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Finger Feathering Touch. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 7:02 pm
Last Updated:Jan 7, 2021 10:37 am
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If I were to touch you How would you react? Would you let me continue To make contact?
I would start with Your hand Then your wrist Moving up your arm Wondering if you Were affected And how?
If you were wearing shorts My hand would go Naturally to your knee Then above and below. Gliding along No particular destination Just feeling Your hair and skin And your warmth.
What would you be thinking? In that glorious mind of yours? Would you be wanting To feel me too? Or would you be content With my gentle exploration? Would you react at all Would it be stimulating? Would you tingle And your hair stand up? As attention was paid To various areas?
Would this finger feathering touch Lead to some other body parts Taking up the torch? Would lips and mouth Be forced To enlist in this touching scenario? You know when nature takes its course It seems inevitable. But it comes down to wants And being consensual.
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Your Hugs. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 9:34 am
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2020 7:13 pm
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I want shout Security! But only myself. That is the feeling That comes over me When you are around.
Your hugs encompass me Or should I say engulf? What is that chemical That humans produce When a hug is introduced?
Should I make you aware Of the effect you have? Perhaps you know What a hug brings How it is inherently Just the thing Human beings crave And need.
In that case My dear I would place My order For many more Please deliver them Into my waiting arms. Let not a day pass Without one.
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Added Sensations. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 2, 2020 10:24 pm
Last Updated:Sep 29, 2020 6:36 pm
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I know his voice well I hear it in my mind At times it arouses me Other times it has the Opposite effect Of making me calm.
I hear it in his normal sound. I hear it too When he mimics folks. Talks with an accent of Someone from Maine Or English With a deep deep voice
His way of saying Hi Or hey you Accompanied by An unconscious laugh Reach inside me Like a hook And I am caught. As I envision his smile That is magnificent.
What is more sensational When thought? Sounds or sights Smells or touch. I should just be thankful I have the ability And memories at all. And wish for more Added sensations.
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Best Forgotten. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 2, 2020 10:05 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2021 8:34 pm
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When we see each other again And you ask me if I am Seeing other men What answer would Make you happy? None, one, two Or half a dozen? If I asked you The same question One would cause me pain. You see she would be Experiencing that TLC That I wished Had never ended.
I wish I was enough for you. That I had something You found unique And you couldn't do without. Instead I was like a passing fad Good for a while But the end was inevitable.
So telling you I was celibate Or seeing multiple guys Who had different skills And equipment. All as a fucking distraction It probably would never happen For we live far enough away That seeing each other again Would be one heck of a coincidence.
Moot points That matter not Some things are best forgotten If they are lost.
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Hard To Contemplate. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 1, 2020 12:25 am
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2020 9:30 pm
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Sleepless once again Thoughts not wanting to end Worries aplenty No solutions forthcoming.
There are so many things That could drive us away Then apart would be The next step we'd take. I see this And it causes me So much pain. I catch my breath And nearly hyperventilate.
You think I exaggerate? Am being overly dramatic? Listen to my thoughts And give me your take.
The differences are unsustainable. It's crazy to keep holding on Yes we are both lonely And kind hearted people But we are fooling ourselves That we can have a future That gives us what we really want.
For me that would be someone Who can love me alone. Not look for the bodies of others To satisfy an urge.
For him he seemingly wants His hand held Someone as a companion Who supports his extracurricular pursuits.
His past girlfriends agreed To this arrangement So is my hesitation Just me being selfish? What about my wishes And my comfort?
Filling the present void Of each other's loneliness Will create future unhappiness. As our different desires Seek fulfillment.
I love being his friend And companion But he can't give me The romantic part Of a coupling equation.
Which leads me back To why I can't sleep I am too weak To make a break. Courage eludes me. The solution is staring Me in the face. But to take action Is hard to contemplate.
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Don't Think Me A Sap. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 5:50 pm
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2020 12:59 am
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Don't think me a sap As my only way to be You would be so very wrong. Very wrong indeed.
I can be hard As the hardest wood tree. Eucalyptus may be Versatile As well as hemp But I have about me A sturdiness That keeps me Well grounded.
I can give of myself But I want to live Don't cut me down Unless you are prepared To deal with The consequences. The end of our Nurturing connection.
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Come Back To Me. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 8:04 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2020 9:20 am
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Come back to me Its a line from a movie If you guess right You win a prize Just a smile But it could be like Winning the lottery.
How might that be? Us romantic souls Would see In the other A kindred spirit One who wishes And possibly prays For a love that can Last an eternity.
Yes an eureka moment Not be missed And hopefully not upset By a random penny. But alas reality Finds a way To rear its ugly head.
Making the phrase Come back to me Needing to be Once again said.
If only finding a penny Took on a new meaning Of knowing that love lost Can be found again.
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How Making Love Could Be. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 1:09 am
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2021 9:31 am
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I asked him if he could Make love a woman? Has his intimate interactions Only ever been about satisfaction?
