Will I ?

Will I embarrass you if I ask if I could make love to you?
I will lay you down on a bed of rose petals made just for us two

Will I cause you to blush as I remove your clothes?
I will look you in the eyes, and then kiss you on your nose

Will I cause you to close your eyes when I kiss your lips?
I will pull you real close, my hands holding your hips

Will I cause you to shiver as I kiss you from head to feet?
I will pause for a moment at intervals, to admire your beauty and greet

Will I cause you to tremble as I taste the essences of your love?
I will create a synergy between our worlds as I release and free your dove

Questions I am asking because this is what I want to do
Make love to you all day and night, with unbridled passion that is true...

Please Stay

Now you will think that what has happened to me in this very first day of the new year. Have i gone wild,dirty and insane ? So its right here that I’ve been struggling with the muses for years now, and last night I forced myself to mess with words until I had something. It’s not much, but it’s not nothing either. And this first day of this new year is what i felt the right moment to express myself so that this year i would have more dreams - hopefully with....

Fingers too twitchy
to put keys to keyboard
wanting to dig 'deep'
into your flesh
typed with impressions
bruises of grip

Body too tense
to vocalize desire
wanting to pierce
to cum into you
the totality of
my need

Word-deserted
I speak instead
with concussions
The sharp sound
of bodies
in impact

Read what I can’t write
Hear what I can’t say
And stay

Please Stay

The Endless Search

Literally love this poem which i read some tym back.  It comes under erotic poetry and i am seriously a big fan of this kind of erotic writing. Hats off to the poet's vision, thought, the depth over sex, love and eroticness in human life.

Seeing myself as some integral part
of  all that looks to love as a solution,
aching to find significance of the heart
and puzzled by its threatened dissolution.

Trying to preserve the present  wastes
our time and effort.  Change isn’t tradable,
whether  memories  of a lover’s tastes
or  his desire for you,  it’s not evadable.

In our city’s waste of streets and houses
huddling  behind our walls and fences
we miss the presence of  our hoped for spouses
cut off from love by our own  defences.

Yet there’s a need that can not be denied
as each one needs to find a mate
a lover or a mistress from outside,
to end the loneliness of staying celibate.

Will You Come ?

while I struggle to find myself
trillions thoughts puts flowers in my mind
after months, years out of contact
a friend calls on my cell
with unspoken pain in her voice
i just listend and asked

will you come?

if you’ll come,
i’ll be resting in une roseraie,
gowned in shades of rosy petals
lying on the bed of romantic roses

if you’ll come
i’ll hear you through the mango trees
that weave the skies like timber lace
or make tasty food

if you’ll come
i call to you past funnel-clouds
the way a cuckoo boasts with chatter
and beats his happy wing

if you’ll come
i’ll drape myself across your soul
the way the river rushes stones,
until their jaggedness is smooth

if you come
i’ll sing a thousand songs, sweet
as butterflies that land on naked shoulders
on a rainy days

if you’ll come to me
i’ll know my days were half the sum,
an interlude with death, when born again
on the day you come.

You Taught Me

Just sitting idle and was enjoying reading some poetry. There i came across this poem full of romance and emotions. Rather than i should say some true and very rare emotions that are not found in today's world. I hope that it will make you think about your thinking about love too...

I wanted a mansion once... that is until I met you,
Now the only place I want to live is inside your heart
I once desired diamonds... until I met you,
Now the only sparkle I need comes from within
I used to crave the finest clothing... until I met you,
Now I want not a single thread to separate our bodies
I once coveted a fancy car... until I met you,
Now I want nothing that would put miles between us
I once prayed for money... until I met you,
Now I want none of the things money can buy
I once yearned for a sense of security... until I met you,
Now my only security comes is knowing you are near
I once dreamt of a prestigious job... until I met you,
Now I find my success in knowing that you are happy
I once asked for the world on a silver platter... until I met you,
Now you are my world and I want for nothing but your touch
Loving you has been my teacher; you taught me not to want
Being with you has been my discovery; you are all that I need
Finding you has been my salvation, I now understand grateful
But perhaps of most importantly...
Your love in return has been my everything

- Teresa Weimer -

She - The Source of all inspirations in my life :)

