Showing posts with label surrender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surrender. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

And There She Lay


The sensuous one searches the core
for that love still untold.
Search she does underneath bridges
and between the ridges.
Overflowing, melting, sans holds
steps she takes quite bold.
Exploring within, stretching beyond pleasure and pain
heart drenched in tear and rain.
Drop by drop as the drops melt 
warmth from her sure is felt.
Rising above all with hope and despair
the search for remorseless love seems fair.

Tussled hair and classy flair
nothing more she has to bare.
Cries and moans ring the air
tossed and turned with lustful tear.
Beauty and the beast all within
for once together writhing.
Finale sure does she reach
with all boundaries breached.
 Still breathing in silky moist
no language can tell this twist.
An experience her very own
in complete surrender she had thrown.

Everything is for her to keep
pain and pleasure for her to reap.
With nothing to lose and nothing to gain
lay she drenched in rain.
Uncontained, unchained and unnamed
there lay bliss untamed.
Shivering, shuddering, spontaneous
everything felt percutaneous.
Squirming as she tries to hold back everything held within
she gave herself for this win.

(inspired by a poetry I read today, I wrote thus...)



Tuesday, August 4, 2009

There She Lay


The lynching mind in fine foray,
witnessed the whispers of a crying angel.
The withered soul in depths did lie,
with wings burnt and fragile.

The touch of the finger
sends streaming waves beneath her skin…
And with tender morsels fit for a stray-
A whim of enchanting ecstasy grasps her.

The shiver that shudders the blooming petals,
with strokes of thorns like guilt pierce.

What a subtle display of a gentle melody!
As vulnerable and tender with sweet surrender,
on her lovers arms she lay.
Bottomline: "Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied, And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted."-Kahlil Gibran