sammijay's blog: "Sammi's Poems"

Heartbroken beautiful pieces of the past shattered torn broken on the floor try to move on but the heavy chains hold strong chains that were once your warm embrace they imprison me now to soak in my misery and loneliness in the dark dungeon of the lost cold damp lonely it swallows me whole swirling in my memories of you and me those soft lips endearing eyes sweet smile all turning slowly to sobs glares and frowns What was so alive what had such warmth is now but a cold dead corpse rotting slowly in my mind The love and joy i used to know the laughs we shared the love we made all vaporized within one pathetic moment and the love that took so long to build all destroyed burned crushed in a lightning flash Pat, i will always love you even if you don't love me. I am heartbroken.

If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine... Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.

Confusion Anxiety Anger and Pain Despair Hatred Isn't it all the same? Turmoil Anguish Pity and Revenge Spurn Condemn When is it going to end? Loneliness Heart ache Must I be disturbed? Desolate Forlorn Will I always be alone? There you will be. I'll be able to taste the angel's teardrops.

Tender skin, soft under my finger tips. Dark eyes that watch my touch, closing only when overtaken by pleasure. A pretty face, framed in soft hair. Unpainted lips, responsive to my gentle kiss. Full round breasts, youthfully eager for attention. Each nipple firming to my loving touch. Soft smooth skin, tender on inner thighs. Shapely legs open to my gentle persuasion. Delicate secrets revealed, hungry to know more of love, Wet with passion's sweet nectar tender to a lover's touch. Oh dear woman, your heart is precious, Your spirit soars When desire overwhelms you. Oh sweet lady, my desire for you consumes me. To know your heart And fly high with your spirit. Hold me closely and touch me in gentle ways. Receive in return the gifts of my love and desire for you. Let's be together for this brief time we walk this path. Let's learn of joy and take fond memories when we part.

We danced as lovers dance to music only we had heard. A hot beat to which we moved in perfect time, with perfect synch. Unhurried though each driven on, both knowing how the dance would end. We shared the lead as the tempo quickened. You followed me, I followed you, each wanting that conclusion as ageless passion demands its due. Our cries loud as bodies yield, sounds from deep within escaped to alert close neighbors to the simultaneous climax of our dance. The music softened, mellow in its final strains. We curled together our contented bodies, our cries at last subdued, and only now a gentle purring. In this quietness our muffled moans yell out a thousand words of utter joy, in celebration of our dance, in recognition of our love. We laughed and played a while although our dance had ended. Naked, you fed me grapes -- a piece of chocolate pressed to my lips, combining with the sweetness of your essence that still lingered in my mouth. Bodies young, if but in our minds, still needing gentle caring touch still needing tender lasting love. The beat has changed, soft music now, after the dance is over.

Bodies warm with passion's heat pressed together in hungry embrace. Intertwined we move as one, synchronizing to the inner beat of desire's baton. The erotic rhythm of hips in motion thrusting in time with the melody that steals its way from the depths of our most primitive selves. A harmony of sounds unintelligible, voiced only by passionate lovers. Bodies warm with passion's heat, hard dancing to the music of love.

From where I lie, nestled between your tender thighs I see stretching out before me the spectacular landscape of your beautiful body. My nose is surrounded by the untrimmed bush that sprouts upon a bony ridge. Unseen, my tongue has found the fountain of your womanhood and your earthy taste is sweet within my mouth. My eyes travel across the flat plain of your soft stomach, lingering at that shallow crater where a small gold ring decorates the rim most distant from me. It is a rolling meadow to the lush foothills of your breasts. Small firm mountains, a matched set, twin peaks each topped with its own perky nipple sitting alert as though calling out for attention. Beyond the mountains your chest and neck display the warm reddish flush that signals your arousal, like flowers announcing the coming of spring. My eyes travel over your chin, finding full lips that reveal nothing of your intense inner pleasure, save a small upturning of each corner. Your eyes are tightly closed as you look deep within. Golden hair provides a wispy frame for your lovely face as you are swept up in the avalanche of your arousal. Your face reveals no recognition of my presence, for you are swallowed up in the ecstacy of your sexual pleasures. As I now concentrate on my pleasure in giving to you, I close my eyes, for I have captured the landscape of your body. Your indelible image is imprinted on my mind and in fantasy, I will swallow you up. My mouth will consume you, taking you in and you becoming a part of me and I of you until the plains heave up, the mountains shake, and the bodyscape before me erupts with the fury buried within the deepest strata of your passionate soul.

Cradled between your tender thighs I lift you to my mouth. The abundance of your wetness greets me and my mouth overflows with your warm essence. Your sweet taste is on my tongue and your fragrance delights my senses. No gentle lick this visit. No bashful cautious approach For I wish to consume you. Push against my hungry mouth As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals. Thrust against my generous tongue. Show me the power of your desire for my oral caress. My exploring tongue lifts the hood and finds your smooth firm pearl. You squeal in that unique way, signaling that I have found your special spot. I harden in response. My jaws protests what my open mouth provides but I am unrelenting in my gift, intent only on your fulfillment. I feel your body tense, and you are quiet now... Concentrating... bearing down. Soon now my love, ecstasy approaches. You push hard and fast against my tongue, shameless in using me and I so willingly comply until you cry out... and in your satisfaction, I will find mine, But mine will be the greater.