Skin to Skin

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Skin to Skin

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There is something about skin to skin

that intoxicates and dull my senses,

the exquisite feel of sweat and oil

between the tightness of two bodies

that glide across with legs uncoil

in rubbing back and forth desires-

There is something that consumes my mind

her rounded back which makes me flushed

with lust and wants, and my body tenses

amid the moans when holding strong

skin to skin, my fingers rushed

between her thighs the pleasure find

and lost become where I belong,

skin to skin-

H.O


“There is a perfection in everything that cannot be owned.”

― Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus

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To Burn

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To Burn

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Ah those crumbs you leave behind for me to feed

just leave me hungry for the whole loaf-

You have a way to tickle dreams my dearest girl

entice my mind and make me need

our coupling words to plant a seed

and maybe grow into something more-

And then I feel the lava flow across my chest

and on my tongue a crave to taste

what flavors hide between your lips,

to rush my wants with hungry haste

my hardness strong

I’ll spread apart your eager hips

to find the streams of lava flow

and burn myself down to the core-

H.O


“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

― Pablo Neruda

Surrender

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Surrender

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‘Tis a way of loving deeply seeded in a heart

left to wither, unfulfilled desires  scattered across

places where memories come to play.

And what to do with this overflow decay

of passion in nights when all I need is you

to sprawl your body wide apart

and engulf me whole, to ride me stead

until my wants become a few

exhausted dreams of flesh and sweat,

my aching need to taste eternity

above a goddess striding hard

and I to perish in your arms.

H.O


“Reason lost the battle, and all I could do was surrender and accept I was in love.”

― Paulo Coelho, The Witch Of Portobello

Mundane

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Mundane

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I felt mundane my hands lacking the silkiness

of clouds deserved by your body,

earth crusted nails selfishly adorning the stroke

of fingers across your chest, it was a sin

to engulf your flesh so pure and soft

with time rugged lips that spoke

of love, like language was a way

to capture your lust forever mine,

to make those nerves along your spine

with inebriated spasms to remember

how once my hands and lips

engraved a moment on your skin-

H.O


“I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.”

― Pablo Neruda

A Place on Your Skin

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A Place on Your Skin

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I seek a place on your skin to hide desires

naked dreams shy from others to see

the folds around your neck in dire need

for lips to bury deep until they melt

and disappear becoming one-

A place between your breasts my lust

to keep away from prying eyes

when late at night it wakes and rise

on black smooth sheets to keep it yours

when yours become after a while

of hiding deep underneath your skin.

And thus a place between your thighs

to keep my secrets and my needs

secluded far from daily life

from all to feel the burning heat

your skin would shelter every night

and only you could safely ignite-

I seek a place on your skin to plant my seeds

of love and lust that hide between

the words I write,

and only you could safely touch

once tucked away beneath your skin-

H.O


“I loved you with texture. You loved with a softness. Texture brought detail, softness brought folds. Folds brought creases and creases had secrets.”

― Dominic Riccitello

Imagination

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Imagination

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Maybe it is better not to know

taking shape in my mind I can draw you

next to me,

perfection simply known by desires

dabbed in colors sprung to life

on a way only I see-

Close your eyes,

can you feel my loving touch?

Gliding fingers past your breasts

every nerve asking for more

finding places deep within your core-

Close your eyes,

can you hear my shorten breaths?

Flaming slowly around your neck

while my hardness enfolds your back,

sometimes better to imagine than to see-

Close your eyes,

can you feel my weight on you?

Rhythmic cadence in between lodged

desires coming home,

lost in you,  bone to bone-

Close your eyes,

Can you love me without knowing who I am?

Every fiber of your body calls my name

for your skin to douse in passion

and set aflame-

H.O


“There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun”

― Pablo Picasso

Enredado ~ Entangled

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Enredado

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¿Por qué regreso a ese momento?

Una tortura recordar el sabor de lo prohibido,

un momento fugaz grabado en el libro de mi vida.

Porque nunca supe entender que las brasas del olvido

fueron llamas quemando entre las piernas,

y en aquel instante

con mis dedos buscando tus pliegues de placer

quería engendrarme en tu cuerpo y nacer

en tus sueños-

Me quedé atrapado mi amor en tu recuerdo

enredado en ese momento-


Entangled

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Why do I go back to that moment?

A torture to remember a taste of forbidden

a brisk instant recorded on my life journal.

Because I never understood how amber from the past

were ever fire burning between your legs,

and in that moment

with my fingers searching your pleasure folds

I wanted to breed myself in your body

bearing myself in your dreams-

I remained captured my love in your memory

entangled within a moment-

H.O


“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise