LINDA THOMAS

LINDA THOMAS

HATS OFF

hats off to the gentleman who makes me dream

that quiet beast who patiently lurks in the shadows

I am that timid, shy fawn; new to this world of passions

and you, the powerful, seething wolf burning with desire

my mind races at the thought of being devoured by you

delicate creature am I, unlearned in the ways of lust

I willfully step up presenting myself to your urges

you pace around me eyeing my lithe form, studying me

am I the innocent I appear to be or does this lamb have a secret

innocence burns with vivid fantasies of desirous dreams

perhaps my blood boils as my heart pounds and body quivers

would your beast be as bold against an equal in prowess

if my needs raged and burned through my feminine loins

we could be so explosive together combined as a single force

the perfect marrying of of hunter and prey, teacher and student

reveal me for who I truly am...a most passionate being.

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BREATHE

in the mist of a fire storm

gasping and panting for breath

you look deep into my eyes

and simply say 'breathe'

our bodies riddled with sweat

muscles clamped holding tight

climax after climax

your only words 'breathe'

mind spinning and numb

skin tingling as senses heightened

body on the verge of convulsions

you whisper in my ear 'breathe'

laid totally to waste

every ounce of sanity gone

just the madness of passion's desire

the only thing left...'just breathe'...

"there will be dozens of people who will take your breath away...but the one who reminds you to breathe is to one you should keep..." ~unknown.

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BIND MY EYES

I am not afraid

the anticipation excites me

the thrill of the unknown

trusting you completely

I see by touch

I smell a fragrance

delicate and sweet

a rose

the feel of the pedals

running softly along my skin

you press something against my lips

a familiar odor, luscious and sweet

chocolate

followed by your most passionate kiss

as we share the confection

loving kisses down my neck

gentle hands caressing

the aromas, the tastes, your touch

and those beautiful three words

my mind can see all this

this drape across my eyes, a gift

one of learning to see with my soul

feel with my heart

tasting the passions of life

as you take me to the next plateau...

~LyniGirl