Poem/story of forbidden love,its budding,fruitage,and eating….

happy ramadan

He laid on the creaking old bed,

she hungrily kissed his moist thick lips,

his strong hands lifted her by her hips,

raising her high above his head…..

Clenched her hands around the iron headrest,

lowered her gently onto himself,

his face nuzzled into her breasts,

she gave a low throaty pleasurable laugh…..

They came together as one,

wrapping their arms around each others sides,

looked forward to a night of fun,

their smiles of approval they couldn’t hide…..

Couldn’t believe the exquisite sensation,

wanted him more and more,

they started to move in slow motion,

she was burning to the very core…..

Threw her head into the air,

she was now more receptive,

she felt no pain or fear,

the mounting intensity became more active…..

The last few years of lonely nights and tears,

of lost love and trust,

of self pity doubts and fears,

was about to be laid in the swirling dust…..

She screamed in the affirmative like never before,

as she was hit by wave after wave,

all niceties went out the door,

felt like she died and lying in her grave…..

She collapsed upon him in a mess,

their sweating bodies gasping for air,,

she’d never felt such tenderness,

he showed consideration and care…..

In a while he gently kissed her hair,

along her body his large fingers tracked,

squeezing her breasts made her stir,

gently rolled her onto her back…..

Her tears flowed in torturous sweet pain,

their loving sounds echoed round the room,

she welcomed him again and again,

soon they would erupt in a thunderous boom…..

They couldn’t stop they wouldn’t rest,

the old bed would twang throughout the night,

there’s no restraint when you’ve found the best,

in moments of bliss who cares whats right…..

The night listened to their sounds of love,

the mountain applauded from above,

the winds blew gently tonight,

and the walls of the cabin sang out with delight…..

though she had lost in death as a wife,

he made her feel like a woman again,

gave her back her crown of life,

she had finally conquered one of her mountains………to be continued…………

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Comments (10)
  • 8Shei8 on Feb 23, 2010

    You captured the beautiful releases of tension and anticipation so sensuously!

  • chellsy on Feb 23, 2010

    lovely poem

  • Jenny Heart on Feb 23, 2010

    Speechless!

  • Stan Wilson on Feb 24, 2010

    Thank you 8Shei8 for your very thoughtful comments here,and yes you are right the tension,the frustrations,the anxiety,and longing and the unknown had finally come to its climax.you could almost feel for them both the release,of such emotional build up…and i guess for the readers too…no w we can all relax and get on with life…well sort of….

  • Stan Wilson on Feb 24, 2010

    Jenny is that speechless speechless,or is it really speechless speechless…???

  • albert1jemi on Feb 24, 2010

    well written

  • monica55 on Feb 24, 2010

    Very sensuous and steamy.
    Monica.

  • papaleng on Feb 24, 2010

    Excellent!!!! the plot is vividly detailed that captures the imagination of the readers.

  • sambhafusia on Feb 25, 2010

    excellent share…thought provoked greatly.thanks for sharing.

  • Cynthia Cox on Feb 26, 2010

    A colleraboration well deserving of our beauty of the beast in this Mountain of Love romance. Your writing ability shines through once again. A fairy tale from the inside out:)

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