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The One

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The One

 

 

 

I think at last I’ve found him, the one man who’s for me

he'll want me as I am, accept all that he’ll see,

from the very start his voice was soft and low

I knew he was the one, I felt his love was slow.

 

We lingered over dinner, I melted in his gaze,

candlelight was dim, we’re surrounded in a haze,

his finger touched my hand, my blood began to race

I nervously withdrew, a blush upon my face.

 

He didn’t seem to mind, he sensed that I was shy,

he shook me by the hand as he spoke a soft “Goodbye”,

a few more dinners followed, a picnic by the lake,

a simple kiss upon his cheek, the first move I would make.

 

What we had was courtship, the good old fashioned kind,

our love grew stronger day by day, we didn’t seem to mind,

I sensed that he was nervous he didn’t touch his meal,

a key lay on the table, I knew my heart he’d steal.

 

He took my hand and smiled, the moment felt just right

we walked across the foyer, tonight would be our night,

he pulled me closer to him, his arms around my waist

with parted lips he kissed me, tongues touch, exquisite taste.

 

His touch so very gentle, dispelling all my fears,

he knew that I was nervous and kissed away my tears,

we sat and drank champagne, talked and kissed and played

music drifting from the street, entwined our bodies swayed.

 

Undressed we stood and gazed at each others naked form,

passions rising, heat expelled, the calm before the storm,

he lay me on the bed, his fingers burned my skin

my body screaming, “Yes!!! I need you deep within”.

 

My man would not be rushed, to love me was his art

as though I were his canvas and on me paint his heart,

the backdrop were his kisses each in it’s perfect place,

his mouth to leave it’s mark, his tongue to leave a trace.

 

He had complete control of my body, mind and soul,

resistance I had none, his power made me whole,

to savour every moment of a love not too be rushed,

his kisses on my thighs I knew my face had flushed.

 

His hands upon my hips as he entered me with feeling

took my breath away from me and left my senses reeling,

ecstasy in waves through both our bodies coursed

the nature of our love, forever reinforced.

 

 

 

 

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  • Ellis gold member
    November 26, 2007
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    Tiki Smiled


  • arafura
    November 23, 2007

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    slow hand...

    Ah yes...! Very HOT my friend. But romantic as well! You really are excellent at writing poems about love! Well done! Good luck in the contest!


  • azlyn gold member
    November 23, 2007
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    Oh My...how romantic and so HOT!!! I loved this...I felt this write deep within. What a perfect night...what a lovely courtship. So tastefully written...I have to say...I am extremely impressed! Thank you so very much for this entry...I must read and enjoy this one again!!! BEAUTIFUL!!!

    Love~
    Az


  • Swtpoetryman
    November 23, 2007

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    EVERY WOMAN LOVES A MAN WITH A SLOW HAND, SUZY!

    His hands upon my hips as he entered me with feeling
    took my breath away from me and left my senses reeling,
    ecstasy in waves through both our bodies coursed
    the nature of our love, forever reinforced.

    A sweet, sensual, tender, emotional, heartfelt, and soulful piece, indeed! GOOD LUCK in the contest with it, Suzy Q! I have a little catching up to as I've been very busy working on THE OPEN ROAD which I want to finish in another week or so - to have it ready for Christmas - but I made take a short pause from me work - as this piece has left me HARD and feeling like a very, naughty boy, once again!
    Peace & Love!
    Earl.


  • Lily otv
    November 23, 2007

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    This is a lovely romantic and sensual poem but I think the second line "he wants me as I am, accepts all that he’ll see," is the prelude to all that follows. When you find the right person to share love with then all else falls into place, feels right and allows passion to flow with a completeness that satisfies body and soul.


  • LovelyLuminousLilly
    November 23, 2007
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    Bravo Sue!
    Beautiful, sensual and written with taste!


  • moonbumps silver member
    November 23, 2007
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    Hot stuff.
    Nice tho'!

  • Bad Bill
    November 23, 2007

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    Some people have all the luck! Seriously though, great poem, full of romantic passion and sensual images. Very well done, Sue.

    Cheers,
    Bill

  • Bob Fox
    November 23, 2007
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    Romance

    Then love making . Who could ask for anything more. Perfectly said.. The picture oh so clear


  • Angelo di Luce gold member
    November 23, 2007

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    Slowly but surely does the job

    Nice

    Thank you for searing


  • cricketjeff gold member
    November 23, 2007
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    He is clearly a very lucky man, be he real or in dreams!
    Beautiful rhyme and scansion as ever.

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