Forbidden

Forbidden …

forbidden

 

Between the silk and satin sheets

With hedonistic anxious beats

Amongst the bed posts made of pine

My heart has found a place to dine.

 

My heartbeats rise as we attract,

with lips to form a lover’s pact

Our souls to bind it with their pens

To have a “heart attack” again

 

A drought I’ve had of recent days

Immersed in wine and candle rays,

The thirst for you is paramount

with stiffened denim jeans no doubt.

 

My parched lips need a passion’s cure

The time away from you endured.

To liberate the appetite

of greedy lips to take their flight.

 

We’ve lost the words for making love,

So now I speak in subtle tongues

And knowing all the roads thereof

where pleasure centers live among.

 

I’ve written scripts escaping her,

The treasure map her pleasures were.

None of the like I’d wish to share

How oft her soul I’ve plundered bare

 

It drove me mad, her taboo curves

I longed the nights and yield of words

Forbidding me of countless times

to wake the sun between her blinds.

 

Her trembling hands that never tire

Her hot breath whispering lewd desires

With lit up fires along my skin

my ears on fire from within

 

I prefer the rain in my parades

It’s better wet and on display.

Her name eludes her this occasion

No doubt about the exploration

 

As fingers roam her body’s span

In drawing out poetic plans

With pleasure borne, she fails to breathe

My strength is now of dire need

 

The hands a perfect squeeze of breast,

A trip down low where pleasure nests

And watch her nipples stand up tall

Then pressed her hands upon the wall

 

On steady ground a rock hard storm

Into her loins the steam will form

And to her nest accepts the shape

The pine of ecstasy awaits.

 

We left in there a heaping mess

No sights on where I threw her dress

And me aside her sweating out

skin like slip and slide or thereabout.

Paul Neglia

Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

8 thoughts on “Forbidden

    • February 11, 2018 at 1:25 PM
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      Thank you so much Phyllis. I’m glad you enjoyed this.

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  • February 9, 2018 at 7:59 PM
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    Clever wording and some great phrases Paul, all with a little ‘tongue in cheek’. I love it. Well done my friend.

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    • February 11, 2018 at 1:25 PM
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      Thank you so much Tony. Glad you enjoyed this.

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  • February 10, 2018 at 3:53 AM
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    A true joy to the soul, in imagination reaching far beyond, and reality coerced with fantasy as you deliver a so very well worded and phrased exotic and erotic dish on which to feed the famished senses.
    So well written, my friend!

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    • February 11, 2018 at 1:26 PM
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      Thank you my friend. I am glad you enjoyed this.

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  • February 10, 2018 at 10:00 PM
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    What wonderful rhyme and metre in this delightful piece of erotic poetry. Great work Paul.

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    • February 11, 2018 at 1:26 PM
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      Thank you so much John. Your words are greatly appreciated.

      Reply

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