Intoxyc8me's blog: "Words of Pleasure"

Five Senses, Captured by LateNiteFantasy© paper, color, pen, cologne, lipstick five senses captured by the subtle hints of her parchment folded thrice creased with that limitless need for perfection with the edge of a french tipped nail that was better suited for grazing skin rather than the mundane domestic task of letter folding ink dots carelessly caught between cursive arches and printed curves blown dry with a cool breath that was better suited for dancing over the nape of a neck rather than the preservation of dark blue flowing liquid handwriting sprawled across the vast ocean of imagined thoughts powerful words need...fire...want...desire wish...dream...sigh...scream that were better suited for whispers with her devilish smile rather than the innocence of the randomly placed 26 letters perfume spritzed daintily that provocative citrus blend bringing back vivid imagery of lips pulled over teeth and arched bodies, tangled a scent better suited for adorning bare skin rather than the vicarious expression of her passion signature kiss smeared ‘frost bitten wine’ heart shaped lips speeding his tempo of breath curved in a sultry suggestive motion that was better suited for wanton caresses rather than this reserved chaste smudge of crimson paper, color, pen, cologne, lipstick five senses captured by the subtle hints of her

Thru the Night by LateNiteFantasy© Clasping hands through the long night Share with me the small things and the big I shall hold you as you search for a light We will wait for morning. Until the morning comes forth Lean on me when you need I don’t regret standing by your side Under the starless sky. You are so strong babe But if you have a nightmare You fear the dark I will light the darkness. When you're exhausted and fall asleep I shall cover you up Enfold you gently in my arms I shall stay through the silent night. The morning will eventually come Resonating what lies in my heart I’ll be there with you We will make it, babe. Thru the Night

Looking into Your Eyes by LateNiteFantasy© Looking into the your eyes What do I see? Am I real? Am I just a dream? Am I someone that you need? If I stare into the fire, Do I see a flame that’s strong? If I get lost within a fantasy Will your kiss awaken me? I believe you are my shinning star Am I your guiding light? If I give you my heart for free Will you in turn give yours to me? If I give you my everything, Will your eyes shine from within? I know I’m in love with you Are you in love with me? If we walked under a different sun Would our lives together have begun? If every drop of rain fell from the sky Would our love die? We’ll stay afloat ‘cause I believe in you And my love you believe in me.

Two Silhouettes by LateNiteFantasy© The fire glows Illuminating the shadows Two silhouettes merge Their souls screaming for release Electricity crackles in the night Passion drives them on Forcing their submission To bend to its will Storm clouds echo their flight Deep into the abyss Their primal desires Feeds their animal lust Wind inflaming the fire Consuming passion and need Two silhouettes merge Encased in eternity

The Old Storyteller by LateNiteFantasy© A fire crackles in an inn along the road The snow falls quietly in the night Folk drink their mulled wine and ale Their toils shared in the smokey room The rusted door bursts open Letting in the cold and frost An old man brushes off the night As he takes in the smoky room He sees a crowd of plain folk Dirty from their days work Tired from years of servitude Lines deep on cragged faces They take him in with blank stares Another stranger from the road His beard gray with age, his eyes full of wisdom Dirt from the road tells of his travels But they see so much more They see a bard, a storyteller of old By the look of the harp in his pack Their eyes begin to sprinkle with life He moves with a grace carved with age As he easies his burden in a darken corner Eyes never leave him, hopeful for his tales A bar maiden whispers her plea As she pours life into his mug He regards her request in quiet, Sipping warmth into his veins Then with a nod, he shuffles forth To ply his trade once more The crowd hushes as he tunes his strings Murmurs vanish to the snow As once more he tells his tales With the aid of the crackling fire He tells of kings, and brave heroes of the past And the battles they fought and lost Villains so cruel, maidens so fair Each receiving their just due He tells of lost love in a simple form Till tears from the folk begin to swell He uses his voice to set the mood His eyes piercing their very soul He weaves a simple magic over the crowd Binding them as his own By the end of night his throat is raw The candle glow have dimmed Copper and silver fill his hat From faces looking less grim The storyteller retires to a room Bones creaking with age For tomorrow the lonely road calls, tomorrow another story begins

Time by LateNiteFantasy© Slowly slides the sand inside the hour glass as time goes by. A steady pace of ticking time as the clock makes it's hourly chime. My heart beats a constant drum, it gets faster when I run. But the second hand keeps it stride, even when my blood pumps high. Forever forward in life's parade, Watching time that man has made. To measure the night and the day, in a cycle of oval play. Dust to dust in ancient clay, as time slowly ticks away.

A Lover by LateNiteFantasy© I long for a lover Whose aim will never miss my most deep erotic wish I crave a lover Whose kiss will float beneath my skin and whose touch will be more than paper thin I search for a lover Who will be wild like the wind and to all my sexual whims she will bend I cry for a lover Who will make love to me in a kama sutric way in a lover's game of play I seek a lover To who poems I will endlessly write about love in all it's glorious might --- I need a lover To hold me through the night and in the day, her love will not be out of sight I want a lover Who will stay with me beyond the break of dawn and in the morning will not be gone I would take on that lover Who like in the light of day will offer me love, not play I hear that lover Whose voice is calling me to that place where her love is falling free I am going to that lover Who will love the real me and not a picture of who they want me to be As I must be with that lover Whose love will be as gentle as the soft wind and true enough to take me to the end --- I long for a lover To whose love I could crawl and for whose words I would fall I crave a lover Who will stand above most women with true honesty of where she's been I search for a lover Whose infinite love will teach beyond the longing of lust's reach I cry for a lover Whose love is as peaceful as a dove feeling like it was sent straight from the heavens above I seek a lover Whose heart is a wide open space that will be filled with the image of my face --- I need a lover To hold me through the night and in the day, her love will not be out of sight I want a lover Who will stay with me beyond the break of dawn and in the morning will not be gone I would take on that lover Who like in the light of day Will offer me love, not play I hear that lover Whose voice is calling me To that place where her love is falling free I am going to that lover Who will love the real me and not a picture of who they want me to be As I must be with that lover Whose love will be as gentle as the soft wind and true enough to take me to the end

rain, mere rain by LateNiteFantasy© a candid walk through a moment with me the second after you reach the window your breath not yet mist there I reach you my arms wrap around you my hands warm against the flat expanse of your tummy standing, I spoon you to the best of my ability conforming the both of our bodies to the others curves and rises you are still a bastion of heat on a cold night we both are our nudity is intoxicating I'm drunk on you you turn your head to face me and we kiss and I swallow you down sweet rain perfect rain