Archive for January 18, 2009


Posted in Erotica with tags on January 18, 2009 by naughtysecretary

It would seem that even eight years ago I was filled with many of the same longings I hold today. Something a little different from me. Enjoy.

~ NS

lamp post

The wind softly kisses the curve of my back,
As the moths hover silently under the light.
The street lamps, a luminescent flutter,
Remaining constant with silken dust.

The pavement is normally bathed in white,
Glows in full from the light above.
A warm amber, it stirs none,
I am left wondering where the footsteps have gone.

Filled in my solitude and comfort unknown,
I sit here under my jeweled sky and wonder.
If the same stars I wish upon,
Are winking for you, too.

I see the length of your body cloaked in warmth,
And the darkness that envelopes the day.
Hides our world of distance and torment,
So softly you sleep as I crawl in your head.

If I lived so close as in your head,
What fun I would have when no one was watching!
I’d creep down the length of your back in stealth,
Blowing gentle kisses against your neck and spine.

I’d descend, and to the front I would permit,
Myself to place a kiss on your parted lips.
And linger whilst I savored the silence,
With the sweetness of your mouth.

Still, the moths move in the shimmering light,
The wind caresses and brings me back.
So I sit and wonder if you smile when I smile,
As I do so often when thinking of you.