Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Seeing Double

Double
without nothing on, last night; and, every single minute was choreographed, brought into focus, as if I were Guido [sic], in "Nine." 
How did they do it, you may ask?


Both bodies, shone,
like stars; sweated, in passionate embraces..lingering long, as always.


I savored them, 
as if they were a delectable, delicate,
meal.


Yes.....Two, for the price of one. Satisfaction, guaranteed.

The best things in life,
they say,


are free.






 

Friday, December 18, 2009

The Gift

Oh, how I await,
Unwrapping 

You on this special night.

Close your eyes now, as we stand below 
the mistletoe; the kiss, lingers here,
churning our souls.

You are the gift this year.
Everything I love 
Resides, abides, for you.

Merry times, await.

`x~Abe's Heart. 

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Touch



It's in your touch,
simple as that;

reaching new heights
without a word.

I love the seconds
it takes;

and, 

moments like these
last a lifetime.

`x~Abe's Heart.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Our presence in the world, with love.

Your body has become inspiration enough,
like gathering together a private map
of my world,

transfixed in a moment,

coming and going; arriving and departing,
at times,
when I see you, in dream.

How do you do it,
keeping yourself present while absent?

The very air you breathe,
when we're breathing together,
pulls me closer, inward and outward
it goes;


and, we lie, spread out,
in discovery;
in intimate knowledge
of our faithfulness
in the known 
contours we share.


~x~Abe's Heart [note: this poem has been published at "Vice and Verses" also.~copyright:11/10/2009]

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Our Love




The entire room was filled 
With an orange light;


Sparks thrown from another log on the fire.

Your eyes are two pools,


Reflecting each embrace, each tiny moment

We share;

And, 

Chopping up wood to burn.


~x~Abe's Heart.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Top of my Head



What I see 
in my mind's eye

is only half of you:

a physically impossible picture
concentrated 
upon your most private of parts.

My eyes drink you in
filling in the spaces
as slowly as I can.

Now,

Your sexy self, reclines,
shines, and unfurls itself.

I can feel you,
at the top of my head, now;

reaching forward, reaching out,
making yourself whole.

A real love,
steeped, like honey in my tea....

...Imagine, all of this 


and more.

`x~Abe's Heart.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Sugasm #175: Sugar, beyond the Clouds:

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
Please note: After this issue the Sugasm will be going on indefinite hiatus. Please do not submit posts via the form until further notice. If you need to contact me email radicalvixenatgmaildotcom
This Week’s Picks
Pitiful
“Sometimes I miss you so much that I am pitiful.”

MFM: Frustration
“I feel the weight of someone kneeling between my legs.”

Give me one
“Give me your orgasm.”

(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Poetry
Clouds



~x~Abe's Heart

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Clouds:


**
In the other room,

a piano, softly, plays.

**

I'm watching the clouds now;

shifting shapes,

slowly,

drifting along,

with my thoughts...



...Your fingers, on the keys,

brush the elements:
 

a body of motion, 

you've seemed.

to me.


**

As clement,

is this beauty,

a touch, pierces the heart.

 

The softness of skin, lingers,

in each subtle touch

of melody...

...and, You are here,..

..but not.

**

I'll open up myself,

to Nature,

and, Time's

inclement moments.

**

We'll embrace the clouds

this evening;

sharing, each stroke;

each, swept hands, brush.

**

So,

as I linger here, 


half-way to you

and the skies blessings;


Like some love-struck field-hand,

The light, at least, for now, my Love,

has settled

behind

the Clouds.




`x~Abe's Heart

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Dusk....

I'll tell you what I think of you,
and you'll smile to hear me say it.

When I tell you, I love you,
you'll believe it, no questions asked,
no need; only your heart to tell you
the truth.

Here you are,
where I've waited,
so patiently:

My words of love are strewn here,
reaching out, here.

With the daylight fading,
wind through my window,
and the sound of your footsteps,
the beat of my heart,
upon the front walk.

That's everything,
and you.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Sugasm # 173 ~ ~ Sugar...Honey, Honey...and, Licking The Beatles!

