Enticing wetness sweet cream scent
Nature’s paramount enticement
Bending swaying soaring rushing
Body trembling flower opening
Blood pumping pheromones rising
Breath erratic necessitate need
Moaning demanding begging please
Forever reduced to immediacy
Arousing scent sweat covered man
Mounting thrusting climbing ascent
Imploring pleading ridged pleasure
Collapsing exhausted hedonistic sleep
4/17/09 ©Saroya Poirier
Poetry, Erotic, Whimsy, Wistful, Dark. Let your imagination fly,dream. American style belly dancer and teacher.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
I Brought Love
Do I believe am I insane
Do I care what others say?
Sometimes yes sometimes nay
Depends on them what they say
I used care used to cry
Alone so much tried to hide
Facade of life a false front
Pretending to be what I was not
Now that time is closing in
I wonder what I could have been
What will family history say?
Will they say I saved the day?
I care not what others do
This way that way, how I grew
I am the one I became the glue
I bought love and gave to you
4/09/09 ©Saroya Poirier
Do I care what others say?
Sometimes yes sometimes nay
Depends on them what they say
I used care used to cry
Alone so much tried to hide
Facade of life a false front
Pretending to be what I was not
Now that time is closing in
I wonder what I could have been
What will family history say?
Will they say I saved the day?
I care not what others do
This way that way, how I grew
I am the one I became the glue
I bought love and gave to you
4/09/09 ©Saroya Poirier
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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