She lays shimmering upon the beach, Sunlight reflecting off her curls. Droplets of scented perspiration Wend their way downward, Coursing through valleys, And over rolling grassless meadow. Ah, how fine she is as she soaks up the sunshine Of a summer's afternoon. A cool breeze barely stirs her form As a gazing admirer looks on.
Perspectives
The naked is uncomfortable, While laying in its skin. The nude is more relaxed, you see, And pleased to let you in. The naked tenses up and hides, Concealing shameful feeling. The nude is proud and happier, And so much more appealing. So come and lay next to the nude, And leave alone the naked. You'll have more fun and soundly sleep, When next to nude, you've waked.
Explosive
Roller coaster At the summit, He keeps me there -- Barely breathing, Never leaving my side. Oh, he's subtle! Slowly moving With delicious grace, And gentle power -- Until a crescendo Of feeling and emotion Erupts across me, Back and forth, he Knows just how To blend into A perfect rhythm. I'm glad I'm with him, As he takes me there. Roller coaster At the summit, He keeps me there -- Barely breathing, Never leaving my side. Oh, he's subtle! Slowly moving With delicious grace, And gentle power -- Until a crescendo Of feeling and emotion Erupts across me, Back and forth, he Knows just how To blend into A perfect rhythm. I'm glad I'm with him, As he takes me there.
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Tue, 18th May, 2010
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Peppercorn's Poetry
My World
In the scheme of things There is only one I want. He waits in my thoughts And shares in my love. He pulls forth my smiles When I am feeling sad. He tickles my fancy In oh, so many ways. And even those few times When he does something small, And I feel a tinge Of misplaced frustration-- I love him. For he is my world, And I would not change that For anything.
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Bliss
Sharing dreams and silent moments, Tasting meals and holding hands, Telling all my inside thoughts, He holds me close and understands. Working side by side, we travel Down the path our lives will take. Knowing thoughts before they're conscious, True emotions -- never fake. Until the day of separation, Mortal bonds undoing life; He shall always be my husband. I shall always be his wife.
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Eating An Apple
My mouth lowers down onto Eve's delight;
My lips are ready, no need to bite.
So moist and open, oozing juice,
That heady fragrance quite diffuse.
I see perfection in my sight,
The sweetness lasting me all night.
My lips rise up, so dripping wet;
This is the best I've eaten yet.
Long Afternoon
He rubbed up against my leg; It felt smooth and warm. I smiled a knowing smile. He came closer. I touched him with my fingertips; He responded. His whiskers tickled my knee-- Again I smiled, and shivered slightly. His tongue came out to taste, And I knew it would be a long afternoon.
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Spoon Me
His hand reaches over, Wrapping his love tight around me And pulling me closer. His hips press against My soft, pliant, cushioned seating, And I feel his excitement grow. His breath eases forth, Tickling the back of my neck with his whisper, Letting me drink in his love. One tucked inside the other, A perfect fit for all eternity, laying there together, Never to separate, always to cherish.
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Ride On She hurled herself up and pierced herself down -- Forceful, passionate, Ride hard, ride on. She shivered and shook and took him so well -- Squeezing, easing, Ride hard, ride on. She carried the load with rhythm and grace -- Sliding, throbbing, Ride hard, ride on. Embracing his all, so deep in her place -- Molding him, holding him, Ride hard, ride on.
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Discoveries
Parting mountains with my fingers I venture forth on trails unknown. Around the bend lay sure surprises-- Uncovered gems, from harsh winds, blown. The things revealed in their due measure, Open eyes and bare the soul. Looking inward, finding treasure, I find myself and reach my goal.
Lovely
I don't feel pretty. You can tell me A thousand times-- I won't believe you. You can compliment My clothing and I'll smile, but walk away. I need reassurance just To make my way again, today. When you're with me, And I feel your touch with mine, And your touch is so divine-- Then I feel it -- I feel lovely. When your words complete my phrase, I forget the other days, And I feel it -- then a glow spreads on my face-- Such fine beauty, just a trace, And my glow will overspread me And my body isn't me. Then my face is all a glitter As the beauty comes to be. Then I'm lovely. I am me.
Hunger
Tasting softly,
I walk my lips,
Nibbling upwards,
Toward his knee.
A lingering moment,
A teasing breath,
A delicate kiss,
A sigh as he
Begins responding--
Oh, so hot,
His legs a-tremble,
As I eat
My sweet way higher,
Climbing up
To claim reward,
My love, so sweet.
My mouth,
So hungry--
So enticed,
I cannot wait
To fill my needs.
Thinking now's
The perfect time
For making love--
See where it leads.
Massaging Him
My fingers do their magic on his shoulders,
Rubbing out the craziness from work.
My palms press firmly down his back,
Easing the tension, loosening the knots.
Back up again I go, and then on down,
Working my fingers lower, palms excited.
I pause for a minute at perfection--
I can't resist a tiny squeeze of his ass.
I spread the cheeks, just a little,
Playing softly, teasing his emotions.
I slip inside, not too far, not too deep,
Coaxing his excitement, reaching around
To extend him, gracefully, with passion
Of movement, with love.
First Time
Creeping cautiously, he explores with interest,
His unsure fingers hesitate, continue.
He looks up at eyes for reassurance--
A glance, a smile, is all he needs.
His ears hear noises--they encourage.
Vast new worlds open up to him
As legs spread apart in acceptance.
His mind reels; his body responds;
She is his first.
Take Me
Fastened so I cannot move;
Helpless, I lay there, waiting.
My eyes, unseeing.
My ears attune.
My senses laid bare, exposed.
