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