March 15, 2013
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saw. NSFW
tis another retread. suffer. I offer up a shape poem you will notice because I said look like the rasping teeth of lust biting through our souls. it needn’t trip your trigger but i tried then as now to do just that. enjoy, I’m off to cook a corned beef roast in scintilating suspedts of vegetation, taco somewhere in ther and try to waste a few family planning devices tomorrow evening. yes to sin. asshole even security tagged them and as usuall it’s a cute check out girl you get to show the rubber box too fuck. the origianal oriface oops naughty word the original impetess is outo woo the love affair lost horrifically that’s the truth sorry if it offends don’t embarassment place this before someone who chose better for herself yeah it still hurts yearish later but that isn’t the point.. the point is it is the truth we all want. without further ado…saw.
saw.
attired in only truth
I stand before you honestly
With all the storms that rage within
eyes flashing lightning offers for the future
if only the light reflects that offer within your eyes.
you ask for directions
as to answer I plainly point
follow with my eyes to my desire
they're alight upon your magic fires
The truth can touch
both with that of a gentleness-
how a fingertip caressing your creases
or perhaps the lips kisses whispering pleases
The truth can touch
also with a clenched grasp
a need of some desperation
afraid to accept the secret why
as hinted knives drop upon your ears
The breezes mingle
the red sweat of fears
oranged regrets borne
the white obvious of truth
the blue of lingering years
the yellow beauty friendship
and the green solace soothing
with purple's chance of enlightenment
each color shimmers
across the moments of you
how lavendered hair dances it's shrug
how your small of your back aches to display
forward your saucy smile catching who's caught looking
you know, all of what you got going on below your beltline?
to gently encircle
to move within you passion
of how I'd like to explore desire's fashion
of how you can breathe out your need in a gasp
as I grasp a hold of you
how you squirm not away but closer
to be explore with each and every touch
to shout silently I too have hold of you at last
a gentle nibble
tasting the nape of your neck
where desire's pools just moments below
arch closer closer exposing your lusting needs
I can't help but here the gasp you let the secret escape
it is time to question
the answers of your eyes
I'm looking for hope's brightness
I'm trying not to steal your secret sighs
I see room to steal a kiss hello not goodbye
shining and cool
with a moisture sweet
the promises continue
please need me as if whispered
and don't ask how what where when and why
the trailing lips glide
just down your jaw line
a breath pulled in from your chin
seems to shudder within you a truth
is your ears need for a nibble from my tooth
gone for now is the need
the need to speak of love
but of exploring your treasure
no asked why but of yes or no in your eye
closer still I press
testing for meanings
within each stroked caress
one of how gently flowing and fine -
your hair flowing like a rive through these hands
or how my hand promises
to stir your pools of desires
gently circling and kneading
with a tongue tracing nipple medallions.
a kiss upon the zenith
of your solar plexus arched
gently jiggling desires above
tracing again just why you move around
a kis now for your heart
how it must beat in it's cage
the glistening of your skin glowing
and how you rise and fall within each breath
how each should without finger seek s to hold on tight
a kiss as I trace
the similarity of symmetry
of two hills and a valley deep
of how smooth your landscape is
found again a fountain head on which to drink
how you back ungulates
to accommodates waves of air
and also of the needs there
time drifts
slowly away-
Comments (23)
*Applauds*
very well written —- or in Mae talk Just too cool
@silveranstavern - waves both hello and thank you!
@SisterMae -
Thank you, Mrs. Mae! – 
– so kind of you to say.
Wow.. Mr Starman….. This poem totally has it going on. Good one. peace always
erotic poetry. *drools*
@peacenow - just to prove I’m worth a surprise now and then
thank you much Ma’am.
@sleekpeek - i figured you’d like to see something different of me than the usual twist of phrase.
Depth of emotions. Vibrant with color. Warm with passion. A beautiful, romantic write.
HUGS to you, Starman!
@AdamsWomanFell - you took that from the margins!
thank you for the words you.
yep, we are in the same boat
@godfatherofgreenbay - heh. C’iest La Vie!
Erotic requires a light touch, and this poem does, indeed, “have it going on.” Very much enjoyed.
S
@SandraErickson - thank you.
Very good I will give you a two thumbs up
I loved this the first time I read it…and I’m still loving it. Your words here leave the reader with vibrant images and stirred emotions.
Now, I’m going to turn on the ceiling fan.
HUGS!!!
wowza. this is so beautiful. i need to read this again when my brain is fully connected. again and again.
and again,.
@SisterMae - that could be an entendre trap or a compliment
I’ll take it as a compliment 
thanks Mae!
@adamswomanback - aww thanks. I would like to know the room needs enviromental adjustment.
@promisesunshine -
let me know if you need a monitor wipe 
@starmanjones - i licked it.
@promisesunshine -
hand over monitor wipe 
.. grand afternoon. the oven’s on, the shower beckons this gets me huge hunk of meat sieared and simmering so I can store the chance is an evenin meet as well. hope for me I know my town. I have at hand the bs go to’s like a plate of nachos. but there is also aligator tail. there is sushi, there is toastadas instead of nachos which are prettier. if i must cook again there is fish toastadas there is napaleons….with champagne. I mean if I have to cook and I’m not incapable obviously.. I have tasty stuffs too. there onion rings.
ok! off for a cold shower
very well done, star man. oxoo