TEMPTATION

Tongue tickling
With the thought
Of trilling you,
Teasing you,
Tempting you

Down and deep
And dirty…

Fingers fidgeting
With a feeling
To frisk you
And find fun
And frolics

Flirt with flesh
and fondle…

Submitting
To a supple session
Of scandal,
Seeking the sinner
To satisfy the senses

Sweaty and sweet
And sexy…

Panting
In part
At the possibility
Of puckering pleasure
Upon the pivotal points

To please, play
And prevoke…

Longing to lock
Lips on lips
And let lust linger
Long enough
To leave us

Light and lived
And longing

For more…

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Candy Floss

I am falling
All around you,
Not sure
Who is more senior
Or sensible.
I thought you needed
To be cradled
In arms
But found it to be
I who was held-
Your fingers running through my hair,
Your breath against my neck,
Your body wrapped around me
And somehow
I am comforted
In this touch-
Too unsure of what it is,
Too young to hold on to.

Yet how could it ever be different;
You are only now learning
What I have known so long,
You are only just tasting
What I have already named.
You are the bountiful
Blossoming
Of youth in all its
Glorious ignorance-
You are all that I once
Put to rest
And yet,
It surprises me, aches me,
At how frequently
I try to shout you more aware,
But I listened not then
Just as you should not now!

I am falling
Foolishly
All around you,
Texting tirelessly
While thoughtlessly
Disregarding the time that divides us
And ignoring how difficult it will be
In time
To separate us.
Perhaps you are
My delightful distraction
In this time of transformation;
My folly
Of frivolous foolishness
Amid
All that is so seemingly
Balanced and structured.
The chaos to calm
My compulsion
To control it all.

You are the whimsical
Carefree laughter,
The kiss of sunshine in the morning-
Deliciously silly and sweet,
The candy floss at the fairground-
Spun purely of sugar and air,
Too tempting not to taste,
Too insubstantial to last for long.

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