You pull yourself against me
Push my hips to meet your core
You rise to the sound of my breath
Lost in complete ardour
Your hands they find my curves
Leaving a trail blaze of goosebump flesh
My peaks they harden pushed up tight against your chest
Your teeth they bite down on my neck
My hands are braced against our rest
Together... we move
In sync our dance has begun
My eyes they implore you
As I crash against your shore
The passion has consumed me
Our hearts are ajar
We reach our final symphony
The notes are quite high
Our dance is lost in surrendering fervour
For inhibition was left outside the door
My back it arches as we take our final step
Our eyes our hearts they lock together
Time pauses at the crescendo
...
We take our final bow.
-
Author:
Clara Ipsum (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 4th, 2019 01:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 33
- Users favorite of this poem: dusk arising, Fay Slimm., Alan .S. Jeeves.
Offline)
Comments7
Glad someone's having fun there - or some ones! heehee.
Haha! Thank you for your comment. You always respond with a little bit of humour 🙂
CLARA X
I make myself swoon, even, at even a hint of 'hotness' in poems. Call me 'Snowflake'. lol.
3 more comments
Wonderful sensual write Clara.
Thank you for reading and commenting. Always appreciated.
CLARA X
what a delicious pre breakfast bit of nicely crafted erotica... certainly gave my appetite a considerable boost this fair mane..... Neville
Thank you! I'm not a fan of in-your-face erotica, I find that the subject should me more subtle. Something that is seen underneath the surface of the words.
I'm pleased you enjoyed it! I don't often write in this genre.
CLARA X
maybe, but you do it well...
Beautifully expressed 'the dance of love'.
Wonderfully crafted emphasis of love resounding from each line and not a hint of leudness present.
Probably the finest description of this i have ever read.
A must for my favourites.
Oh! This has made my day!
Thank you so much for your kind words. I am honoured.
I don't often write in this genre and I didn't want it to be too in-your-face. I find it needs to be hidden just under the surface of your words to work...
Again, thank you so much!
CLARA X
Such a discrete description of physical love - - the lines tumble sensual words without being crude and bring to crescendo a beautifully intimate moment. Well crafted and thank you - into my favourites with this one Clara.
Hi Fay,
Thank you very much for reading and commenting on my poem! It means a lot and to receive such lovely and encouraging words! My day has been made. Thank you.
CLARA X
.....tango, your words a Latin erotica.....
Hi,
Thank you for reading and commenting 🙂
CLARA X
'OUR CRESCENDO'....
allows one's imagine to ~ imagine;
No need to spell things out to those who can spell ~ No need to show those who are able to see ~ No need to preach to those who are able to hear.
I will read you poem often, that's a promise (No need to make promises those who are able to understand)
Kindest regards, Alan
Oh thank you Alan, I'm honoured! So very pleased you enjoyed it. Always appreciate people stopping by to read my little poems and take the time to comment.
Take care
CLARA X
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.