Ritornellos Della Sensuale
Caught up in a maelstrom of ecstasy
I lay upon a bed of passions
wrapped in a blanket of primal desires ...
Aching for each sensual moment to continue
the body and senses are set a flame ...
As the soul ascends to a higher state of nirvana
each muscle trembles, tingles, and ripples
with the palpitations of unadulterated lust ...
Like a junkie that needs a fix
the appetite is still not quenched ...
Longing for that caress that eclipses all others
I lay here and think of all my plunders .
And I wonder --
Is this lover for real ?
A Lover's Touch
Beneath the stars, under the cover of night,
my lover holds me tight. His arm is around
my waist gripping me gently. I place my
head upon his shoulder listening to his heart.
Each beat spoke to mine. He placed his
other arm around me brining me nearer to
him. My lover nuzzles my neck and kisses
me softly. He nibbled my neck as I sighed, I
realized that I was caught up in a whirlwind
of ecstasy . . .
I closed my eyes and hoped that the
moment would never end. I faced him. I
caressed his neck ever so gingerly with my
lips. I ran my fingers through his hair. We
pulled back and kissed. His lips tasted like a
sweet intoxicating nectar. I was drunk on a
single kiss he bestowed upon my lips.
Beneath the stars, under the cover of night,
the essence of my lover fills me. Mindful of
the impending climax, I surrendered to the
desire of my lover's touch.
The Chat
Awakened-- was the soul, as I chatted with this gentleman .
Sentiments that were long forgotten-- suddenly sprung anew .
Though he aroused passions within,the heart trembled in fear at the onslaught .
The knees went weak and the body felt faint. as the instantaneous sensations
of free fall engulfed my being .
Scary were the feelings of falling. But, I delighted,indulged,and reveled in
the phenomenon.
This from a chat with a gentleman that incited, invigorated, and sparked my spirit.
I stand in amazement at the overdue awakening.
The Cafe
Let me set the scene....
I was sitting at the table sipping an apple margarita. Listiening to the jazz man play his melodious tunes...
Then the music started to move me as I swayed side to side. When this man walked over to me . He stated to lay down a game that I just had to check out. Because I did not know if, it was me or my many apple libations.
I ordered one more for the jazz man. And all was good. Feeling the beat made every one just as mellow as mellow can be .
Then the man started to whisper those sweet nothings in my ear. I could not help but to lose myself.
He asked me to dance...
When the cadence and the rhythm of the sax came together it just moved me as we whirled around the floor.
Then....
All the spinning made my world just stand still. The man asked if, I would join him for a nightcap.
The cafe was foggy and the mind was too. As the night came to an end, we hit the Diner down the way.
Coffee was all we needed and a little small talk too. The clock on the wall read three, so it was time to go. He hailed a cab for me.
I got in and watched him slowly disappear into the night as the car pulled away.
I melted into the seat as I thought to of that man...
The cabby looked at me when I got out of the taxi to give him his due.
He then asked me; "That fella sure has you starry eyed. By the way,what’s his name ?"
Although, it was miles after midnight and I was filled with such a rapture. My sole retort was ...
"That I did not know the strangers name."
Waiting
Days are filled with hours, minutes,and seconds that go on without end. I watch the sunrise and set. Hoping for my love. The nights are long and draining. The emotions are exhausted, from the continuous yearning of the heart.
WAITING.
Plans are made an also broken. There is always a next time. I know that he
is near yet, so far. The heart trembles and the body sinks with the sensation
of loneliness.
WAITING.
Calls are lessened and conversations are short and empty. Memories of
togetherness seem so distant but,not yet out of reach.
WAITING.
The inconsistencies of breaks between time and space leaves reality flat
and monotonous. Slower and slower are the days of emptiness. My love is
still so far.
WAITING.
Constant heart aches and disappointments of not knowing when the feeling
of complete free fall will return. When the days seem as if they're not long enough. I am still watching the sunrise and set, for my love .
WAITING...
A Noble Plea
Look deep within my heart,
Peer the depths of my pith
Reveal your soul as you explore mine
And bask in the warmth of my being
Look deep within my heart,
See the varied reflections that are you
And wade in the pools of my passions
Look deep within my heart,
Listen-- to the endless echoes of each cadence
And hear your name in every gentle meter
Look deep within my heart,
Embrace the love that I have to give
And let us drown as one in perpetual exultation
Deep within my heart
Where time and space can not bear us ill will
Where our love shall never cease to be
But,carries over into infinity...
© Christina Womack
Journey to Nothingness
As I walk down this dark dreary road,
My mind begins to drift,
If what we once had was more then just fun,
Or was your love a celestial gift.
Inside my heart I know the truth,
The lust and the passion your soul set me free,
Although I did not return the love I received,
I honestly did not know what you saw in me,
I only hope we may still be friends,
If not I will be content,
For as it was all my fault,
If you wish to never see me again, you have my consent
I shall be moping down this desolate path,
Looking for what we once cherished,
Every moment, every memory flows through my mind,
I break down at the thought that, that has now perished,
I hope you can lay mercy on my soul,
For I did not mean to damage your heart,
My apologies to you my love,
I was merely lonely boy not knowing where to start,
I shall be waiting for you to return to my arms,
I shall wait for your love and faith to be cured,
I cannot wait to hear those golden words,
That our love may once again be reassured,
I wait for this day in my souls eternal existence,
Whether it is in this life or ones to follow,
There is just to big of a void consuming heart,
My soul, my life, I feel hallow,
Please my love, come back to me,
My life is empty without you,
Please my love forgive me dear,
And I hope you can Love me again too…
© John Bongers
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