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #174? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
Dressing Room Voyeur
“I caught his gaze this time, on purpose.”

It’s Always the Quiet Ones…
“So grabbing her hips, I pulled her in for a kiss.”

Behind Closed Doors
“Others had watched, she beat me, brought me to tears, held me and then began to untie me.”

Sugasm Editor
The Mouse Drama

Editor’s Choice
Let the Rain Come

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Monday, September 21, 2009

.....sexy one


The way you 
Hold your head
in your hands;
an upturned, saucy, smile
tells me all.


I want to be consumed by you;
each moment,
tied to you.

Your embrace
is what I long for.

Your face,
in my hands....

...Kissable lips,
so lightly, 

Longing, 

to love. 

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Licking The Beatles :

Oh, Martha, my dear:

It wasn't Norwegian wood you stroked
Into erection;

Oh, no, it was the finger flick

I loved,
As we found ourselves coming together...Come
Together, baby.

Apple brought us the tunes,
And, we listened to the re-mastered ones
As we delved into our Co-Ed-masturbatory
Stasis, Ahhh, the naked body
Of you, gleaming in Summer sweat,
You Bet!

**

Never will I say to you, you've got to hide your love away,
Because, when I'm sixty-four,
We'll still be doin'
Sixty-Nine, Honey-pie.

[I'm so into the Revolution of our Love,
Love, Love.]

***

So, Let it be,
as I cram myself into your swollen
cunt, no longer a nowhere man.

It's always a hard days night, so hard, honey,
So hard, an' good,
an' getting ready to burst, for the benefit of Mister Kite...

..Your ass is lifted upon a trampoline...

Our show tonight

has commenced!

**

Billy Shears, says hi!

****

When we make love
It's like licking the Beatles!

*

`x~Abe's Heart.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Sugasm #172 : Sugasm is Loving It!


The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #173? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
A Hot Fuck in a Parking Lot
“We got more daring and soon clothes were a hindrance to our insistent hands.”

I Think I’d Rather Misbehave
“I bet the secret thrill of this has your cock already climbing to attention.”

The Painter
“He says something, small talk, and I stutter something back, lost in the blue depths of his eyes.”

Sugasm Editor
Strildo?

Editor’s Choice
Yet Another Reason You Should Buy a Vibrator

More Sugasm
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Erotic Poetry
Enigmatic dance
Loved It.

Erotic Writing & Experiences
24 Hours To Cum
Be Careful What You Wish For…
Desire
Embarrassed, Amused and Turned On
Helping Hand
HNT 4 (and a savoury story)
Masturbation Madness
Mornings…
A much needed fucking…
Now She’s Giving The Orders
Shopping Day
This is Lolita on drugs (2)
This Is My Remedy
The Year 39 Update
You don’t want biographical info. I know what you REALLY want.

Sex Advice
Anal Play: Fingering
Brush Up Your Orgasm
Shay’s Condom Tips

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Burns of punishment
Famosas azotables
Fit to be Tied
Free Heidi Montag Playboy Pictures – September 2009
Learning the lesson…
Naked and Caned

BDSM & Fetish
4 Scenes
Collar, Cuffs And Clamps
Driven by lust….
Honey Pass Me the Nut Cracker
The Negress Natters: Submission.
The perfect body for three-minute porn

Sex Humor
How Many Licks?

Thoughts on Sex & Relationships
The Confession…Coming Soon
Half-Nekkid Heavenly Body
In Search of…. my Clitoris
Is this the dark side of porn?
(Mis)Adventures In Dating: Do You Know Who I Am?
Nonstop Orgasms – HER Perspective

News, Reviews & Interviews
Anal Pleasure and Health by Jack Morin
Icegasm Kit
Top Five Tuesday - Win 1000 FREE Porn Minutes


`x~Abe's Heart

Friday, August 21, 2009

Loved It.

