Dragons lair
|
Posted:Feb 20, 2008 7:39 am
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2013 4:55 am
74000 Views
|
Stop by for a drink, or leave your link,
say hi, glad you stopped by,my version of a guest
book  
<<<sorry not my tat, but I like this one so much I may get it done!
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
Until you return
|
Posted:Jan 22, 2012 12:34 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2016 5:11 am
72254 Views
|
Lapping surf on the shore,
the sound echoes up the bluff and
through my bedroom window.
Preempting the dawn
Nature's alarm clock, my mind
is awake within this Lake and
curls around thoughts of you.
Do you slumber peacefully
in an unknown bed,
the steady rhythm of your breathing
keeping time with the waves
of my pleasure?
We drift aimlessly in this motion,
together and apart.
Like lakeweed, you wrap
around me languidly,
a slow motion orchestra
caressing my skin,deep,
wet kisses I dream of nightly.
You swim with me there,
idly exploring my shores,
searching tidal pools for
hidden treasure.
A hint of sun on the horizon;
daybreak here, yet dark
on your skin, curtains drawn.
Hours behind the dawning
of this day, on this body.
Cacophony of alarms and
seagulls, yet still we frolic
amid the grainy images
of my mind,
a sandy hourglass of time
until you return.
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Silly me
|
Posted:Jan 21, 2012 6:33 am
Last Updated:Mar 24, 2016 1:06 pm
71656 Views
|
How my thoughts
are racing soooo...
I just whispered aloud -
"I love you...",
and have the softest feeling -
for real,
no teasing.
You 'get' to me so damnably easy...
I don't know or understand why
or how -
you just do.
It's because...
somehow... we... belong.
I know...
silly me.
I melt at some awkward times
and just shake my head at others.
But I want to hold you so tight
and make love to you
and hold you close afterward
and make love to you
and just 'be' with you
and love you.
Woman...the thoughts that just race by
physical... mental...
my stomachs a big knot
and I want to sing,
smile... just laugh...
shake it off...
but can't.
I want you curled with me,
around me,
on me.
I want to be in you -
a part of you...
held so very tight and close...
and never let go.
I want to touch you,
taste...
explore...
mentally, physically...
and more -
so much more.
I want to play
and 'be'
as only we can.
How my thoughts
are racing soooo...
such is the beginning
of 'loving' you...
I know...
silly me.
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
The kiss
|
Posted:Dec 15, 2010 1:21 am
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2012 3:55 am
61428 Views
|
We didn’t expect to run into each other.
Not here. Not after so many years. Our
inhibitions lowered by the whisky.
Now, alone in the hall outside the
upstairs bathroom, I smell your
heat. We move closer to each other.
Compelled to touch even though
we know that nothing can come of
this. I brush my lips across the pulse
in your neck, feeling your answering moan
as it slips unwittingly up your throat. Then
you slide your fingers into my hair, gently
pulling my head back. As our lips meet, I
think fleetingly of her before I
lose myself in you. Lips and tongue tease
and taste. Hardening against your belly, grinding
against each other. Molten heat spreading from
your mouth through my whole being.
Then, footsteps on the stairs.
We pull apart. Staring at one
another for one last moment
before we walk away. You to your husbamd,
me to my girl, where we will each
try to pretend this moment never happened
and hope it will happen again.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
With eyes
|
Posted:Dec 11, 2010 10:52 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2010 10:54 pm
62090 Views
|
With eyes softly closed
I still taste you...
the lingering scent
of lavendar,
the wispy strands
of your hair on my cheek,
the soft and gentle rhythm
of heartbeats -
mere moments before
locked as one
roaring and surging
now nestling gently
calmly
entwined
inside and out.
With eyes softly closed
I still feel the heat -
sheer animal flame
primal fire
released yet encompassing
quenched yet ever hungry,
the effort of merging
sweat's sweet sting,
the timeless moment,
the 'afters' glow
the infinite softness
of you
and me
and such a fullness
I've come to know.
With eyes softly closed
a single tear flows
the indescribable emotion
released from within
as the eyes silently open
and find yours
looking in.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
The deflowering
|
Posted:Apr 2, 2010 2:41 pm
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2012 6:03 am
71970 Views
|
Her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne.
I watch her writhe to life by candlelight,
unfurl her breath against my collarbone.
My fountain pen rips through the stockings sewn
around her thighs. Through virginal off-white,
her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne.
A glass of Burgundy soon lays her prone.
Her words of protest simmer through the night,
unfurl her breath against my collarbone.
When her defences have been overthrown
like the flung pieces of a fallen kite,
her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne.
My fingers play her flesh like saxophone.
Her limbs strain for the perfect rhyme, its bite
unfurls her breath against my collarbone.
She comes to page with a releasing moan,
defiled by ink, lusts for another fight.
Her drowsy skin, stained by my French cologne,
unfurls its breath against my collarbone.
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Love's Moment
|
Posted:Apr 2, 2010 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Jan 21, 2012 6:27 am
61725 Views
|
Entering you is like a dream.
A dream that floats behind my eyes.
Teasing.
Nudging reality
with temptation's delight.
Seamless indulgence of silken bliss
clings to me like a shadow,
like ash turned to dust,
like smoke mixing with the wind.
Changed forever.
Treat me to that moment.
Your moment
when fingers clutch
and coax
with sweet trembling.
Share the lyrics
of passion's song;
wordless utterance
giving witness
to your ultimate truth.
Rise above me like a majestic bird.
Spread your golden wings and fly,
soaring high into the mist.
Abandon yourself
and all that has become you.
Take me with you
to that place most perfect.
That place between this life and the next
where for one single instant
knowing love is the only option.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Stand the storm
|
Posted:Nov 29, 2009 1:53 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2011 6:47 am
71795 Views
|
The sky darkens and the breeze turns strong,
no longer soothing; it fights to scatter me.
