Tasting (repost)

Couldn’t sleep, laying there with you all around me,
stirring my blood , shaking my senses. I felt my little hand caress your smooth cheek as you breathed in and out, your eyelids fluttering like a butterfly coveting a flower.

And then you tasted ,lips parted , breath mingling ,
soft flesh finding home amongst mine .
As our kiss deepened and we supped fervently from one another, I felt the blessing once more, of connection.
As you breathed life into me and my body melded to yours,
seeking the warmth I needed to feel whole.
To inhale and exhale contentedly.

Muffled sounds escaped our core, mutterings of acquiesance and plunder.
I pressed even further ,my breasts fitting your hollows, our legs entwined, hands traversing the continent of you as yours tangled in my hair .
Trailed the length of my shivering back, creating a symphony amid my synapses…..

As two living breathing souls tried to breach the battlements of our skin, encouraging unknown frontiers in osmosis.
Flowing one to the other, a mingling of untapped consciousness,
bereft of any unfelt space , completely absorbed, delicious to the tasting.

And so we tasted.

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  • JRGarland
    JRGarlandabout 2 years ago

    Awesome write my dear!! You do romance very well.

  • Thanks so much JR

    – Redviolin

  • Donna19
    Donna19about 2 years ago

    Big wow! This is just so moving. Enjoyed this work.

  • Thanks so much Donna…very glad

    – Redviolin

  • Mark Ramstead
    Mark Ramsteadabout 2 years ago

    Very tasteful… : )

  • :)))

    – Redviolin

  • sure2010
    sure2010about 2 years ago

    It is something wonderfully expressed..just complete to be ONE…
    encouraging unknown frontiers in osmosis.
    Flowing one to the other, a mingling of untapped consciousness,
    bereft of any unfelt space , completely absorbed, delicious to the tasting

    Love the intensity..depth ..smooth flow of taking inti the passion…lived

  • Thank you Sure …I so appreciate your comment

    – Redviolin

  • JaneRoberts
    JaneRobertsabout 2 years ago

    Divine. x

  • Thanks so much

    – Redviolin

  • Norma-jean Morrison
    Norma-jean Mor...about 2 years ago

    Beauty, Hugs

  • So lovely to see you Norma

    – Redviolin

  • Malcolm McCoull
    Malcolm McCoullabout 2 years ago

    The Best One…..

  • Thank you

    – Redviolin

  • kenroome
    kenroomeabout 2 years ago

    So generously immersed you are in the wondrous life.

  • Its too wonderous to not dive deep… :)

    – Redviolin

  • juddarwin
    juddarwinabout 2 years ago

    well! really! ferociously well described, inscribed in
    mind; page, sure not letting said ever erase, fade;
    more electricity holds said cousinly result
    of zeusan ligtening-source-manifestation poetry
    surely they thought not zeus struck but to smithereens, lo!
    teacher ever insisted “smithereen had its
    smitheroon much as sodom had its gomorrah,” so,
    there, ever, as well, nodded his head; we always could
    not decide wether he was flaunting is knowledge or
    incorrectly insisting some confession, that you’ll
    never know
    look on his face, not that much older than us, yet
    never mind him, with this beautiful portrayal of
    love so pefect that i can boast covering word by
    word nonstop subsequently as though each next word were
    opening my mouth itself in pronouncing almost
    telling (dictating?) the words to be not not to be
    the one on page, as at home with the page as was
    hamlet, still not forgiving him for not sharing some
    of his abandence of madness wth ophelia; not
    unoftenly have i gi’en redviolin the role
    as i’ve not changed in giving the king’s role only to
    the one seen, could hold it with any dignity (can’t
    have a king, no matter what he’s done behave the
    worst actor on stage: we need kings who have not read the
    play; do not tote a modern invisibe millstone
    face/shoulder guilt: they looked like they would have fainted as
    soon as gertrude enquired her husbands whereabouts):
    i don’t remember his name; wait a minute, think he
    played sean’s M in never say never; i’ll ask google.
    yessum. was edward fox. as said i read redviolin’s
    tasting in one go as smoohly as though i’d read it
    as many times as hamlet; it’s flow, continuous
    like links of serpent,s aligning, biting on each’s tail:
    togeterness like her many bodies of water
    its nonstop waves spreading/rounding/massaging melding
    into the grains of sand as ’twere pores of skin, full filling,
    one might say, as the water, aways, one might say, ’gain;
    tone/momentom declaring somewhat some goings on
    consequently, subsequently the street/night is long

  • Thank you Jude , what a wonderful outpouring

    – Redviolin

  • solarbear
    solarbearabout 2 years ago

    This is so sensual and fertile… really enagages the senses and like a dip in the spring… wonderful imaginative writing… synaptic symphony says it perfectly :)

  • Thank you….I liked “synaptic symphony” myself….thanks for reading

    – Redviolin

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