I hear whispering sounds… echoes of a passion filled romance long ago... while I try to remember… various thoughts rush through my mind just as quickly as sands through an hourglass fall and disappear from the second tier. But, through the haze of the evening hour of my recollection I can envision his hardened nature in my bed, and I can still hear him breathing, feel his warm and naked body pressed against mine… though my aged vision is not clearly focused I am keenly aware of his hunger, my hunger, our thirst for that which is insatiable…

unrelenting temptation…

And I can smell him and taste him still… quivering… as my vague memory takes me back to where we laid there in silence, I see him roll onto his side as he began kissing my lips and suckling the lower gripping it gently between his teeth, tugging until I let out a slight whimper… only then did he turn it lose and proceed to kissing my neck… gliding his tongue lightly across my skin caressing my breasts and gently flicking my nipples teasing me as they stood erect at his attention, while simultaneously igniting my erogenous fire as he slowly moved downward and around my abdomen playfully licking and biting at my tummy, making me writhe with excitement.. and he continued his journey downward toward my feminine mound that rests just above his ultimate objective...

my pleasure…

in the darkened recesses of my mind I can still evoke his proficiency and state of arousal stimulating my need for him to take me instantly as I gently gripped a tuft of the hair atop his head and tugged ever so lightly for him to climb upwards until we were face to face and he kissed me again, parting my lips with his tongue he slowly darted it in and out of my mouth sharing a taste so sweet… as we continued to kiss I could feel his energy throbbing against my thigh and I reached for it, gently pushing back the exterior and revealing his sensitivity hidden just underneath for me to skillfully guide him right to the edge of euphoria… both of us then fixed in our intent to be fulfilled he slides his aching member into my pulsating and glistening madness where together we made strides toward one mutual goal...

our combined ecstasy…

and now my memory fades to black……………….

Copyright© Athena Rose 12/11/12

sheesh makes me feel strange reading this in the morning just before work. A good write, quite erotic.

My apologies Sinner.. this was just another of my day dreams I envisioned of the future that I reversed into the past..

Whew !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ur just too damn funny, Jeff.. it was that good.. huh...

poetry/writing, when done correctly makes the reader “feel” and/or “think”
as I read this piece, I had several images going through my mind. some of the past, some of an uncertain future. either way, it works.

nicely done.

thank you, kc, for your honest evaluation.. for taking your time in
contemplation..