A Lusty Tale

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mischif2
mischif2
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A LUSTY TALE

On the morning light of a new day
Came the woman of his dreams, to stay,
She tiptoed in on the dawning light
Intent to show him pure delights,
With wet lips and warm hands she lay,
And gave him welcome in her special way…

On his lips, she planted her own,
Letting slip an anticipatory moan,
She wanted to set his senses on fire,
Wanted to fulfil his every desire,
She felt his eager return,
As she led them where their souls could burn…

She ran her hands down his expectant skin,
Caressing gently the tongue she welcomed in,
She simply savoured him, loving his taste,
Reminding herself there was no need for haste,
She ran her hands across his flesh again,
Her eagerness was hard to contain…

She smiled at him, with a gleam in her eye,
Held him close and let out a contented sigh,
Then began kissing him, on his eyelids, his cheeks, his jaws,
Down his neck and began wanting more,
Across his chest her mouth wandered by,
She felt her senses begin to fly…

She found his nipple with her long tongue,
Suckled it gently as to his body she clung,
Her hands around his body, continued to roam,
Smiling to herself as she heard his moans,
Her hair gleamed radiantly in the morning sun,
And their delights had just begun…

With slow savour she let her hands wander down,
Sliding softly her hand surrounded his crown,
It went caressing down his silken length,
She was utterly taken by the strength,
As her own response made her senses pound,
She knew her own breasts his hands had found…

Her hand traced him proudly, so pleasing,
She let her fingernails trail down him, just teasing,
She caressed him in her warm eager hands,
Let her tongue slide with care to his stand,
She let out a moan of want and needing,
Before her hand and mouth anointed him in greeting…


Her tongue slid down his silken skin with care,
Leaving a wet trail to show she’d been there,
She lavished her mouth in wanton glee,
Devouring him, filling herself with ecstasy,
She felt herself quivering as moans filled the air,
A contented smile as she was taken there…

She felt his hands exploring her then,
Seeking her hot wetness again and again,
She gave herself up to him and his hands,
Until her senses were standing on end,
She felt him shifting, pulling her back up to him,
Rolling her over and begin to kiss her naked skin.

His hands ran across her silken flesh,
She shivered at every tender caress,
He found her nipples and stopped to dine,
She smiled and thought it felt divine,
She felt waves of wonder racing across,
And for a while in sensuality was lost…

She felt his kisses as they sunk below,
Smiling, knowing where he meant to go,
She found his lips supping on her liquid heat,
She felt the tingle as she pushed up to meet,
He smiled at her response, dipping low,
Loving how it made her juices flow…

She shivered on his tongue again and again,
Holding his head as she called out his name,
She was lost in writhing ecstasy,
Her senses skipping and shouting with glee,
She found she felt as though wrapped in flame,
As he covered her with his body and together they came…

She felt as if she was impaled on light,
He loved her warm depths so tight,
And there he lingered in close embrace,
Kissing her passionately, savouring her taste,
Sliding in satiny, velvet delight,
The midday sun outlined them in its light…

Together they moved as their senses sang,
She was completely engrossed in her man,
Wanting to take him as far as she could,
Wanting to make him feel as good,
She ran her fingernails slowly down his spine,
And whispered low, “ Now you are mine”…

He felt her anoint him with wet lips,
As into her mouth she drew his nips,
And his length was sheathed in golden fire,
As she showed him the strength of her desire,
He lost himself in the movement of her hips,
And the passionate caresses of her lips…

In her warm welcome he wallowed,
He felt all control being swallowed,
He knew he could not now cease,
Until he’d reached his own release,
Her rhythmic waves begged him to follow,
He felt her shivers, heard her moans so low…

He knew he couldn’t hold on, he had to go,
He felt his response begin to flow,
She wrapped in flame, took his senses screaming,
Liquid fire, sweat on their bodies gleaming,
His ears ringing with his name, her ohhhhhhhhh,
A feeling of bliss that is hard to know….

A sigh of contentment, a smile so wide,
As she brings him close, caressing his side,
He cradles her head, kisses her hair,
The memory of her touch so near,
The joy on their faces, hard to hide,
Across her warm skin he lets his hands slide…

The afternoon sun casts its pale light,
She smiles as she remembers their sweet delight,
He takes her in his welcome arms,
Once more aware of all her charms,
Ah is such a wonderful sight,
As they once more give their senses up to the night…

Sensual pleasures enjoyed with care,
Warm caresses take them once more there,
Rekindled passions and carnal delights,
They practice ecstasy deep into the night,
Pleasurable moans ring out on the air,
A lusty tale for you to share….

mischif2
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jthserrajthserraabout 20 years ago
Couplets are tough to write

without the rhyme feeling forced. The amount of work you put in here is evident, but you are left with a poem that doesn't flow well. I think if you went with a different rhyme scheme and worked a bit more emjambment into your lines it would be less obtrusive. Read the lines outloud and work them until the flow feels natural. I think if you can do that, the poem will read better for you.

jim : )

YDDYDDabout 20 years ago
Too much of a lusty thing?

Your words and theme are clear.

but some of your rhymes are strained and your meter is not steady.

You have attempted a fairly long poem (for Lit.).

Perhaps it is too long and could be separated into two or three more "contained" works?

The "Yoda speak" also detracts from the quality you could have.

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