Diary of an ordinary woman's affairs

Life is what you make it.

Category: Lyric

Lovers – poem or poetic lyric by ME 4/5/2014

A nervous walk along a path,

A romantic walk need not.

A picnic in a secluded spot,

And tapas by the river til dark

There are things lovers do,

Where no one knows and no one goes.

Those nerves, where did they go?

Replaced by lust, hot as fire.

Nerves return as lies are covered;

Replaced by passions, warm and tender

These are the things lovers do,

Where no one knows and no one goes

A new lover, will he stay?

Or will his nerves prevent his stray?

Stay.  Please stay.

I have much for you to learn.

These are the things lovers do,

Where no one knows and no one goes.

Heat and passion are to be yours,

Pleasure beyond measure.

You tasted and teased;

No strings attached, no judgements passed.

These are the things lovers do,
Where no one knows and no one goes.

And when it’s over, as the season has past;

You will know me, and I will know you.

What remains is our secret forever,

Yours with me, and mine with you.

These are the things lovers do,

Where no one knows and no one goes.

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A Poem – Sweet Moments

Sweet Moments

My heart flutters
My body weakens
I am yours
In this sweet moment

Please be gentle
Please be soft
I am fragile
In this sweet moment

Your eyes close
Your body shivers
You are mine
In this sweet moment

I am welcoming
I am generous
You are fragile, too
In this sweet moment

Our bodies entwine
Our breath quickens
We are together
In this sweet moment

Our desires quell us
Our lust intoxicates
The world is lost
In this sweet moment

Written by ME, July 2010

The little pleasures in life

Taking in a smoke under the light of the moon.
Fire fills my lungs and tastes like sweet memories.
The senses never forget what the mind does not remember.
Memories flooding in as if water,
drowning the overwhelming feelings of life.
Taking in a smoke under the moon light.