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Dreamers Who Love

21 Monday Oct 2019

Posted by David in Erotic Writing

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I dream of the women with bellies, and asses they think are too big. I dream of their tits deemed saggy, but whose nipples respond nonetheless, to a pull or a tug or the fervent suckle from this grizzled and hungry lover.

The timid end the game too soon. To let the buzzer sound on joy itself. But the fierce and ardent lovers seek eternity with every play and drive. To seek the timeless in the loins’ fusion.

Naked In Our Queen-sized Bed

26 Saturday Nov 2016

Posted by David in Love and stuff, seduction

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Life Itself, passion, Sex

I tell you now that naked is good, that all bodies are meant to be that way.

Naked and cuddled. Grasped and groped, sweaty , redolent with sex , slippery with lube and spittle

I tell you that your body was meant to be kissed at every secret place, with thrust and probe, each secret escapes in a moan, a cry, a lurid exclamation not taught at Sunday School, but in its way as sacred a prayer as can be ever be uttered.

Hiding

02 Tuesday Aug 2016

Posted by David in cooking, Exercise/ Fitness, loneliness, Love and stuff, Sexual Identity

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food, passion, swimming

I do all kinds of things to hide out.  Mostly they are “activities”.  I’m being busy, waiting for the chance for something exciting, exotic, or just plain memorable to happen.  This is not unique to me and it’s certainly not a waste of time. Because there’s a lot of time between the exciting, exotic or memorable events of life. There are gaps to be filled.

So I swim. In the water I get lost. In my thoughts. In time. In my workout. I love feeling the water on my body as I swim. I love how my muscles feel.  I don’t care much about my pace or whether I am moving quickly or slowly.  I fantasize that a woman desires me because I swim, that she finds me attractive, that I’m wanted.

And I cook. I love the smells, the sounds of a whirring blender, vegetables frying, the colors of the vegetables and fruits.  I love to see heavy cream turn into whipped cream.  I love sharing what I cook with others.

And I try not to think about the void in Passion. The Love is there. Good old Love. Old Love, soon-to-be geriatric Love.  Selfless Christian Sunday School Love. But I need Passion, too. Passion that can flower because that Love is there.  Put all the chips on Passion.  Tattoo your name inside a heart on my bicep Passion.  Staying awake after one fuck, just so we can have another go Passion.   No “good” manners, dirty-talkin’ Passion that would make your friends blush on the outside, while they die of envy.

“Life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone.”– John Mellencamp

Seducer and Seduced

04 Wednesday May 2016

Posted by David in seduction

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Apostrophe

Poem, be compliant to my caress

Surrender words,  diaphanous letters yielding to my touch,

Reveal  naked subtlety in virginal skin.

Have me fall in love with what I cast into the cosmos.

Tell my lover she is Beloved, Poem

That she and you are one.

Have her feel  gnawing longing absence,  rapturous consummation,

passionate sweat and awkward drip unleashed.

Poem, you are risk itself,

the entreaty sent my Lover, risks anechoic void.

 

[ Oh my God! I published this!]

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