right now.
I’m moist as a flower,
Wet with dew
Consume my sweet petals
Plunge your tongue deep
And taste my nectar
Feel my body rise and tense
with each flick of your tongue
Awaken my lust
Let me take you deep
Inside of me
Grabbing hold and letting go
Feeling you consume my very core
I want to melt into you,
Become you,
Feel you,
I’m yours for the asking
……ask me.
Wet with dew
Consume my sweet petals
Plunge your tongue deep
And taste my nectar
Feel my body rise and tense
with each flick of your tongue
Awaken my lust
Let me take you deep
Inside of me
Grabbing hold and letting go
Feeling you consume my very core
I want to melt into you,
Become you,
Feel you,
I’m yours for the asking
……ask me.
Labels:
Crush,
Fantasies,
Infatuation,
Lust,
Passion,
Primal,
Sensuality,
Sex,
Visceral
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
A Secret Meeting
You plague my dreams.
It’s my fault, I know.
Thoughts of you infest my waking hours.
Last night
You professed your love....
In a dream.
You alluded to marriage.
I awaited the proposal,
But awoke before you had the chance.
Previous nights
We've spent my dreaming hours
Simply getting to know each other;
An obvious heat building beneath the surface.
I look forward to my dreaming hours
When I get the opportunity
To be with you as only I can be.
For reality forbids it.
I wonder if you dream of me, too
If we mutually meet in secret
To live out our true desires
And shamelessly allow ourselves
To feel what we feel.
Outside of my dreams
In the harsh light of reality
You have a quiet and private air about you
Not like the contemplative romantic
I’ve met in my dreams.
Therefore I will look forward to
Our nightly rendezvous
And allow myself to love you
In secret as I dream.
It’s my fault, I know.
Thoughts of you infest my waking hours.
Last night
You professed your love....
In a dream.
You alluded to marriage.
I awaited the proposal,
But awoke before you had the chance.
Previous nights
We've spent my dreaming hours
Simply getting to know each other;
An obvious heat building beneath the surface.
I look forward to my dreaming hours
When I get the opportunity
To be with you as only I can be.
For reality forbids it.
I wonder if you dream of me, too
If we mutually meet in secret
To live out our true desires
And shamelessly allow ourselves
To feel what we feel.
Outside of my dreams
In the harsh light of reality
You have a quiet and private air about you
Not like the contemplative romantic
I’ve met in my dreams.
Therefore I will look forward to
Our nightly rendezvous
And allow myself to love you
In secret as I dream.
Labels:
Crush,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Infatuation,
Longing
Monday, August 3, 2009
Spell
Tormented by rapture for days on end
mind spinning in unrealistic circles.
Torn between right and wrong
there was only one true choice.
Mercifully, the spell is broken.
mind spinning in unrealistic circles.
Torn between right and wrong
there was only one true choice.
Mercifully, the spell is broken.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Truth Be Told
I want you
though I try to hide it
my eyes speak volumes when they meet yours
Pour me a glass of my truth serum
and watch it do its magic
as I reveal my secret thoughts about you
The wanting and the raw desire
to explore your body
clawing and biting my way to new heights of frenzied passion
An untamed animal threatens to break from its leash
best not to be caught alone while it's on the prowl
For this tiger stalks, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
I imagine our first kiss
impregnanted with hesitation and ripe with lust and desire.
Once the seal is broken, a wave of passion would sweep over us
hurdling us into euphoric ecstacy.
Truth be told,
my fantasies may be better than real life
Perhaps I'll never know for sure;
and I'll be left wanting forever more.
though I try to hide it
my eyes speak volumes when they meet yours
Pour me a glass of my truth serum
and watch it do its magic
as I reveal my secret thoughts about you
The wanting and the raw desire
to explore your body
clawing and biting my way to new heights of frenzied passion
An untamed animal threatens to break from its leash
best not to be caught alone while it's on the prowl
For this tiger stalks, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
I imagine our first kiss
impregnanted with hesitation and ripe with lust and desire.
Once the seal is broken, a wave of passion would sweep over us
hurdling us into euphoric ecstacy.
Truth be told,
my fantasies may be better than real life
Perhaps I'll never know for sure;
and I'll be left wanting forever more.
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion,
Sensuality
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Virus
I thought you were out of my system
I still fantasize about you
My brain is still poisoned by the thought of you.
My lust for you is undying.
I hear your voice
And want to hear nothing more than your charming words….
Piercing through my soul
And infecting my brain.
Your eyes still entrance me.
Those dark pools that I just want to dive into….
And spend hours there….
Just looking.
Your smile fixates me.
I will do almost anything to make you laugh,
Just so I can see your smile.
My heart burns with every one of your smiles.
You are the object of desire
That my brain will not give up.
You are the picture of all I’ve ever lusted after
In a man.
I am bound by my word and my heart to another,
So we can never be…in this life,
But perhaps in another.