Winds build,moving that around me
in directions I can't control ...
driving me to which is solid to shelter.
your sweet arms,castle aginst the
Rain, massaging the earth with a cleansing kiss,
infers the peace to come.
For it confuses my world,
offering little more than delay,
slight respite from progress.
I stand the storm ...
feel the energy and smell the essence,
hear it's thunder, smiling in spite of it,
I'll bath in it's strong disobedience,
it's power, it's selfishness.
For the storms rule the sky, the land, and the lives;
without remorse.
Calming now, peace returns,
beauty raises her seeking eyes ...
and allows me all I require.
Safety in the calm as the storms move on,
safety in the quiet of her voice,
her essence,
her heart,
her warmth ...
strength through her worship ...
safe in my love.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Her submission is mine
|
Posted:Nov 29, 2009 1:39 am
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2015 7:00 pm
71524 Views
|
The other, them, it, they ...
Needs and demands fill me darkly.
Disables my focus, chills my heart, and dims the light,
but for brief respites of her,
death is apparent.
Death of lust,
death of integrity,
death of direction,
stolen moments will provide life,
assure my breath.
Realizing forlorn erotic shadows will release the weight,
allowing my release and the soothing murmur.
Her provision will strengthen me.
Giving me that which I demand freely without regret.
Offering her body and soul for my satisfaction,
through painful pleasures, she'll own my love.
I'll escape into her submission ... is mine.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Lilac pools
|
Posted:Nov 19, 2009 9:37 pm
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2011 2:22 am
72102 Views
|
A black satin dress
falls lifeless to the floor
as you present to me
sweet lilac pools of pleasure
Its wetness quenches a thirst
allowing my passion
to enter a kingdom of dreams
filling your palace
with milk and honey
- dripping from every pore
As your ballroom bursts
into heavenly song
our souls dance
intimate waltz
with a rhythm and step
only we know.
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
A ragged heated breath
|
Posted:Nov 11, 2009 2:09 am
Last Updated:Mar 30, 2011 7:09 am
61542 Views
|
Black leather pressing into white lace,
where strong muscles tease creamy softness
into wild abandonment,
fueling drops of moisture tasted by gentle lips.
Each searing kiss leads a heated touch,
to cover shape and form
unfolding hidden secrets,
open and exposed into the darkness of the night.
Blended cries and moans trail each movement,
searching for the crested heights,
lifted up through raging heat,
seeking the moment of surrendered fulfillment,
to quiet A ragged heated breath.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Because of you
|
Posted:Oct 21, 2009 10:58 pm
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2011 11:18 am
72504 Views
|
When soft slants of light
prickled my eyes
and I awoke to a glowing mass
of brown strands
and glimmering blue
staring through my skin
at something within
that I hardly knew.
I opened my eyes
and it was you.
I recall a Tuesday afternoon
when we danced like seals
on a stage of daffodils
and I would tickle your arm
where it mattered most.
I loved the way that you
would fall to the ground
with no one else around
so we could kiss. I knew
love was in our palms
all because of you.
I recall a Friday night
when we drove for miles
chasing the sunset
and I would hear you sing
louder than our burnt CDs.
It was all that I could do
to not laugh aloud at each
off pitch piercing screech
that leapt from my mouth too.
I would look over
and it was always you.
I recall an entire summer
when we thought
we were invincible.
When my lungs felt numb
as if I'd surrendered
all my oxygen to you
all I had to do
was kiss it back.
I felt love like an avalanche
of skin and mouths and hands.
I felt love like roses, budding through dew
in the last mornings of our August;
the kind that only two people knew.
Yes, My love,
it was all because of you.
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
...what they seen next door...
|
Posted:Apr 15, 2009 3:57 am
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2011 2:23 am
62949 Views
|
softest lips play around
teasing ivory skin
from neck to back
fingertips trail the spine
tender kisses, hungry
savoring every inch
tongue to flesh, burning,
fantasy's come alive
beside the fireplace
they are shedding attire
as heat escalates rapidly
eyes enticed by the view
his manly form, slick,
alert he draws attention
arousal ignites
her nipples hardening
leaning forward,
he gasps
her beautiful flesh leaving
him breathless
hands reach out
and cups large breasts
her smile becomes a moan
as his grip tightens
crackling of the fire
a wonderful glow
shadows against the walls
capturing their heated passion
slowy he unravels from her
and she leans over the couch
a teasing look she beckons him
and behind her he stands
sliding his hands between thighs
legs parted for his access
sweet nectar coats the inside
dripping nicely for his eyes
fingers slide across the sweet cream
and around his throbbing head is wet
gently coating himself with her juice
getting him hard as can be
placing his manhood between pink lips
sliding up and down repeatedly
her fingertips clamped onto her spot
as he slid his flaming head within her
slow at first, a inch at a time
her impatience causing her to thrust back
his fingers gripping tight on her buttocks
as his thrusting became more intense
neighbors across the city street
watched the foreplay on the wall
two lovers indulging in heated pleasure
with no worries of any interruptions
as they finished with moans of intensity
their bodies still thrusting, aching for more
the neighbors turned off the lights
and headed to their room to reinact
...what they seen next door...
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
To link to this blog (eriedragon4) use [blog eriedragon4] in your messages.
|
|
|
| Sun |
Mon |
Tue |
Wed |
Thu |
Fri |
Sat |
1
|
2
|
3
|
4
|
5
|
6
|
7
|
8
|
9
|
10
|
11
|
12
|
13
|
14
|
15
|
16
|
17
|
18
|
19
|
20
|
211
|
|
221
|
23
|
24
|
25
|
26
|
27
|
28
|
29
|
30
|
31
|
|
|
|
|
|
