Imagining The Imagination

The scene moves me in swaths of light swirls
Pinging my senses from slumber
To see once more you stretched out
alone on those quite nights
that have become all to frequent

Your desires
Hopes
and fears
Manifested within

Now on display


The slow caress of gentle movements
willing your hand to become mine
This past journey we have travelled
many times
The slow walk to take it all in


You mind plays the part willingly
The cauldron of pleasure awaiting Soft hands to touch like the first time
Played out again and again



Without question as natural as a flower in springs first light
Open to the touch of probing desires
Your imagination unleashed
Your hand plays the tune in time to your hearts beating
Soft cries call out the name once hidden now spoken for the briefest of moments
to give everything and more is wishful
and for that moment it's just and true


Till the pleasure you crave takes hold
The sensual overload seldom seen
arrives on time
as i watch your mind flood and body float away for those precious few seconds
as we climb onboard with our suitcases full of guilt locked tight


Till next we journey together