Weightless in a stream of consciousness
My thoughts turn inward
Unfettered by constraints
Reaching for my own desires
Unbound by conventions
My breath whispers want and please
Yearnings long forgotten
Wrap wrists in cool silk
While satin chills bare skin
Bound by need
I rise up to your demand, now
For Me
Valentine, 18 October 2014
QBG_Tilted Tiara 
Val this is yet another Masterpiece of silkiness within your Now thoughts 🙂 Brilliantly scripted 🙂
Thank you, I enjoyed this one too. It captured my fleeting thoughts on something nearly intangible.
Sensual and sultry, I feel like I ought to be lighting candles and setting the mood before reading your poetry. More, please!
Thank you Monica, candles yes.
I could practically feel the rush of satin whispering against my skin, and the look of my lover’s eyes penetrating me. Very nicely done.
Thank you Mark, that is the intent, I want others to feel.
S . e . n . s . u . a . l. ❤
😉
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Hi Valentine. Your poem is beautiful and deeply sensual. It is lovely. Hugs, Barbara
Thank you Barbara. Most of my poetry expresses that side of me, for some reason that is where it comes out. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.
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Thank you always thank you.
Reach for yourself and breathe deeply x
Or hold our breath for that dreamed for release, for me now
Passionate, As always..!
Thank you Andy, passionate? Well yes, I suppose the heart does speak its mind
I hope that’s okay? 🙂