Today is one of those days my whole body feels sweetly intoxicated by life…I call this feeling sensuality. Sensuality to me is a state of being, something we often forget to cultivate; we seem to think superficiality is sensuality but those of us who feel it emanate from deep within, understand sensuality is something magickal,…… Continue reading Reflection #6: Sensuality
**Rough Copy Your arms are my home Only in them I can relax Laying with you is sensual and divine This moment forever engraved in my mind I feel the warmth of your skin The brush of your breasts on my back Your hands gently caress my chest While your lips kiss my neck As…… Continue reading Exploring
I have been asked, why sometimes I used some of my own photographs with my writings; am I not afraid to be looked down upon? My answer is simple; I know who I am–my head isn’t empty and my soul although imperfect isn’t corrupted, so why should I feel ashamed of sensuality when true sensuality…… Continue reading Reflection #3
Come near, Let me look at you Don’t be afraid I want to see the enigma in your eyes As I lift your chin I can see your lips quivering Your naked body I am picturing “Don’t be nervous” I whisper as your clothes come off All I want to do is honor the woman…… Continue reading PLEASURE
I breathe in the aroma of your body Naked are our bodies I feel you, skin to skin As your eyes say “keep torturing me” The rich scent of your shivering skin Is intoxicating like a gentle breeze of spring A tender caress of my hand all over your body Is the perfect remedy to…… Continue reading Surrender
Who am I?
Who am I? I am Enigma Wild like an Arabian mare Unpredictable like a tornado I am love and pain I am night and day I am light and shadow I am poet and nerd I am the student and the teacher Sensuality flows through my veins Naïve like a newborn dove Astute like a…… Continue reading Who am I?
**rough copy The full moon now gone Just like her presence from my life The night was witness to our nights of passion Full moon and hearts full of desire Tangled bodies Passions burning Her ghost whispers in my ear: “Come explore my jungle Dare to hold my mountains Invade my caves with your virility…… Continue reading Conquered