I may not be conversant,
With the hieroglyphics on an ancient frieze.
But I know what to say to you,
If you’d listen a moment please.
You are the light that feeds my world.
You are the rain that feeds its growth.
You are the breeze that keeps it fresh.
You are the reason I promise this oath.
I will talk as long as you’ll listen.
I will smile as long as you smile too.
I will love.
I will always love you.
These words and their language.
Time will never forget.
So understand them my Beauty.
Conversant or not, in stone they’re now set.
via Daily Prompt: Conversant
Moaning from my gut
Cracking me open like a crab
My femininity on display
Darkened eyes a hypnotic tik-tok
A drowning trance
My sensual lullabye
I’m praying for your rain
Holding my breath until I feel the pain
Grab hold of my legs
Balance me in between your beauty
And your beast…
Enable my full bloom!
Your special hold
Warms me from the cold
My lover, my friend
Throaty death growls
To a breathy whisper:
My heart is true
I love you❤️
via Daily Prompt: Assay
You inspire me to so much,
Words, actions, deeds.
You’ve given me the will.
The vision to want to break free.
You have given me sight.
Cleared the obstacles.
Out of my way.
You make me want you,
And I’ll have you one day.
Some have said I have a heart of gold.
Some have said I am much more.
But I’d ask you, do you believe?
Or would you assay, just to be sure?
Do you take my word as bond?
Or is that a leap of faith too far?
Do you believe my words of love?
I hope you do for they’re from that heart.
via Daily Prompt: Assay
Cunnilingus and fellatio.
Such wonderfully erotic words.
Rolling off the tongue so easily.
To imagine them wrong is absurd.
So tell me why some find them offensive?
How could it ever be?
For they sound like names of deities.
Not sexual acts between you and me.
So, say them softly and slowly.
Pay them the regard they deserve.
And imagine what it feels like.
As you linger upon each beautiful word.
Deep in the woods,
In a deep dark cave.
Lies a beast, dark as pitch,
Mood black and depraved.
He has things on his mind,
That some’d hope not to find.
He has visions building,
Sights, some’d rather be blind.
But one dared to look,
Ventured in to peek and see.
One brought a light,
To set those thoughts free.
So deep in the woods,
In a not so darkened cave.
Lie Beauty and her Beast,
Making love’s visions depraved.
I heard a song talk of a constant craving,
I’d never felt such a thing before.
I’d never imagined or ever considered,
That I’d want someone more and more and more.
But now I have, now I feel, what in some ways the words mean.
For you my Beauty I constantly crave, you are what I desperately need.
via Daily Prompt: Constant