Okay I need a nap and a smoke (I quit years ago) to bring me back down....Whew that was smokin' HOT

Awww it may be revised but it is still like pure music to me..........

(( Kev )))
You can slice and dice this brilliant write all you want
It stills captivates,,,and captures the pure beauty of just a
simply pleasure,,,

Muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(K) thank you...just needed a tune-up

ahhh, I remember this, your writing could cause a loss of productivity in me this afternoon, since my mind went elsewhere

Hummmmmmmmmmmm don't we all shshsh what I would give for a tune up myself hehehehe

Hummmmmmmmmmmm don't we all shshsh what I would give for a tune up myself hehehehe

meee tooooooo...

well d you i told you to get out more...lol

You invite me with a kiss
A long deep slow invitation to join you in a symphony of affection
We retreat as love the conductor summons the orchestra
Blankets cast aside
Like the curtains of a great music hall
Pillows and clothes line up around us as if an audience preparing for the performance
The lights go down
The room quiets as the players ready
The only sounds to be heard are the light moans of the woodwinds deepening breaths
We kiss as hands tenderly tune familiar instruments
Heartbeats quicken and get louder like the bass drums building in the background
Kissing your soft skin around your neck and down to your stomach
Missing nothing in between
Light scents fill the air
Matched by the conductors calling for the strings to join in the movement
Your hands find my hair and gently lead the melody
Lower still
My tongue lightly and slowly licks and flicks through the secret garden begging your flower to unfold in the sunlight that is my desire
Your breathing erratic now mixed with soft sighs and deep moans
One hand pushing against the headboard the other pulling my head to you
Like opposing forces and neither will withdraw
The orchestra louder and louder by order of the conductor
Trying to keep up with your cries
You arch your back as the wave of the first chorus works its way to your wanting shore
Building and building until it peeks and comes crashing down like the sound of a million pieces of glass hitting the stage and bouncing around in decreasing decibel
The maestro is pleased
You quiver with each echo rebounding through the hall
The sound of the harps dance in the night, picking stars from the heavens and dangling them in front of you
Their light reflects in your eyes and I have never seen you more beautiful
You pull me to you and the piano coxes the entrance of the sonnet
Slowly we move together in perfect harmony
We are one
So sweet, so expressive, so beautiful
Our souls come together where the flesh ends
Every breath you take gives me life
My heart circulates for two
Our eyes lock half closed
Ecstasy
Half open
Pleasure
We stare long and true
As our bodies dance to the waltz filling the night air
Nothing matters at this moment
Except for the moment
I want to share this with you forever
You feel the vibrations of the distant storm
But, you are not ready
And as the composer intended
On the perfect down beat
The conductor turns the page and the arrangement changes
You take first chair
As I sit on the stage looking up to the wonder of you
Riding me into a short but powerful solo
You lift me to your glistening breast
Pleasure and pain walk together and neither gets the night off
With the rhythm section holding strong
My mouth finds you erect
And I bite down
Releasing my grasp as the delight turns to ache
The horns like your fingernails dig deep into my back
As I reach behind you and pull your hair
Tilting your head to one side
The violins mimic your screams
Loves arms are raising and sweeping, begging the company to hold each note, as if it were the last
Trying to draw every ounce of energy from each exquisite tone that escapes your parted lips
The whirlwind of this piece has the audience silently entranced
We roll over as before
Twisting and turning
Legs fighting for leverage
Never stopping
Oblivious to all that surrounds us
All but the passion that has engulfed the concerto
There are no children present
And words not often spoken drive the command performance
**** me **** me you urge unto me
Pulling me deeper
Begging me not to stop
Squeezing me with all of your might
The crescendo building ever closer
Our pace increases
Feverishly we continue
Moaning and crying out
Trying not to reach the end
Though we both know we need to
The slide of the winds in and out
The bows from the strings rising and falling
The conductor’s arms
Flailing about, commanding everyone to stay in time
Building to a deafening climax
The drums beating harder and harder
Pounding out the last of the composition
Faster and faster the opus moves
Finally ending with the piercing sound of two nearly simultaneous earsplitting determined roars of thunder
The tiny drops of sweat rain over us
And give life to what we share
And for just a instant
Silence prevails...

The conductor raises her hands to her lips and blows a kiss to the company
Opening loves arms as if to embrace us for all eternity
Then bows in thanks to the players who just gave their all
The hum of our breathing subsiding
As the reverberation of the now faint ending slips away
I collapse and melt into you
Pulling the covers over us
We lie together
Holding on to the last of a magnificent recital
As I slip into half sleep
Thinking
One last kiss before we succumb
Thinking
I can’t wait for tomorrow
Thinking
There is nothing more beautiful than this
Thinking about
The next inviting kiss


kc09----rev.