I truly could not believe I had the courage broach the subject. But I was so effing curious And we were having What was in Intents and purposes A heart heart Open and honest discussion.
Had he ever done it? Made love a woman. He mentioned a rendezvous Once upon a time That was very sensual.
I was somewhat dreading A positive response As it would mean An emotional connection That might still be inside him. Causing nostalgic sadness On occasion.
I hate admit it But I would be jealous. and my insecurities Thinking I would never Measure .
Can we have something simple In that it is special? Better than he had ever had? What could make it so? Kissing and touching Not with a goal? Just sensational And in harmony With an emotional pull.
I think what could offer The ultimate proof Is the addition of words Say them As kisses are interspersed I love you. Perhaps softly Then louder Then back to whispers In the ears.
My own response Might be tears. And the words Mouthed silently at first. Do you understand? The wonder? The joy? Finally my life Had what it's been missing A love reciprocated. A moment so yearned For it to become reality It would be like A broken curse.
Then we might meet Word for word Touch for touch Lips an instrument Of so much! Nature in its infinite wisdom Made them the key As well as gate to love.
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This Current Man. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 12:09 am
Last Updated:Aug 28, 2020 7:53 am
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Did I want a sign From way high You know from one Of those deities In the sky?
I must admit The thought did Cross my mind. Ah being Ever the romantic
But I was wrong before When I thought The signs were clear. This current man Has only a smile And hugs like a bear But he makes feel warmth an otherworldly scale!
He has professed his need Not just the physical But a deeper connection I seemingly can afford. But for how long? Yes I can provide it now But at what future cost?
Living in the moment Has never been My strong suit I have been haunted By the past And anxiety for the future.
So while he and I . Are together Passing time The case for waste Will be in our hands And our hearts And minds.
Let's hope there are Rings and rungs Of many a calendar. Well marked with Event filled dates That adhered To the euphemism Of Carpe Diem!
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A Smile Could Be. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 3, 2020 2:21 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2020 9:21 am
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He makes me smile. Is it as simple as that? A foundation to build upon On the way to love Or should that thought Be a stepping stone?
That idea of a stepping stone I once compared All my ex lovers All that negativity I would sooner forget It's just life File it under Learning from My mistakes.
A smile could be The beginning. Love could take seed Take hold Take over my senses I will gain By losing control. Hopefully he feels the same. Or he will be just Another stepping stone Along the way.
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We Both Came Up Short. A Poem
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Posted:Jun 24, 2020 9:56 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2020 8:29 pm
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I wish we could have been The ones we really sought But truth be told We both came short.
I wish you well. Truly there is no Ill will my part. I know you possess A kind and good heart.
I am just not your match You can see that truth. Were we stay together We would both Become miserable I am aware of this I am stating the obvious. We are too different We are not each other's Perfect fit.
I would like very much If we could stay friends But for you that Might be a stretch. You might have been More invested And my ending our romance Even though I did it For your future happiness You might not be able To look past You might think I meant To hurt you. When it is the opposite. I want to spare you More time wasted.
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Am I Alone In My Plight. A Poem
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Posted:Jun 8, 2020 12:23 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2024 5:43 am
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It's been a while Since we checked in. We have gone about With our lives Taking care of things. Kind of Boring. But we shouldn't complain When the world at large Is so on edge.
Is it selfish of want find love Can you back this need Or is it just a want? I am not getting any younger In fact it is the opposite As my birthday approaches And I will be another year older. Time waits for no one. It marches on.
Its hard broach the subject Can you tell how hard? I don't want my hopes dashed That yearning for love Whether with you or not. my actions put on hold Its been an excuse of sorts. Not move full speed ahead My pace in slow motion.
But this yearning Is ever persistent. Always on a loop in my mind Granted it can be muted For a time.
Just wanted check see if you were also So inclined. Does your yearning for love Keep you at night? Or am I alone in my plight?
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Need To Have Sex With You A Poem
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Posted:May 20, 2020 10:43 am
Last Updated:May 26, 2020 10:38 pm
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I need have sex with you. That thought just popped Into my head. Now it is like an earworm Or mantra Being said over and over again.
It rings true. For some reason. How the times we have had Were wonderful And I want an encore A repeat performance. A do over to see if We can enhance The pleasure We both experienced. Yeah I think that is how I will sell the idea. How does that sound? Does it make sense?
I need to have sex with you. If we do it once. I might want more. Are you open to that notion Being my literal sex toy? Or is that figurative? Since you are real And the thought Of you as a toy Is so appropriate As you seemingly Are always ready to You just need a touch And a lick Instead of batteries.
Needs and wants A fine line to be sure. I say let that boundary Be obscured! I won't tell the etiquette police Who want to make What I really want Just something that is To be delayed As it is not life sustaining.
Hmmm, there is an argument To be had Along those lines. Is sex a need or just a want. Monks and nuns Live long lives of celibacy. Good for them And their self sacrifice. Are we sure they Don't secretly masturbate Among other things?
Back to you and me And my need for sex I want it as soon As it can be arranged! So get out your schedule And tell me when!
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