Before sunset

Eyes closed, she
can see it all..

The intensity
of their stare
bewitched
in ecstasy;

how she loves
to seduce him so

Their kiss was more
then just play
it was an awakening
into their wickedness.

Heat and hunger
perverse and raw
sensual emotions
liberating their Sex
into each other's
being.

Where desire
permission
surrender
control
trust
and Love
exists.

As every time we do this
I am your everything.

Yemanja

Tonight

The only one I want
to caress is you.

You watch the
changing light
in the sky.

I watch your eyes...

Yemanja

Femininity

Under the thick blanket
of night, her feminine
scent fills the air.

A dark blindfold that
masks everything
but her sex.

Words are not necessary
They speak in touches now.

Palms open on soft skin
fingers dance along small
curves.

He yearns to discover
she longs to surrender.

moving down
moving down

to the center of her soul
reaching in, fingers melt
into her fire.

Tongue pierces folds of lust
swimming in hot liquid
opening petal by petal
watching you
watch me.

Building a slow fire
witches brew of lust
and desire.

Pink shades of pleasure
fill his mouth, with the
sweet and pure essesence
of her.

As she submits and
reveals herself
to him...

Yemanja

When he Found her

She reached out and
curled her hand
into his..

His eyes searched
her face in a breathless
moment, then slowly
he drew her hand
to his lips, kissing
the tip of each finger.

A frisson of pleasure
spiraled deep in my belly
and high in my breasts.

..I have never been more
aware, that I am Female
in my life..You are
definitely Male.. All
Male...dizzyingly
Male...dangerously
Male.

The way she felt was
nothing new.. He always
affected her this way.

She is able to submerge
her thoughts of him, but
that only makes her dream
of him the more vivid.

When I'm with you like this
I have no control over my
feelings or emotions what
so ever..You;

always have a way of
keeping me off-balance
with a sense of joy that
(is) beyond happiness.

She never knows what
next to expect from him..

Yemanja

Adulation

The voracity of their
passion was an appetite
undeniably beheld
and aware.

For weeks
romance has
enraptured an
abyss deeply
endured in the
most inner
secrets of
their hearts.

As the weeks
become days
and days
become hours
and hours
become minutes;

awaiting in
perpetual
expectancy.

Yemanja

Yearning to the Universe

I dreamed of you
last night.  As I do
every night.

You have invaded
my sleep.  My skin
tingles at the thought
of you.

I have sat for hours
and wondered how
you would feel. How
you would touch me.

You look for me in 
all the faces of the
women you pass by.

For my love, it's
our destiny, you
belong to me..

Yemanja

Raptured

How in each other's arms
we lay confounded and
dissolved...Which should be
most lost?

Flaming kisses
plunging into
boundless blisses.

Our bodies, our
souls on fire.

Tossed by a tempest
of desire licked out
in salty patterns
on sex sweated skin.

"Before dawn I shall
make love to you
again and again
and again..."

-Her eyes were bravely
provocative yet, he
suspected that she
was more than half
afraid of what was
to come, though
she would rather
die than admit it.

Awakened and alive with
wonder...She touches the
tip of her tongue to his lips
knowing it would tempt him
to devour her mouth.

She paints his body with
curly brushes of red hair,
which, at times, he smooth
back from her face so that
they could see themselves in
true and unveiled mirrors.

..He kisses her senselessly
touching her everywhere
warming her...Mesmerized
by her gaze;

proceeding to
prove her right..

Yemanja

Spellbound

All their senses were
attuned to each other.

He watched her flaunt her
beauty before him, and his
bluest eyes told her just
how lovely he found her.

Listening to his voice
she felt her skin tighten
her blood tingle with
excitement, and her
body stir with passion.

Being here together
was perfectly sublime
Sublimely perfect.

They needed no words
yet the longing to touch
was like a hunger
in the blood.

Leaving them in
an intimate abandon
as they enfold each
other before the Fire.

Yemanja

Desire

-She trembles with the sound

of his voice.

There were a million things
he wanted to say to her..

Her nearness affected him
physically, as it always did.  

She fought the urge to
stiffen and resist him
but couldn't.  He was
to powerful.

Touching her
pinkest lips
he immediately
felt the blood
drumming in
his fingertips
his throat
even the
soles of
his feet.

Yet..

They were nothing
compared to the
blood-throb of
his erection.

He never felt
a woman this
wet before.

The urge to pounce 
her over whelmed him
Licking her with hot
breathes and flicks of
his tongue!

...the heat within her 
permeated..lingered
..as desire splashes
onto their thighs
like Hot Rain!

yemanja