Friday, 9 January 2015

Waiting...Lusting...Doing...Being....


he waits below so breathlessly
wondering if she will return
suck on  him till he is dry
lave his nipples with her lips
gorge her tongue inside his mouth

he wonders...



above she hovers like a spider
weaving all her webs
wondering where next to go
whom she can seduce
in ways she knows sublime

drive all men mad
deaf  dumb and blind become
but still they beg for more
stand there so helplessly
lusting



again he comes 
thinking she will return to him
waiting so patiently but all in vain
onto another she has flown

one more beautiful indeed
giving all that she desires
maelstrom of perfected sensuality
strewn like petals in the wind
blowing cross the universe
winging in and through her
vibrations of intensity

and so it is

copyright Carolan Nathan 2015
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