Warning – Adult Over 18



Whispers across my soul, you said you wanted to see me naked

                You asked me, how it feels to be this open

I couldn’t answer, my voice caught by breathlessness

                My lips swollen, bee stung and bitten

Silk rubs against my eyes, my wrists; naked I am exposed to you

                I feel the warmth of your gaze as it travels the length of me

Naked, you wanted me exposed; open to each intimate touch

                Unable to shrink away you hold me still, tracing my ribs

                                Up my thigh across my hip, flattening your palm against my stomach

Be still; stop moving you tell me as instinctively I try to twist away

                You ask again, how it feels to be this open

I have no answer but the soft moan that escapes as you touch the most sensitive parts of me

Your breath heats my skin as your hand smooth’s up my inner thigh

                I fall apart naked from the inside out, exposed to you

Without secrets, one final touch I shatter into thousands of pieces spinning wildly

Be still you say as your fingers spread across my most secret spaces

Silken cords loosen, my hands fall free and I reach for you first

          Be still you say, don’t you want to see as you remove the silk from my eyes

                                You ask again, how it feels to be this open

                I can only reach for you, to show you what you have shown me

Valentine, 29-March-2014


  1. Val this was very sensuous.. Phew.. I think I need a glass of water to cool down LOL.. or something!.. 🙂 Did you know its now the age when the feminine is coming into her own.. So many are now daring to publish their thoughts… This was an excellent opener Val… 🙂

  2. Wow. Beautiful, Val. Simply beautiful.

  3. Gray Dawster says:

    Another delicious glimpse into your world of erotica
    and what a pleasurable read, I hope you will be showing
    us a lot more of these scripts my dear friend 🙂

    Wow wicked or what? 😉

    Have a lovely weekend and
    be good, though judging from
    these two gems that might be
    more difficult than imagined 😉

    Andro xxxx

  4. Have you been reading my thoughts, Val? This is one that I would read aloud. To myself. I get it. I feel it. I love it.

  5. Ironic how a silk blindfold actually makes this person feel more open. I love the imagery. This is very exotic and sensual.

  6. The adjectives in the previous comments are spot on … vulnerable, yet forthright … Sensual, yet tepid …. Subtle, yet deep …. and hopefully helpful in your journey forward.

    • Some of these Frank, have been in a journal for a very long time. Others are being written now. I am not going to reveal which are which, I simply decided I would begin adding them to the mix.

  7. Open? I wonder if human beings can be completely open with each other even under such pleasurable circumstances? There is always a little bit of us we keep to ourselves isn’t there?

    • I think, maybe if there is a degree of privacy (blindfold) we might allow more vulnerability. If we trust enough to be bound, more vulnerability. That is the ‘open’.

      It is always an issue of trust, isn’t it Ian.

  8. This is outstanding. Sensual and so very good. 😉

  9. You’ve got a real knack for sensual poetry Val! 🙂

  10. Open indeed yet subtle enough and very sensual this Val thank you for sharing. 🙂

  11. Jueseppi B. says:

    Reblogged this on The ObamaCrat™.

  12. Jueseppi B. says:

    😉 😎

  13. Oooh. Nice

  14. This is so very sensual, Val – my, such a tasteful piece. To be open and vulnerable – takes immense trust.

    Peace and blessings,

    • Journals that have remained private for a very long time are hard to open up. Time to open the last private space Eric, new freedom I think.

      Thank you, you commenting in a positive light means a great deal to me.


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