L. B. Mek



Skin, on skin - on skin, skin

fingers, caressing back of head 

fingers, grabbing hair

fingers, equipped - with enough heat

to melt Winter, into late-Summer's flames


shoulders, burning - a lava serenade 

arms, goosepimple - frozen

fingertips, piano dancing on skin-tight jeans

searing, heat on - heat - on heat

culminating, succumbing to a stolen breath;


lips and tongues linger – teasing, enticing

reached-for, sensual Ignition

too late, for embarrassment’s restraint

Stars decreed - we’re, all-in 

this: is that irreversible, in Fate.


Give-in, surrender 

Time, swimming in stagnant forever

No past

No tomorrow 

No consequence 


even Pain, of memory's

of calloused heart's

of knowing – strained, sighs

regress, to offer a moment's peace


Just, now

Just, you

Just, me



Burning, yearning - fearing


when this dream, ends

will we – too, awake

to another 

well-trodden – tale

of trampled hope’s: trails?


Another, nightmare 

waiting, to lull us in

or, maybe



Can, We - create

something, genuine and lasting

with integrity of loyalty:



For once will blinked forgotten, passion

not, be - warped

into momentary attraction’s: futile intoxication

fuelling, a lifetime’s - sentence

of regretted, frustration.


Clasped hands

playfully, intertwine 

as exhilaration’s exhaled, steam

reignites, a tingling - expectant skin


hair - in eyebrows, hair draping ears

hair glued - to everything

overwhelming, nerve-endings 




Amazon’s, rainforest of humidity scenes


in fogging, Moon-spotlighted windows.


How, can anything this 

sensual, this subtle

this: sacred, harm us?

Even, eventually – if Beatifically warped


as poisoning of Love’s, purity 

at a flippant, flip

of reactionary, inflamed words

of entitled, petulance

dampening, Romance’s tired flames

to unveil

yet another: shattered furnace

of once, volcanic dreams.


Still, while shooting Stars


We too, refuse

to wilt, in-face

of Time’s, relentless thieving 


just, one captured moment

of serene stillness

in a comforting, soft smile

is enough: defiance

for our wishing well’s - to believe;


as We, stubbornly - pull closer


elongated, sipped breathes

to let our pulsating pace, reset

before resuming: willingly. 

Choosing, bravely

to invest wholly

in this, our serendipitous

gifted night of opportunity!



let our, new Beginning


that Spring, of Nature’s - unflinching


all those deathless Poet’s


in-to, sizzling words: of intoxicating sensuality.



© L. B. Mek

July 2021


  • spilleronsheet

    Isn’t a moment of heat fades away
    A long lasting love stays
    A deep imagery runs through
    Maybe its a different kind of heal
    These lines -
    Give-in, surrender

    Time, swimming in stagnant forever

    No past

    No tomorrow

    No consequence

    Though it took a different meaning for me

    • L. B. Mek

      meaning, is - in itself,
      meaningfully, its own Poetry;
      although two sets of eyes
      look upon, the same view
      they will never be, two identical
      mind's or heart's
      to think or feel, with meaningful likeness
      but never, quite
      too much, alike
      to destroy nature's gift, of diversity
      in our quintessential: humanity
      in that, simple truth
      rests the beauty, in all-things
      "Beauty is truth, truth beauty,--that is all
      Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."
      ( https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-14542 )

      • spilleronsheet

        How wonderfully stated sir

      • Vamsi Sudha

        Very Sensual poetry Mek !! It does really Ignite 🙂

        • L. B. Mek

          thank you! admittedly, something different
          so kind of you to acknowledge, my effort
          and even offer words of encouragement

        • Neville

          Bloomin heck Mek .. this is absolutely splendid sir ...

          How, can anything this
          sensual, this subtle
          this: sacred, harm us?

          Amen to that too mate .. and seriously bloomin truly ..............


          • L. B. Mek

            well, trust you Hyung
            to go and highlight, my favourite part
            imbued in those words, you chose
            is all my motivation for scribbling this write..
            thank you!

