Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Stroking you with my Words©

I wrote Stroking after reading a poem a friend wrote. His title was different from mine, and my original writing used his title. But after reading it again, I felt stronger about the word Stroking. This was written during my longing stage. Those times late at night, when you look at the space across you in the bed and it's empty. Sometimes I run my hand across it, and imagine someone lying there, looking at me. Sometimes he is looking back, while other times he's sleeping peacefully. This is the time that these words spring forth.....

I love you
Love making love with you
Love the thought and passion of our love
Can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
Can you feel them my love
fingers softly touching your cheek
tracing the lines of your sensuous mouth
gliding smoothly down your neck
touching, pulling at the hairs of your chest
Can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
Now my fingers move quickly, quickly to unbutton your shirt
my legs begin to quiver
As I feel your fingers softly embracing the warmth of my breasts
each touch of you leaves fingerprints of fire
Baby can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
Can you feel my fingers as they stroke
and rake your head
do you feel the pleasure of hot lips
kissing you deeply
i open my legs wide to receive your tongue
Can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
Baby, can you smell the scent of my passion for you
feel the love that spills so freely from within me
drink of of my sweetness all that you like
i am completely engulfed by passion's flames
Can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
My hands reach for you, reach to feel the hardness of you
i sigh as i open arms and legs to receive all of you
can you feel my loves intense desire
as we quench our loves fire
Can you feel me, stroking you with my words?
And as our love wanes slowly
as we float softly back down to earth
I stroke you gently with loving words
You, stroke me with words of affirmation
You, stroke me with words of love
You, stroke me with words of truth
And I stroke you with my undying love....

1 comment:

  1. Whewwwww, how many nites do we lay and stroke them with words, I have had many, more than I care to remember.

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