Gabcast! SingItUpPoet! #4 - Loving It

prose/poem



I guess, you could say she loved it because she remembered it so well; the way his hands played along her back and buttocks; grasped the backs of her knees:

Those small hollows, tingling like two cups of hot tea.

As his cock reached into the hilt of her, he'd work his way to her spine. (The exploratory hands of her lover, was a blessed assurance.)

Then, with a resounding smack, his palm came down upon her ass; the fullness of each cheek, receiving its due.

She loved him, all the more, at moments like this:

His possession, his love, giving space to the entire room; and, the bed only a cavern's twinkling, in candlelight.

(How did it ever happen, their meeting like this?)

Remembering the goodness of a spanking...remembering what makes it so special, so lasting,
so loving. The hilt of her is singing...into crimson.


Life.//

`x~Abe's Heart. 08/21.2009~12:26PM

Sugasm # 171: Sports, Sugar, and Time-Outs!!


The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #172? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Kiss Me If You Can
“I love the buildup, the discovery.”

Back To School
“Back at school a stolen glance across the corridor shows me you haven’t forgotten either.”

On Critics and Criticism
“But is it fair? Is it right?”

Sugasm Editor
Review: Babeland’s Under The Bed Restraints

Editor’s Choice
Building

More Sugasm
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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
Big, Beautiful Women
The Ghost of Sex Toys Future (Part Three of Three)
Play with Gigi and Iris

Sex Advice
How to Properly Finger a Woman

BDSM & Fetish
And It Rained
A bedtime story
Caning Galleries
Forgiven
Inspiration, pain, subspace and bliss in the afternoon
The Spanking TOP 5 – Delivery #4
Time for a Shower
Tongue & Cheek–Medical Fetish Photo Story

Sex Humor
How Much Dick Would A Dick Cock Cock if A Dick Cock Could Suck Cock?
Out With The Old

News, Reviews & Interviews
Aural Sex Contest
Electrogasm coolness!
Flexi Felix
Jimmyjane Form 6 review
Top Five Tuesday - Judging a Porn By Its Cover

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
5 schoolgirls spanked and caned
HNT ~ Dana Lends a Hand. Or Two.
HNT: Strawberry Season - Part 2
Jenny McClain
Kim Kardashian Fucking Sexy Wallpapers
La Petite Mort
Salacious ~HNT

Sex Poetry
Late In The Game

Erotic Writing & Experiences
Cock Love
Confessional: Her Husband
Friday Night Plans: Faith
Fuck
A Hot Summer’s Night Dream
Looks So Nasty in Those Khakis
The Package
The Tale of the Hot Blond Sex Machine (real story)
Wet Dream


~x~Abe's Heart.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

How I'd reflected, in the afterglow...


It was curiosity,
more than anything else
which brought me to you.

More than any orgasm
reached;
heat rising
in the air conditioned room.

Your power
was the power of ages;

as brilliant a goddess
ever breathed.

I saw you like that;
held you in my arms,
my heart...

...never bleeding.

~x` Abe's Heart. 08/18/2009.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Late in the Game:



The words poured out of her,
late in the game.. On the television: three balls, a strike, and, two runs, dominated the room. There wasn't any reason for her disappointment. It was just a baseball game, like so many others and his beer was in the fridge and in his hand and her eyes said it all, as the opposing team and crowd cheered.

There was no poetry, only prose. Here, we can get lost, she thought, as she opened the fridge and popped another can and the heat of the kitchen became all-too stifling, all-to-heavy; it was the heaviness of her clothes, the heaviness of her
belted skirt, weighing her down and before you knew it, the heat of the day, boiling in the afternoon, settled itself like a tropical depression. She was entering that heated zone, sipping a beer, same as her hubby on the couch and his feet were propped on the coffee table and yes, the moment could've been lost; could've taken a dark turn, if she'd decided to take her beer outside.
Instead, she found herself girded and protected by a resolve: Her clothes, slowly fell to the floor. The Kitchen, instead of being a harbor of home, was transformed into a place of overwhelming disconnect [in a good way.] Naked, now, half-way into the 7th Inning Stretch, she put down her empty can, and went back into the living room.