          • dusk arising

            There's alot of 'loss' behind those words. A longing which wants so desperately to overcome the fear of heartache. It's not loving which harms us so, but the withdrawl of that loving one-ness which leaves us so alone and betrayed maybe.

            I can feel these words of yours today are really heartfelt words and capture much of loves 'one-ness' upon the page/screen. As could only be written by a soul who has been there in the real 'touchy-feelie world' of life.

            • L. B. Mek

              'from your pen
              to her heart...'
              how very insightful of you Dusk
              I thank you! with the utmost sincerity

            • Nicholas Browning

              Jesus, H, *****. What a read. I'm sure other people have a different view, but to me this would come from a place of sheer desire, almost obsessive rage, or of a love so deep no one could possibly understand it. This was a wild ride, and I enjoyed the playful language and structure. A job well done, L.B.

              • L. B. Mek

                I agree, when lost in the initial purity
                of attraction and love
                sometimes desire, tip toes
                the borders of obsession..
                what a fantastically poetic comment
                thank you, dear Poet

              • Fay Slimm.

                Wow - how glad I am not to have missed this breath of inspired imagery on coupling for love's sake and hoping togetherness lasts forever - a perfectly scribed reason to hold tight to its sacredness.

                "Choosing, bravely
                to invest wholly
                in this, our serendipitous
                gifted night of opportunity."

                the above words did it for me Mek and I relate wholly . A great read.

                • L. B. Mek

                  'how glad I am not to have missed'
                  I recall these words, from your very first comment
                  on my very first scribble (I think)
                  years later, and your kindness
                  never falters in your willing support
                  and endless encouragement, for that
                  and much more, I thank you
                  wholeheartedly, dear Fay

                • A Boy With Roses

                  this poem is a rising tide of true love

                  • L. B. Mek

                    thank you! means a lot
                    coming from an intuitive Poet
                    of your caliber

                  • Goldfinch60

                    May that new beginning be filled with love and wonder forever Mek.


                  • Garth Rakumakoe

                    "fingers, equipped - with enough heat

                    to melt Winter, into late-Summer's flames" - It does not get more flammable than this. I love how it unfolds, petal by petal. A truly lovesome thing! - Thank you, fellow writer. I am inspired!

                    • L. B. Mek

                      best words, a fellow scribbler
                      can wish to receive, as praise
                      'let us all
                      continue, to inspire each other
                      and push our Poetry's wings
                      to soar, ever higher'
                      thank you! dear Poet

                    • SureshG

                      Let me experience your poem ‘just once’, and then I’ll feed off its memories

                      • L. B. Mek

                        that's just majestic, what a nourishing comment
                        to a wannabe poet's, lonesome heart!
                        thank you! kind Poet

                      • alsimmons

                        Just now
                        Just you
                        Just me
                        Just us_
                        Your word ignited and life to love and longing. great job.

                        • L. B. Mek

                          just an outpouring of instinctive wording
                          had I tried to write these words
                          during a moment of cold level headedness
                          I would have dismissed them
                          as mere worded theatrics
                          but for this scribble and at that stage
                          of the impassioned expression, conveyed
                          I too: like to think it fits,
                          such is the wonderment
                          of inking ourselves naked..
                          (really appreciate you taking the time
                          to look back and read, how very kind)

                        • C E Thomas

                          Fantastic. This, and your other poems, display your impressive ability to convey the deepest, most human emotions in the fewest of words. I wish you luck in your career

                          • L. B. Mek

                            what a generous soul, you've cultivated
                            and choose, to share with the world
                            humbly, I thank you!

                          • kitty the naughty poet

                            Very sensual and beautiful written I really enjoyed reading

                            • L. B. Mek

                              Especially since your writing encouraged me
                              to attempt something, so blatantly transparent
                              I'm usually much more guarded in my poetry.
                              thank you!

                              • kitty the naughty poet

                                I thought it was Brill I really enjoyed it

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