Fate keeps bringing us together
In this life for a reason.
I still fantasize about you
My brain is still poisoned by the thought of you.
My lust for you is undying.
I hear your voice
And want to hear nothing more than your charming words….
Piercing through my soul
And infecting my brain.
Your eyes still entrance me.
Those dark pools that I just want to dive into….
And spend hours there….
Just looking.
Your smile fixates me.
I will do almost anything to make you laugh,
Just so I can see your smile.
My heart burns with every one of your smiles.
You are the object of desire
That my brain will not give up.
You are the picture of all I’ve ever lusted after
In a man.
I am bound by my word and my heart to another,
So we can never be…in this life,
But perhaps in another.
Fate keeps bringing us together
In this life for a reason.
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion
Spring Fever
I’m moist as a flower,
Wet with dew
Consume my sweet petals
Plunge your tongue deep
And taste my nectar
Feel my body rise and tense
with each flick of your tongue
Awaken my lust
Let me take you deep
Inside of me
Grabbing hold and letting go
Feeling you consume my very core
I want to melt into you,
Become you,
Feel you,
I’m yours for the asking
……ask me.
Wet with dew
Consume my sweet petals
Plunge your tongue deep
And taste my nectar
Feel my body rise and tense
with each flick of your tongue
Awaken my lust
Let me take you deep
Inside of me
Grabbing hold and letting go
Feeling you consume my very core
I want to melt into you,
Become you,
Feel you,
I’m yours for the asking
……ask me.
Rapture
I can’t escape your eyes.
If there is one thing that will hold me as your hostage, it would be your eyes.
They see me as I am and do not judge me.
Their intensity forces this infatuation to continue on.
I pray to be released from this tormentuous rapture.
If nothing else, keep me as a confidante.
Do not flirt with my heart,
For it is weak and succumbs easily to your flattery.
Please give me a reason to see you as something else
Other than a tall, dark, handsome prince
Who has the ability to charm his way into my heart.
Foolish heart!
My heart belongs to someone else
And will for all eternity.
But you have cast a spell over it
And my heart knows not what to feel.
Keep your flattery to yourself…..
I beg you!
I swoon over every word which leaves your lips.
My heart begs to be close to you.
My brain tells it No.
Release me!
My feelings are one sided……. this I know.
Please help me to escape my own thoughts.
They torment me in the daylight hours and again in my dreams.
This must stop.
I hover on the brink of tears
As my heart becomes more confused and frustrated.
I wish I could share my thoughts with you,
But I know that you must never know my true feelings.
I walk through the day with my head in the clouds
Trying to make my way back to the ground.
One day this rapture will dissolve,
But for now, I must endure the pain of being torn between two men.
If there is one thing that will hold me as your hostage, it would be your eyes.
They see me as I am and do not judge me.
Their intensity forces this infatuation to continue on.
I pray to be released from this tormentuous rapture.
If nothing else, keep me as a confidante.
Do not flirt with my heart,
For it is weak and succumbs easily to your flattery.
Please give me a reason to see you as something else
Other than a tall, dark, handsome prince
Who has the ability to charm his way into my heart.
Foolish heart!
My heart belongs to someone else
And will for all eternity.
But you have cast a spell over it
And my heart knows not what to feel.
Keep your flattery to yourself…..
I beg you!
I swoon over every word which leaves your lips.
My heart begs to be close to you.
My brain tells it No.
Release me!
My feelings are one sided……. this I know.
Please help me to escape my own thoughts.
They torment me in the daylight hours and again in my dreams.
This must stop.
I hover on the brink of tears
As my heart becomes more confused and frustrated.
I wish I could share my thoughts with you,
But I know that you must never know my true feelings.
I walk through the day with my head in the clouds
Trying to make my way back to the ground.
One day this rapture will dissolve,
But for now, I must endure the pain of being torn between two men.
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion
Fantasies
I lay here alone
In my hotel room
On this business trip
You are only down the hall
Alone in your room
Probably working
Or perhaps sleeping
I imagine you knocking on my door
I let you in
We discuss work,
But one thing leads to another
We share in each other’s company
And insatiable lust
We fuck all night
Until we collapse from exhaustion
The next day
No one suspects what happened
In my room the night before
Our dirty little secret is ours to keep
I come to the thought of you
As I watch this in-room porno
Knowing you are only down the hall
Wishing you were in my room…..
In my hotel room
On this business trip
You are only down the hall
Alone in your room
Probably working
Or perhaps sleeping
I imagine you knocking on my door
I let you in
We discuss work,
But one thing leads to another
We share in each other’s company
And insatiable lust
We fuck all night
Until we collapse from exhaustion
The next day
No one suspects what happened
In my room the night before
Our dirty little secret is ours to keep
I come to the thought of you
As I watch this in-room porno
Knowing you are only down the hall
Wishing you were in my room…..
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Fantasies,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion
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