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Laurie Frisbey
MY DREAMS
I gaze lovingly at your smiling eyes in my fuzzy picture of you
Longing for the day my fingertips may caress your cheeks
I touch your paper face and smile and my eyes begin to tear
My thoughts turn to daydreams, and my daydreams deepen

My dreams at night are created from the wishes my heart holds
Throughout the day, my wishes to be with you and of what we would do
I envision the first time we meet, the first tender kiss, warm embrace
The first time I look into your eyes face to face, as we dance, as we make love

I arrive on your doorstep trying to muster the boldness to knock on your door
Hoping to see your face... I wonder, "Will he answer? Will he be home?"
The door opens before me and there you stand... we are speechless
Our eyes lock as we stand there penetrating each other's souls without a word

Barely comprehending that we are there together, in the flesh,
In a sudden rush we both smile and laugh and embrace
My arms flung around your neck, you lift me up and kiss me
My legs wrapped around your waist, you carry me inside in your strong arms

Never breaking our kiss, our passion deepens, our love strengthens
With each passing moment and with each caress our fire burns stronger
I place my feet once again on the ground and dance with you
Slowly to the music, we sway as our desire grows with each breath

Closely we dance to the music of our souls to the rhythm of our hearts,
We gaze into each other's eyes and we know how far we want to go
All we want is to be one, to unite our bodies as we have our souls
At this moment in time all that matters is us and our eternal love

And so our lovemaking begins, it truly began with the bond we created
When we met not in person, but in words, when our hearts first spoke
When our souls first intertwined and you entered my dreams, these dreams
That carry me through the night and may one day carry me to your door.




A RITUAL OF GODS
I gaze into those brown eyes in my pictures of you, from time to time
I read the beautiful words you write just for me, and no one else
Maybe I'm just naive, but I want nothing more than to make love to you
I want you to make love to me, more than anything, that's all I want to do

As we begin to dance, I want you to hold my hands in yours
Against your chest, between our bodies, to feel the beat of our hearts
To know that you are real, I want to stand face to face with you for the first time
Put my arms around you, feel your arms around mine

I say I love you, and you whisper those words at the exact moment I do
A tender kiss for the first time, as a song of everlasting love plays soft and slow
I want to feel the electricity as your lips mesh gently with mine
I want to look into your eyes so loving, honest, and kind

Our embrace and our kiss grows more passionate as our bodies still move
Slowly, in time with our song as wandering hands slide down our backs
In a seemingly choreographed dance of their own, a loving caress
I let you know I am yours, as against the rigidness of your body I press

I drape my arms around your shoulders, and you give me a boost
I wrap myself around you, as we are still locked in our exploration of mouths
You kiss the side of my neck, my throat, my chin, then our eyes meet once again
Mine tell you where I wish you to carry me, I want only this moment, to be in your bed

Little by little, as fingertips and tongues explore, we strip each other down
To our animal selves, until naked we stand and you place me on your pillows
Soft sighs escape our mouths, as we plant sweet kisses all over our bodies in turn
Each of us giving and receiving all that we have to give in return

We consume each other fully, what our bodies have been craving for so long
Hungry, we devour each other's skin imbibing each other's tastes and scents
Kisses placed on every inch, every crevace, leaving no stone unturned
Butterflies flutter, as our passion and senses heighten, as our fires burn

Your heat finally enters mine, finally finding it's home as we melt together
Our rhythm, our dance becomes a ritual of gods as waves of flames overtake us
Becoming one, one soul we unite, as one body for eternity we become
Our love reaches it's precipice and to our ultimate pleasure we come

Holding tightly to one another, we plunge into our sweet abyss of oblivion
Yet each fiery jolt through our bodies lifts us higher than we have ever been
We have long lost all connection with the outside world, with reality
Together we quiver, as your thrust deepens within, flooding me

Reverberating sighs, and moans echo into the night, our senses awakened
Throughout the night, we share our hearts and our bodies
The scent of our passion ever lingering on each other's skin
We settle into a contented embrace until again we are ready to begin.


poetsn2ition
These are quite good, the imagery, outstanding. As I hope you don't mind, but I moved this topic to the Erotica board, as I felt this to be a much better place for it, and should bring people around to take notice, even more, as it definately rings on the provocative side.

Blessed Be!
Strngr73
I just read your poem,
I loved it.
For reasons that I don't wish to share.
I think you are a tremendous talent and hope to continue to read your material.


Until...
itsinhiseyes
Your poem is clearly enunciated, understandable , real and believable.

I have a platonic relationship with someone I met online, in a Napster chatroom. This girl came from a very diffefent world from mine and was a fraction of my age. It didn't matter because we had a similar mindset and a shared sense of fun. It was not a romantic relationship and there was no possibility of us ever meeting. However, she became a muse who encouraged me to write. I wrote two poems for her. I will post them here for you to see. Later we did meet. There's a good story there too.

My point in telling you this, is that I can appreciate and sympathise with the background to your fantasy in this poem. I guess you did meet, and I would love to hear the full story.

Anyway, I like your poem.
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