stroking dreams of fire

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Would you believe I am working on a poem of the same subject? Yours puts mine to shame... oh well, back to the drawing/writing board, LOL! can't pick favorites as they are all so very great! Love, Cat

Ann of Norway "I am floating as ash in our wake" This was a quick meeting somehow as one feels you didn't get to know each other much before taking the plunge. Unless it was as a dream. Anything goes then. The Spring breeze lifts the roofer's shirt slightly, revealing his behind.............................Issa (of course!!) A poem about desire that ends so beautifully. Lovely that Jayne. Wishes to all your wishes coming true dear Jayne always Ann.

Made me want to close my eyes and feel your passions burn within. Wow... almost stroked the line, between a good morning and a great morning. lovely erotic read. oozed, with sensuality nice story. simply awesome. have a good nights sleep. Love John.

Not before your mum tucks you in, kisses you on your cheek and says boy are you a spitting image! Lol. Love, Mummy "Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." ~ A Course In Miracles

Can he stay the pace to the third poem???? Seabhac

loved it - quickie or not love judd xxxx

Absolutely beautiful. I especially like the 'skin petals', and 'smoked pearls', I smoke the pearls of inspiration myself :P I stirred the coals in your Dreamtime to ignite Love imagining that, and the word 'Dreamtime', is a poem in itself I think, well exploited. as my fingers brush you ablaze, my lips rub the velvet embers I smile as you arise and then I fire, at your first touch I am floating as ash in our wake I love the poignancy of this dying phoenix. Distinctly Aussie feel to the ending too, with 'Dreamtime, brush, blaze and fire', the outback, the desert, the heat. ~Draki

LMFAO at who left the first comment, Dark, lol. Dear woman, gotta love her and we love you to, dear Enchantress, those muses have been busy or was it Snake. Still, very sensual and written with lust, oops, love. XX Still a dirty girl, lol.

Men now take it easy. JC you should write one solid book on passion in poetry, this fits you to a tee!! I could almost feel this one does as a song of yours, and how I would love to hear it in spoken form. Your a very passionate writer and thanks for taking me on a much better breeze then of late, very warming and lovely gal, Your book will be a success and please I will send you the money for a signed copy. Waiting...passionate poetry is Jayne Chloe, she got it and her husband got it too!! Blessings to you and the whole family in the days ahead. Salute to your son as he also takes his journey I shall pray for him. Tell him to be as safe as he can be. I do not know if he has left yet so only wishing him well. He got to know how much his mother truly loves him and I am sure you tucked a poem away in his bag or two, Love and Hugs to you Mona xoxoxox Learn to live, learn to forgive. Life is too short.

Dear Jayne forgive my lack of exposure to your poetry of late but I'm sure you understand why. Anna is a beautifully sensitive and sensual woman and we melt into each other with a passion that is deeply moving and sealed by our love. She is all woman,. and she makes me feel like a crazed yak-it's good because she needs a lot of yaking. As you know she is like you a strong woman who knows what she wants, and gets it or else(the couch). I am always deeply moved by your sensuous yet deeply sensitive poetry. Your delicate use of metaphor reveals this.I know snake realizes how lucky he is, and if he doesn't there's always the couch.

Seren, I loved your poem, very beautiful, rich vocabulary, and definitely very artistic. It is beautiful to read, the sound of the words alone coupled with your creative combinations of imagery was great. My favorite line was "when your mouth smiled hello". Great job! -Stavroula