the night.....

i planted my lips on Yours

with music blaring

thumping

jolting

rocking the core of my soul

drinks in hand,

i return from the bar,

my eyes lock onto You

You,

perched on that chair

in all Your sexiness,

Your eyes sparkling

even from the far distance

clear thoughts

through my foggy brain

i know what's next

resistance now futile

as my lips find Yours

the soft sweetness insane

as Our lips now meld

into One long, warm

passion

the line now crossed

finally

Your shocked smile

a welcome break

to cool the heat

but only briefly

as the ice cube

finds its way to my mouth

and now to yours

as the night continues

a long drive home

but worth the wait

You

worth the wait

and so much more

© whisper 2010

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, BABY

WITH ALL MY LOVE

my shining light of life

You are

i see Your radiant smile
as You lean in to kiss me,
kisses insanely passionate,
melting me into Your arms

i hear Your soft, sensual voice
as You tell me You love me,
words sincere and soothing,
words with no meaning,

until You

i see Your sparkling eyes
shine their gaze on me,
no words needed
as they assure Our life together

You are the peace and calm
i desire
You are the strength of soul
i admire
You are the passionate lover
i crave
You are all that
i need

i love You

© ~wicked~

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P!nk’s song “Oh My God” compels this piece from me today….

small scream escapes
my lips as i feel the lasting sting
inside of my thigh
followed by a soft loving kiss

Her intense deep brown eyes,
a hint of dominating seriousness
telling me all i need to know…
to do as She asks
or else

these moments of playful pain
i’ve grown to
love
fear
expect
all in the same

i marvel endlessly at how perfect
She is
for me;
how She knows exactly what i crave…
what i need…

and when.

Her passions consume
my every pore;
passions that run crazy wild
yet tender when needed,
all for this insatiable soul

left purely exhausted,
yearnings again rise
as Her touch grazes my body,
Her kiss reawakens
lagging energies once more

as night flows into
morning hours
of sleep
finally

~wicked~

missing her

my mind wanders aimlessly
lost in a haze
of thoughts
trying to figure out
all these inebriating emotions
so unexpected
so not prepared for

lying in my big bed alone
empty now
empty and naked
like my heart and soul,
two parts of me
missing her madly….
this missing thing so insane!

the wall writings are clear
what is happening here
yet she knows i still hold back
for unknown reasons
despite not wanting to
as fear remains a
forceful enemy

as tears slide from my eyes
i hold “Rose” in my hand
to find that energy,
that strength
from this smooth little piece
of her world, like her shirt
now covering my nakedness

restless sleep finally finds me
only to wake to emptiness
once again,
reaching out to no one
craving her soft hands touching me
feeling her warm skin wrapped
in spoon-fashion behind me

counting the minutes
‘til this emptiness
will be replaced once again
by her presence in my life
hoping i, one day,
will release the fear
of love

~wicked~

one night

***INSTRUMENTAL VERSION***

“Halo” is playing on the stereo.
her arms around me, now move
gently away from me.
in place, her strong hands, long fingers,
caressing every part of me,
outside, inside, everywhere.
while warm, wet, desirous kisses
sweep the soft curves of
this wanton vessel of
flesh, blood, soul, breath.

body heat rises, breath hastens to
lustful reactions at even
the mere thought of her touch,
her savouring of me.
every single lonesome molecule
rises to the occasion as
electrifying vibrations shudder
from head to curling toes.

desires remain uncontrollable to this
shared lust and hunger between us.
two bodies, bathed in the wetness of
sensual, carnal sex tinged with the
subtle delicacy of making luv
as time escapes us in these
tranquil moments of pure bliss.

when she finally releases me,
an overwhelming demand of
tears escape this sated soul,
a moment of weakness in this
afterglow of exhaustion.
the complexities of this emoting
not understood as tangled feelings
of joy and sadness leave me
curling into her warmth for comfort.

© ~wicked~


***Luv Me In The Morning***

sexual tension

i feel her heat,
her passion,
her hunger
with each stare
of her eyes
upon me

my heart races
body weakens
face blushes
to insane images of her
wantings

and
mine

her curiosity of exploring me is
not quite understood
by me…..
i continue to
wonder
what drives this intense interest in
me

why
me?

this ‘thing’ as we call it,
a game between friends,
a fun game
yet
also
a dangerous game

where hearts can
collide
crash
burn

where jealousy can
emerge
squander
deplete

or

this game can bring
pure joy
unbridled passion
sated exhaustion

only time will tell
how the game will play

© ~wicked~

web

she spins a delicate web of
seduction
around
me

luring me to her lair of
hungry
sexual
prowess

disquieting visions my constant companion
body trembling
heart pounding
breath quickening

feeling her every touch through my
fantasies
eyes
skin

every nerve of my body alive
searing
burning
wanting

until
true reality
rears
its
ugly
head

jolting me back savagely expelling
thoughts
visions
hunger

until

she
contacts
me
again

her seductive interest like a hammer
chiselling
chipping
sculpting

devilish sparkling eyes smiling away my
convictions
rationale
fear

with strong yet gentle hands she
caressing
touching
stroking

as she knows it’s only a
matter
of
time

until….

or
is
it

© ~wicked~