Filtered light beckons me to movement
Dust motes swirl in the air
Muscles sore, straining against memory
Reaching up across the distance
The vast emptiness of cool sheets
Stretching to find submission
Compliant softness, arms welcoming
Hips unhinged with yes
No more as breath hitches
Fingers curl around silk and silver
No more, but yes whispered
In the morning
Valentine, 5 October 2014
QBG_Tilted Tiara 
Ohhh so lovely. ..
Thank you! I am truly enjoying your daily Pinups
Awww bless. I love them as well, usually sexy without nudity so your imagination can work its magic. Love that.
Another Exquisite tasteful enticement… 🙂 you write these so well Val. 🙂
Thank you Sue, I test the waters with these. See where they lead.
You are excellent at poetic expression
thank you Ian. I am still working through my voice. I so very much appreciate all the positive feedback.
Amazing poem, Valentine. Never read one so sensual before. Good capturing!
Thanks my friend. I am learning to write things.
Hips unhinged with yes**
Love that line. xxxxxxxxxx
Thank you my friend, it was the only yes there was.
XX00
LOVE the “straining against memory” image! So incredibly powerful!
Hugs from Ecuador,
Kathy
This is lovely! 😀
Thank you, I appreciate you commenting.
As frank mentioned, you certainly have a way with sensual posts 🙂
Thank you Andy.
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Thank you My
You have a gift with sensual prose …. and off to another cold shower. 😉
Thank you Frank, but I say grab the wife and take her dancing!
😉
Good idea!!!