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There is no sound sweeter on the face of the earth than the sound of a woman’s voice.
I ache to hear yours.
Telling me that you wish to see me upon my soft, inviting bed.
So that you can come and join me, and wrap your arms around my head.
With that look upon my face that invites you to come near,
So that I may whisper my sensual desires into your ear.
Feeling my hands as they caress your back,
Sending shivers through your body, of which
I have a knack.
Close your eyes my dear and soon you will feel.
The kisses as they land on the places that cause
you to squeal.
With your fingers running through my hair, you guide me through your zones.
I can sense your heart beginning to quicken, and can hear you begin to moan.
There is no need to hurry or quicken our pace.
You will be staying with me all night, and I will not
loosen my embrace.
I yearn to have your body, your mind, your heart, and your soul.
Becoming one with you tonight is my only goal.
Just tell me…
©2011 Augustine A. Zavala
Esteemed authors who have added to this series
- The Space of our Love (A Poem)
A poem in the shades of erotic - by Martie Coetser.
- "Bring In The Clown" by the Bluestar.
With all the recent movement towards love, and sensuality on Hub Pages at the moment I have decided to try my hand at narrative poetry. This little attempt is for all the great writers of sensual poetry that reside here in Hub Land. My pen is guided
- Look into my eyes love by Augustine A. Zavala
Poem regarding the beauty of intimacy and consumation.
- Can you come and play by Mckbirdbks
Can you come and playA glass of wine between usnothing more, dim the lights and lock the doorfingers bristle, brings a clenched teeth tickle
- One Summer Night's Passion by Must65gt
The summer's day has turned to nightand butterflies now rest from flight The evening moon is in the skyand now its only you and I
- Sweet Temptation by Rosemay50
Lust the sight of you stirs the hunger in me Soft curves that seem to flow endlessly The need to touch your velvety skin Smooth as silk with softest sheen
- Seductive Dance by Rosemay50
A candle flame flickers in soft mellow glow And shadows dance to the rhythm and flow Of passionate slow moving melody sweet The seductive sway of holding the beat
- A Night for Lovers by Rosemay50
A story of 2 lovers spending the night on the beach in each others arm.
- Jumping Into the Erotic Wave by Kallini2010
Everything is left to the imagination of the reader. The automatic thing (a robot?) decided that it was too provocative to add the ads. The story of my life.
- A Crescendo Of Fine Things by The Bluestar
Many talented hubbers have been tempted to try their hand at writing romantic and sensual poetry, me included. This is my second attempt to keep in the running of romance here, I hope that you enjoy reading it.
- Cure for a cancer survivor by Epigramman
"I'm weak,I'm nervous so take it slow. I'm sensitive about how you'll see me in this different light but I'm still the same girl you used to know.
- In The Throws... by Maggie may
I Know, I'm suppose to be reading...couldn't help it!!! In The Throws....
- Coming in from the cold by Epigramman
A young lady held my hand todayand she held it firm.
- The Danger of Riding Erotic Waves by kallini2010
Something is happening. Even if it is not, it feels as if it is... Is it October magic or the magic of new beginnings?
- Three Inches Was Erotica. Three and a Half Became LOVE. by kallini2010
Tango is my love. My love is... By losing I win, by winning I lose... Yes, this is a poem. About? About being in love and resisting. Resistance is what makes it love.
- MAKING of love - INTENSE Poem by ubanichijoke
It has been a longtime, my love As if time ran with speed Bringing to memory those precious moments Clouding my vision and thoughts I dream of you everyday
- You Are Me - A Poem by Qudsiap1
You are you; you are me my beloved Ragnar.
- It Has Been Too Long by Sueswan
I miss you my darling, it has been too long. My world is cold and empty, when you are gone
- You and Me make Three – poem by Astra Nomik
If you told me that you loved me, do you think that she would cry? Do you think as Lovers - we can’t look us in the eye? Do you want my Lips to be a-kissing of you now?
- ENCHANTRESS - Ecstasy, Intimacy and Love!!! by Makusr
This is a poem of love, ecstasy and all that is good in togetherness. This is an intimate poem to be read with your partner. Enjoy
- A Woman's Passion Exposed by Kimberlyslyrics
I crave a different form of passion tonight. Not a physical one. Rather one that stems from imagination and grows with creativity. Parts of truth and parts of private wishes. A true sketch of the dreams a woman desires from a man. Wishes from a man.
- ODE TO MY BREASTS...by b. Malin
This one's meant to poke fun at only Me...and meant for a "mature audience"...When I was a little girl growing up on Long Island...I called them "Bubbies" and was always very conscious of my older sister's and cousins Breasts, and marveled at the way
- The Dirty Violin by Lchristiane
I am not a toy, toys are for boys. I want a man, that possesses me like his instrument....
