Steam rises as the rain strikes
Our reddened skin, mixes with
Our exhalations, passion
Summer Rain
Tag: foreplay
Sharp Tongue
I would bear the brunt
Of your tart tongue just
To kiss your sweet lips
Ephemeral
I was beautiful
For one brief moment
When you looked at me
Whisper
The bodice fell from
Her with a whisper, and I
Was captivated
Luster
I ache for the luster of
Your skin in the setting sun,
Warm and wet, ready to kiss
Blossom
Your rose that grows in
Deepest dark, opens
Only to my touch
Art of Lovemaking
I will paint you from
The palette of my love, wash
You with the red of
My mouth, prime with the
Pink of my caress, fill you
With the purple of
My passion, fix you with the
Warmth of my embrace.
Physics of Passion
The force with which I
Grip your hips, equals the torque
You thrust back to me.
Nectar
With a single taste
Of your delicious skin, I
Am revived, reborn
Herman’s Hermitage 