Hubby looked up, and then undid his belt, pulling his jeans down, scrunching his butt on the couch. She, with the heat of the house, their abode, of shifting currents, entered victorious.

Straddling now, with his cock inside her,

the game, faded into baseball legend.

They no longer could hear the first run of the 8th Inning and if the moment were truly their own, you couldn't fathom the scores.

Late in the game,
they found themselves,
reaching beyond the World Series....maybe,
not poetry in motion; although, the imagination
for things had brought a reward.

`x~Abe's Heart 08/05/09.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Open:


Let me speak to you
as I would
a lover:

Taking you in,
the voyeur in me
holds its breath;

a circle,
twined,
captures my eye,
and, the fleeting seconds,
bringing you closer
only enhances
the fancy I'd sought.

Every word
may go
unheard;

however,
this open door
has granted
an intimate eye.

Frozen, in beautiful movement,
the lover in me
smiles.

~x~Abe's Heart.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Sugasm # 169 : Sugasm for the 4th of July!


The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #170? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Clothespin Communion
“Surrender to the sensation.”

Remembering the Pain
“And it really was that bad.”

Short And Sweet
“Why don’t you turn over”

Sugasm Editor
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission

Editor’s Choice
Belonging

More Sugasm
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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
Absence
Evey Can Haz?
The Ghost of Sex Toys Past (Part One of Three)
“Boy, Girl, or In-between?” Princess Frida’s Fabulous Talk, and My Thoughts
“Work” Confession #297

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Busty beauty Jenny McClain
Flash Spanking Videos
Leighton Meester Sex Tape
Pearls
Thrashed on their bared buttocks
Waiting for Tonight

Sex Humor
Fat Sex and Why It’s Good

BDSM & Fetish
Don’t Have Mercy on Me, Baby
Formalities, and, on second thought, greetings
The Going Away Present
He gave them pain like balm, and they begged him for it
High School Bully Part 3
Home Alone?
Mollena Williams added to 100 Divas
A Night In Bondage
Under instruction
The war of the sexes

Sex Poetry
At the movies….

News, Reviews & Interviews
The Independent lists “the ten best sex toys.” I fly into a rage.
Take Me Out to the Sapphic Sex Romp
Vibratex Pandora
The Wily Old Crocodile: An Interview with Eosuchus

Sex Advice
Anal Sex for Beginners
New At Sex Is Magazine: Foods That Enhance Your Sex Drive
Q&A with Dr.Ruthie - Asking for Better Sex
Starting At The Bottom: An Intro to Anal Play, Part 2

Erotic Writing & Experiences
Amber gives me a blowjob..in person!
From Behind
Its Morning…(The Last Time)
Just fucking.
A Matter of Taste
May i feel said he
New Man at the Lesbos Palace
The Problem with Thongs
The Raise
Randy: the new big cock
Stranger Fuck & Plough
Whore, Adulteress, Sinner
You can leave your hat on


love as always,

Abe's Heart.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Underground:

You never know
what you'll find

On the streets;

And, so,
taking your chances,
you find yourself
below.

Only to see, feel, and share.
Is it love?
Is it movement of silk?

Mystery, singular,
reaching out to the dark
and the light.

In this we move forward:

We're sexy, little, things,

merging,

in the Night.



love as always
~Abe's Heart~

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

"At the movies..."

He could envision the trail of clothing
Wending its way from the front door
to the stairway; her silken panties dropped
outside the bedroom door.

He smiled, ready as any Saturday sinner
hearing the car in the driveway and the scamper up the front walk,
as a tip-tapping prelude to their private waltz.

Everything fell away,
when she, finally, stood in the doorway
and sunlight caressed her skin.

"Let the fireworks begin," she said.

`x~Abe's Heart.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

...three's a crowd.


I remember
being sandwiched
in the attic:

Your cold hands
caressed all of my parts.

There were leaves
falling,
in window-view.

Between moonlight
and dusk,
we played
like lovers.

Your friend
had left us
to love.