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Ruin me

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Ruin me

with thoughts

that seduce my inhibitions

peel the clothes from my body

and have me dancing to the sensuous song

you have sung

the movement within me

answering

untamed

and wanton

.

Ruin me

with words

that adore me

and make love to me

as though they were

your hands

your lips

your tongue

your body

.

Ruin me

slowly

tantalizingly

achingly

in the way that you know I yearn for

.

Ruin me

devastate me

ravage me

…and then begin again

from the beginning

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Man of the sea

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He is my man of the sea.

My Poseidon.

Reigning over me

trident in hand

steely eyed gaze

and proud stance.

He keeps me his captive

without words.

My soul responding to the fury

within him

a storm brewing

of tidal proportions.

He is confident and sure

aware of his dominion

of his seductive lure.

His trident making the earth shake with its power.

But it takes only a word from him

to set me to trembling

every part of me aching

to lose myself in this fathoms deep yearning.

His goddess of the sea.

The object of his deepest desires.

The woman he’s waited a lifetime for

to finally unleash the power beneath the waves

knowing I will match him

swell for swell.

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*This is not a new post but someone reminded me of it and it is one of my favorites so I thought I’d give it another bash.

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A slow build

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Anticipation.

There is something to be said

for waiting

for savouring the moments that lead to that

singular moment.

It is the heightened response

you cannot help but be infused with.

Touched

again and again

eliciting a craving

for more and more.

A feeling of almost being out of control

a spiralling upward

that creates a delicious tension

upon your skin

as though you are a violin string

strung tight.

Thrummed

hard

and left vibrating.

Your note

singing out

desperately yearning

for the notes

that follow…

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Sentimental stirrings

Waylaid by sentimental stirrings

as unintentional memories

are found folded in my pocket.

The faint scent of those yesterdays

clinging to the paper,

the creases telling a tale of yearning

and regard,

when words were the currency

of our affections

and the way we held each other close

through the night.

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Cool quiet

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The cool quiet of the night

fills with the fervour of

decadent dreams.

Desire saturates the mind

with breathless imaginings

as skin dances

with the heat of arousal.

This is the time that I wait for.

The time that I can unbutton my mind

and let my fingers follow

imagining that they are yours.

Yearning for the day

that they might be.

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Impure breath

There are nights that I ache

for that which I can only imagine.

My yearning increasing

with every rise and fall

of the sun.

A longing to learn the mortal language 

your hands would teach my body.

My impure breath

tasting of your name

in desperate pleas.

My profane thoughts

becoming a silent invocation

to your darkest

desires.

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A single word

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A single word

from him

left her flustered

with a blush

that spread across her cheeks

and down her slender throat

painting her

with a yearning

that she did not understand

with a longing

that she did not expect

and with a dark desire

that spoke to her

without words.

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