One day i just thought of writing something for her. So just gave it a thought and scribbled something for her. Hope she will like it. I don't know if i am wrong or right but whatever i have written is just from the depth of my heart and its mixed with all those feeling that i felt after she told me the truth. I can't define her in words rather i must say that there are no more words in the dictionary that can define her and her love but just can try by saying this much that she is simply and truly lovable, admirable, angelic, charismatic, inviting, darling, appealing, presentable, flattering, delicious, dreamy, heavenly, lucious, sexy, suave, fascinating, incredible, marvelous, irresistable, prodigious, alluring, classy, delicate, attractive, alarming, graceful, beauteous, gorgeous, pretty, glamorous, devoted, seductive, emotional, skillful, provocative, smart, enchanting, delightful, homely, enjoyable, passionate, rare, subtle, soft, affectionate, respectable, tempting, stunning, astonishing, breathtaking, impressive, magnificent, mind-blowing, wonderful, lovely, pleasing, awesome, ravishing, sentimental, tasty, wondrous, tender, winning, pulchritudinous, cherishing, magnetizing, pleasant, nice, wild, sublime, lusty, worshiped, pleasing, delightful, amazing, adorable, honest, healthy, tolerable, patienceful, splendid, ideal, statuesque, wonderful, .....!!! human personality i would ever know on this earth...don't know what else to write here so ..... the words are less but not the least so that's it for now :)

She is kind
The only angel i can find
She is bold
With that 'Goddess' soul
She is hot
Like a volcanic pot
She is cold
Like those antarctic icey molds 
She is sweet
Like the choclates i eat
She is sour
Like an old wine i love to pour
She has all the salt
That makes me love her without any fault
She is pure addiction
That i can't cure
She has all the beauty
That love can hold
She has all the colors
A rainbow can show
She has all the love
That it needs to grow
She has all the notes
A song can sing
She has all the depth
An ocean can bring
The prettiest feeling
Ever on earth is loving She
The softest cushion
You feel is She
She makes life like
Starry skies with shining moon
Dipped in She's
Shining mesmerizing eyes
The warm tug
Here and there you feel
The power to do and
The power to heel
She becomes
The desire to live
She becomes
The desire to give
The most passionate
Feeling ever on earth
Is the desire to give
And the desire to love you She ?
So 'Love Me' but
With Sincerity, Devotion and Purity
Be your love stand by you and shine
Always remaining
Honest, True and Divine...

Maybe i can't speak this much when she is in front of me and stay speechless but in my scribbles can say a lot more than i can even dream of with open eyes. I can't say anything else now. This just concludes my day for today :)

Beyond Forgetting

I just felt that i need to share this with you...it is such a beautiful poem by Rolando Carbonnel which dates back in the 70s. I hope you'll like it...

For a moment I thought I could forget you. For a moment I thought
I could still the restlessness in my heart.
I thought the past could no longer haunt me nor hurt me.
How wrong I was!
For the past, no matter how distant, is as much a part of me as life itself.
And you are part of that life.
You are so much a part of me, of my dreams,
my early hopes, my youth and my ambitions
that in all my tasks I can't help but remembering you.
Many little delights and things remind me of you.
Yes, I came. And would my pride mock my real feelings?
Would the love song, the sweet and lovely smile on your face,
be lost among the deepening shadows?
I have wanted to be alone.
I thought I could make myself forget you in silence and in song...
And yet I remembered.
For who could forget the memory
of the once lovely, the once happy world such as ours?
I came because the song that I kept through the years is waiting to be sung.
I cannot sing it without you.
The song when sung alone will lose the essence of its tune,
because you and I had been one.
I have wanted this misery to end, because it is part of my restlessness.
Can't you understand?
Can't you define the depth and the tenderness of my feelings towards you?
Yes, can't you see how I suffer in this even darkness without you?
You went away because you mistook my silence for indifference.
But silence, my dear, is the language of my heart.
How could I essay the intensity of my love
when silence speaks a more eloquent tone?
But, perhaps, you didn't understand...
Remember, I came because the gnawing loneliness is there
and will not be lost until the music is sung, until the poem is heard,
until the silence is understood....until you come to me again.
For you alone can blend the music and memory
into one consuming ecstasy.
You alone...

The Scars of Love

do the scars of love ever really heal
do they change your mind about the way you feel
do they stay forever locked inside your mind
do they ever leave and leave the past behind
do they stay a lifetime will they ever go
do they ever heal will we ever know

August

What wondrous life is this I lead!
Ripe love drops about my way;
The luscious clusters of her hug
Upon me do crush her bliss;
Your soft hands mesmerizing
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on thoughts as I pass
Ensnared with flowers, I fall in her arms.