Temptation you bring to me,And taunt and tease the depth of my libido.Is it a twist of fate or the lure of your erotic power? I, captured; Oh conquered,Completely enchanted by your titillating flesh,Surrendered to the erotic weapons you have brought to bear. Now the master of my lust,The scent of carnal pleasures, your seduction.I seek your face, the kiss of your lips, the drip of your honey. My soul you surely raptured,D...

I'd buy you wine and flowers.I'd take you out for dinner.I'd take you somewhere ice-skating,even though I'm a beginner.I'd get you some posh chocolatewith your favourite choice of filling.I'd take you to a moviewhere that guy you like's top billing.I'd run a steaming bath for youwith oils, softly scented.I'd shrug my shoulders and just smileif you said the car was dented.I'd read romantic poetryto you while we're in bed.I...

My Valentine A word that is so misconstrued in the world today, Life and the world has us looking the wrong way. We never celebrated like the rest of the world, Our day is everyday and that's what it should. To say that I enjoy the cliche part of the holiday is false, Hallmark would say that it's just for us. Now this is not to say that I do not adore my wife, She is my soul mate and what I live for in life. She makes me...

A silly face for another,Conversation sans the words.Just eyes to speak a million stories,Like the million fireflies that float above me. Who are you? What have you done to me?It doesn't matter when you stand before me.An empty soul - A field of butterflies,Your fingertips graze across mine. Darkness falls and lightens a caution.Every move, breath, and thought,Echoing down the empty highway.A bus full of sleeping eyes, on...

I find that when I'm lost I miss your voice. I miss your smile, your pretend style your banter. I miss your laughter It's been a while. I miss your conversation I miss your look, I miss that motivation. That concentration as you cooked for me. (When you cooked for me.) I miss your chatter, I miss your smell. I miss the way I'm still half-way under your spell. I miss the way you took yourself away. I miss the memories of y...

What I feel is no frivolous fourteenth day cliché. No way honey, no way! I won’t speak those too-common words you expect.That approach I vigorously reject. No drugstore-card red-inked words that begin with “L”.You giggle and grin. “What else?” You say. Well…..? No bouquet of thorn-stalked flowers red, or peach, or pink.“What then?” You muse. You’re confused I think. Wondrous gazing at the diamond-sprinkled black night sky...

Valentine amour, is golden as the sun in the morning Precious as a child’s vision of life, so caring Valentine, is given to a special sweetheart The amour we impart Valentine proclaim, for all to see, Amour It float in the air so pure Valentine, say “Will You Be Mine” Life will be divine Our souls are entwine My Valentine Amour is thine Valentine, is true The first was so new That, we just knew A dream had come true Valen...

(This is a true story while some small details have been changed to protect the "not so innocent".) February 14, 2014 Valentine’s Day and I’m stuck working a 12-hour shift. I look at my watch and start counting down the hours until my break. I’m just dying to check my phone. This is my first Valentine’s Day that I actually could have plans. If only I could check my damn phone. I can’t wait any longer. I lie and tell my bo...

As those here at Lush who know me already know, I’m twice divorced. And things haven’t been good at all with my third husband these past 8 or 9 years. As in, I can barely stand him, and I have a separate bedroom. But my second divorce nearly bankrupted me, so I won’t go through that again in a third divorce. I love sex and still want it and need it, so I’ve had a series of lovers over the last few years. The latest, Dave,...