Anticipation overtakes me--
Coaxing past the fear,
Easing through the darkness,
Making me want you
More and more.
Transitions
Rubbing across my emotions,
His hands glide slowly,
Exciting my passions,
Stoking my flame.
Fingers tracing a wayward path
Over and under me,
Bringing me around
To a finer existence.
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Melted By A Voice
His voice is liquid,
Coaxing and warm.
Vibrations travel
To my body.
My heart skips,
It's rhythm churning.
My body soaks in
The sensuality.
My mind imagines
Fingers on flesh--
Flying through clouds
Of exotic pleasure.
My body crests,
Carrying my mind
To places unknown
And yet to enjoy.
Mouthing Excitement
A fleeting taste.
A tingling lick.
A gentle touch,
My heart is quick.
My mouth, it savors
A treat so fine.
I sense arousal,
The wetness, mine.
I travel upwards,
The prize on top.
My mouth, it nibbles--
I cannot stop.
A pleasure great,
Connects us two.
My hands massaging
Right on cue.
A flick of tongue--
It circles, soft.
My eyes look down,
My head aloft.
I take a breath--
Back down I go,
And travel back
My tongue, below.
One final draw,
Before I'm knowing.
The sweet elixir--
Passions flowing.
A savory swallow,
And then I'm done.
A gentle kiss,
My thanks for fun.
The Lover's Kiss
Liquid, yet firm—
Delicate, yet strong—
Pressed up, meeting tender skin.
Turning, caressing—
Warm and moist—
Echoes of our passions, shared.
Lips so soft,
With teasing tongues,
Our most inner thoughts, tasted.
We break apart,
And reconnect—
Never to be broken again.
One Soul
He guides my spirit
With no need of a map.
He lifts my imagination
Enabling it to soar.
He shares in my pleasures,
I share in his joys.
He is mine, and I am his.
Our journey is excitement,
Our experiences glow;
Our sorrows, bittersweet,
Their remedies make us stronger.
We love, and dissolve into each other.
His world is my safety,
My love is his strength.
He appreciates with wonder.
I admire his talents.
I yearn for more, his giving is limitless.
His hands sear my body,
His tongue is my treat.
My mouth is his harmony,
My fingers shoot his stars.
Our words reverberate our love.
We join in our passion,
Our journey is far.
Blended and melted,
We have no boundary.
Together our souls alight as one.
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Virgin Offerings
Tie back my hair
In your fingers.
Run kisses across
My soft shoulder
And down along
The smooth of my back.
Let your mouth
Show approval
Over the sentries
That are my breasts--
Waiting for your guidance,
Guarding my virtue for you.
Once you are satisfied,
Run your tongue
Down my belly.
Tell me how sweet
And delightful I taste.
Finger the center
Of my pleasure,
And make my passions
Ebb and flow
Across the valley,
Until I am ready
For you to make claim
And take your prize.
A Rodeo For You ( Summer Tease)
Fingers, moist, with expectation growing, spinning stories, just for you. Telling the tale of something hot, something exciting -- a rodeo-- with ropes turning, burning, circling their path, corralling the wild horse-- making him submit to your will, your desire. Performing your show, making the horse buck again, just for you.
Make Love to Me
Join with me and spend some time. Be my gentle man and please me. Whisper tender down my neck. Touch my skin and start to tease me. Play softly with my breasts awhile. I'll close my eyes and feel you play. Make my pussy drip your name, And make me come this lovely day. And should the moment start to grab you, Urge you on with force and might, Come and enter as it please you, Guaranteed the fit is tight. So take me, join me, make us twain And ride up into mountains steep. Then cuddle closely up against me, Both of us could use some sleep.
Oh Mary!
Oh, Mary! If she’d keep her fingers by her side— Which she won’t – I would keep them for my own.
Oh, Mary! If she wasn’t who the men had eyed – Muscles toned – I could reap the seeds I’d sown.
Oh, Mary! If she wouldn’t stray or lie – And she can’t – I would want her here with me.
Oh, Mary! If she’d stay with me and sigh – And she shan’t – I would love her happily.
Oh, Mary! If she kept her urges known – Just to me – I would always be her man.
Oh, Mary! If she knew how my love’s grown – Gradually – I could do whate’er I can.
Mary, Mary— If you only knew the longing that I feel. Mary, Mary— If your love for me was only just as real.
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Gathering Hazelnuts
Her fingers extend, Slipping silently Through the cool, Velvety blades of grass. Searching, watching, She glances Here and there, Watching – And then, YES! She spies one! There it lay, Peeking out From behind A rounded pebble. Tan wrinkles Capping off The flattened Acorn shape of it. It first appears That only one is there. But, no! Look at that. There’s another. And two more. Soon a handful Comes into view. How could she have not Seen them there before? But there they lay, Just as the first, Simply waiting To be gathered up.
New Lovers
My lips, unsure, take a sampling— A tentative taste at first— Your cheek and your nose, Then your lips so sweet; I stay and I nibble My new luscious treat.
My arms wrap around you and hold you— I feel your warmth join with mine— I cannot resist what I'm feeling; Your scent so enticing, I bury my nose in Your skin, so inviting.
My flesh presses up against your flesh— A spark arcs between us just then— The heat rushes through me like lightning; My heart beats so fast, I can only be hopeful This moment will last.
My hands find your hardness, excited— My lips flow their honey toward you— Your mouth, on my breasts, finds a treasure; I offer my mound, Then ease you inside As we share what we've found.
My heart starts to slow, as I back-coast— My body is resting with yours— We snuggle, and smile with remembrance; A new kind of friend, We know we will share it; It never will end.