The Sweetest Rush

Step closer and repeat those embracing words, my poet.

I think this is the moment, I must thank you for reading my spiritual incantation, and taking it upon yourself to bless my canvas with your interpretation.

That is the beauty of words, it conveys the messages from the mind, stirred by the heart, whereas you can feel the hasten effects of that sweetest rush, spilling forth, love, desires, rapture, pleasure, and peace elevated to a realm of inner bliss to share in a quiet moment in time, its catharsis.

I do hope your Saturday has treated you well this far, and may you have a productive, yet restful Sunday.

one sweet spill my friend the last two stanzas fill my mind with love

 
Close your eyes, my love and feel the softness of my silken heat    
Once you part my thighs, you shall beautifully sow what your arousal reaps    
It must be the moon for me gravitating toward your manly swoon    
Within your arms, I hear beautiful enrapture of Heaven’s Bassoon    

Mm… surrendering unto the image of you as ecstasy is caught  
My mind, heart, body you have won as you searched and sought  
You play those melodies so softly to my ears    
A beautiful engagement of such nightly serenades… alluring your presence near
You give me the sweetest rush once you’re here
Your enticing Psalms, reminisced as I close my eyes
Missing you in the absence, as the Sun kisses the morning skies

Oh, my freeing, you are a Godsend, and you know I get a woozy feeling when you summarize my play for words, it let me know you enjoy that part of my poetic allurement.

Thank you for taking the time to comment and then adding such a thoughtful comment.

On that note of poetic respect, enjoy your Saturday evening and may you have a magnificent Sunday.

you as well

I echo Mr Black's comments about sensuality and passion and celestial pleasure. Favourite lines:

Your attentive hands wandering over me, sculpting my body as your whispered designs [she in the picture shows more than a hint of sculptured body]

Distance surmised between our laughter and teases    
Asking me for another slow strip to please your ultimate release    
Frolicking on the bed of red petals as we softly parlay    
Sexy lingerie peeled away
Leaving your mind weak as my curvaceous body on display    

I RL it both for the poem and the picture - both ooze sensuality. This is a woman who promises not too much effort to part with her clothes.

Finally, could not resist making a rhyme out of the title:

The sweetest rush
doth make me blush
and the blood flush
within my tush,
Finger points: "Hush -
you'll see the bush
before you push."

The sweetest rush
doth make me blush
and the blood flush
within my tush,
Finger points: "Hush -
you'll see the bush
before you push."

Mmm... I love my soft gush
When blending with your pearly flush

Thank you, my wise poet for taking the time to read and then commenting. I thought I will finish that pleasurable liaison.

Please enjoy your Sunday service and the rest of your Sunday following.

Mr Black sums your work up quite well with these words that I so agree with.

"The idea of surrendering to rapture and experiencing celestial pleasure is truly captivating. The author's description of lovemaking is vivid and intense, with erotic language that stirs the imagination. The image of frolicking on a bed of red petals and peeling away lingerie is a powerful representation of desire and intimacy."

Ahh..thank you, for such heartfelt words.

👏 👏 👏 👏 my favorite of them all queen 👸 💖 ❤ ♥ please 🙏 keep on writing ✍ ok peace ✌ and blessings 🙏 always 💖 shalom

Thank you, my King, for taking the time to read and then leaving such an impressionable comment.

Not to forget, reading as well, your accolade is very much appreciated.

Take care of yourself and be well in your travels.

Like 👍 wise queen 👸 peace ✌ and blessings 🙏 always 💖 shalom

Aww.. thank you enjoy your early Sunday.

You as well queen 👸 💕

Aww..thank you, always.

                                        The Sweetest Rush and the Parenthetic Reply
                               By Sweet Kitty Cat                                    By Eightmore  
                                                          Easter Sunday  04/09/2023      
If I close my eyes, I can hear your footsteps roaming through the sands of time
(The footsteps that you're hearing)
Feel the heat of your breath tenderly colliding with mine
(And my breathing that collides)
Your attentive hands wandering over me, sculpting my body as your whispered designs
(My hands that touch your body)
Within the portals of clouds, you feel the softness of my floating mystique
(To feel the softness it provides)

The greater of celestial pleasure is to surrender to the bliss as rapture quietly seeks
(I am here to give you pleasure)
Your heartbeats echoing, in harmony without speech
(In the quietness with love)
A passionate odyssey to make such desirable love to me as you are within my reach
(Gazing in your limpid eyes)
Forsaking in the midst of the submissive moans
(As I'm hovering above)

Panting resonating, longing the need of you through my nightly songs
(I hear you gasping, panting)
Distance surmised between our laughter and teases
(As I tease you with my tongue)
Asking me for another slow strip to please your ultimate release
(You reach beneath the coverings)
Frolicking on the bed of red petals as we softly parlay
(And you feel how I am hung)

Sexy lingerie peeled away
(You wrap your hand 'round my erection)
Leaving your mind weak as my curvaceous body on display
(Feel the hardness that you seek)
Close your eyes, my love and feel the softness of my silken heat
( Don't stop now, I'm in my ecstasy)
Once you part my thighs, you shall beautifully sow what your arousal reaps
(Let my fingers take a peek)

It must be the moon for me gravitating toward your manly swoon
(Your dampness is so welcoming)
Within your arms, I hear beautiful enrapture of Heaven’s Bassoon
(Your breasts are in my view)
Mm… surrendering unto the image of you as ecstasy is caught
(I'm sucking on each nipple)
My mind, heart, body you have won as you searched and sought
(Then I'll dine upon your dew)

You play those melodies so softly to my ears
(I'll hum a tune of love to you)
A beautiful engagement of such nightly serenades… alluring your presence near
(As I relish your abyss)
You give me the sweetest rush once you’re here
(Our tongues are intertwining)
Your enticing Psalms, reminisced as I close my eyes
(As we meet dawn with a kiss)

Missing you in the absence, as the Sun kisses the morning skies
(We culminate our feelings, as we release between your thighs)

Wow.. what a mental rush
You getting all into my butter rum lush
Thank you for reading
Then such enticing words your heart leading

Enjoy your late Monday evening, as I wish you a wonderful Tuesday.