Long Time for Touch to Love Me

Imagine how it would feel to be touched
fingers light upon fresh skin
the drizzle of sensation coursing through the body

Imagine how it would feel to be held
heart beats merging into a synergy of unison
A longing from an eternity melting time and space into a pant of breath

Imagine how it would feel to be kissed
to taste the soul of another within your longing
serenading thoughts and emotions throughout your body
quivering your soul into the abyss of bliss

Now Just imagine that you had never been touched

TIME TO SHARE YOU

It is TIME, to share, express the sensual you
Wearing her within a flame of golden reds
And scarlet whispers of silken scarves
Outlining contours, defining the frame of body
It is now time for you to reflect to the world
that inner beauty which reigns like the dove upon her perch
regal, gentle, subtly pure within the grasp of innocence’s demure wink
Yet magically imbued with sensuality’s magical contortion
As she flutters away, embracing the sunrise
Changing form into the swan, we see further into her soul
hues of her innermost divinity, radiate
lounging on a bed of roses
petals afloat around her very essence
whites and pink, reds and yellow
Igniting the power of womanhood within
Inviting her Goddess to arise

MMMMMM..What is love and Intimacy?

What is love? I am often asked. I smile at such a simple question, an emotion that is simply free to many of us and within us, yet complex in the receiving and complex in the giving and complex even in the understanding. Then to add fuel to the fire, I am then also asked, what has sensuality and intimacy got to do with love? And once again I smile, one who understands the answer, yet not so simple to relay, because many simply do not understand.

Love and all its finest accompaniments such as lust, desire, titillation, temptation and its other wonderfully salacious followers is something that must be discovered, understood, explored and experienced.

To experience such a wonderful cacophony of desire's tempting debauchery (if I can use such a word to define what I am implying) one first has to know and understand oneself. All the above is not simply about the thrilling hump and ride of passion attained from a one night stand or the excitement and stimulation of gaining notches on the belt of “sexual conquest” just because.

Sensuality is something which is a collaboration of the emotional, the physical and the spiritual – and experiencing of sensations that sends ones senses dizzily cavorting into the tunnel of ecstasy’s lure. It’s a myriad of words, touch, senses, scents. It’s an adventure which takes one out of the comfort zone of love’s purest acts, delving the inquisitive mind into the jungle where rampaging whores, dare to experiment in the wilderness of their primal craving – and it’s all good.

Shakespeare once said "know thyself." A simple statement, yet one within where so much truth lies. Knowing yourself, loving yourself is the first step to ultimately loving another and in that truthful and authentic way when embraced with all the other wonderful sentiments of desire's frenzied partners, as mentioned above, creates a most wonderful and delicious bed upon which to explore, tantalisingly sensuality's most salacious of adventures.

The body is a wonderful cave, with many hidden crevices. The tongue always willing to journey along its contours. The hands always willing to search and explore and I leave you to conjure up yourself more wonderful things that a man or woman could do to explore sensuality further. Until next time, and you can be sure, that I will be back very soon – to further this conversation…………………….

If I let you touch me, tease me, maybe seduce me

… how do you think I would feel?

Would I fall gracefully into your arms, limp with the hunger

Of need and yet with the resentment of anticipation

Dangling temptation in front of me, so near and yet so far

If I let you touch me, tease me, maybe seduce me

Would you take me to the mountaintop

Of my most salacious fantasy?

Or would you dare disappoint me, dear lover

Leaving me nude within my own sweat and feverish hunger

upon an empty bed of silken sheets and wet dreams?

If I let you touch me, tease me, maybe seduce me

Would you let me engage and enjoy

In the maelstrom of passion’s seductive flirt

Where I could roam, the beast within

Given freedom to satisfy my hunger and thirst

To be hunted by you, to be filled by you

So that my spirit could truly soar

If I let you touch me, tease me, maybe seduce me

Could you truly satisfy my need?