- Precious Encounter (a poem by Martie Coetser)
A poem in the shades of erotica.
- Forever in this moment (with you) by Epigramman
You paint my world and it feels so right. There was a time I lived in black and white.
- My Tongue's Desire
Oh, how I tried to get him to understand that sharing my best friend with him will not be the same. . .
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Very beautiful. Written by a romantic without a doubt.
hmm a sensual side to the comedic. nice!
Oh my, your poetry is simply breathtaking. Just reading this silently is an erotic experience. Imagine if you made a podcast....
The single ladies of Hub Pages will be heading for Texas, drawn in by the Pied Piper of sensual poetry.
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
Good morning Nadine! The intro phrase was bouncing around in my head, and I decided to write the poem this morning after work. There are many times that I feel exactly this way. I've edited my poem a bit, I was tired last night. As always, thank you for the visit.
Good morning Mike! A romantic? Yes, I'd like to think so. I adopt different personas depending on my mood. I was a bit restless when I wrote this. I'm glad it turned out well. Thank you again for visiting!
Good morning Nikki! Yes, I tend to be a jokester at times, a comedian during others. But even clowns need love. This one decided to write about the way he likes to be wanted. I like this side. I'm glad you liked it too. As always, thank you for the visit.
Gail, I can always count on you to make me feel all warm and fuzzy about myself. For all the romantic poetry I write, I tend to keep a low profile in public. However, when the opportunity for intimacy comes, I certainly relish the moment. Thank you for the kind words and all the blushing you caused.
Wow, this is seductive poetry and loving and beautiful.
I loved it!
Augustine, Your words are so very sensual. Beautiful images. Absolutely sexy and romantic. What better combination? Awesome and Beautiful and Up.
I liked this - very sensual and it even sent shivers down my back. ;)
Movie master, thank you for the comment. I'm afraid that the art of seduction seems to be falling by the wayside. If there is anything I can do to help revive it, I shall. This was floating around in my head, and it needed to be said. Thank you again for the visit.
Wow A.A. Did the Doc. up your dose or have you been playing possum???? LOL. This is really sweet and seductive. I love it....
Kathy, always so astute. I had the opening phrase stuck in my head for a couple of weeks, and decided last night to write down how I felt. I was feeling romantic last night, so the words just settled in place. Had to hold back, because I had more I could have said. But I feel that I wrote enough to get the the chemical reaction started. Looks like I succeeded. As always, thank you for visiting.
Majadez, really? Then this piece accomplished what I hoped it would do. I wrote it doing a moment when I was feeling especially sensual. And I'm glad I was able to impart the mood into this piece. Your very perceptive. Thank you so much for the visit.
Well it certainly looks as though you got the chemical reaction started.
A very sensual and beautiful write.
beautyfull...dear..fall into..
I had to have a cigarette.
A very sensual poem, A.A. Zavala. I loved it!
Ruby, I'm all natural. No preservatives or additives. You'll find I'm ready at a moments notice. What were we taking about again? I'll be your possum anytime. Always love to see you.
Rosemay, I had hoped to start a sensual cascade. Looks like I got the key ingrediants correct. A dose of longing, coupled with an intimate look and thought, followed by the right caress. I may have to patent it. As always, thank you for the visit.
All natural or au naturel? Ruby he's back.
Hi A.A.
Be still my heart. Wow! Love it!
Moneycop, I'm glad you enjoyed and appreciated it. I know you like good poetry, and am honored you saw fit to stop by.
Amy, I'm honored that I gave you a reason to take a nice, long drag on your favorite cigarrette. I know that they're really expensive now, so for you to light one up on my behalf speaks volumes. Missed you, hope your back to stay.
Alicia, as our resident biologist I've always enjoyed your hubs regarding nature and rare species. I'm honored that you've found the time to read this offering from one of your Homo Sapien followers. Thank you so much for your visit, and your sweet comment.
Mike, I'm back. Just working my way back into the scene. I was thinking of making a Fonzi type entrance into the Emerald Cafe. Leather jacket, pommade, the works. I promise to be lovable and not start trouble. Just looking for the sweeties in the poodle skirts.
Sue, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. I know you appreciate the intimate, sensual prose that quickens the pulse. Your comment and visits are always appreciated.
Augustine, I am running for a cold shower lol Soul full emotion hits the spot every time.
Bluestar, I have to take a cold shower everday. I think the art of intimacy and romance is slowly falling to the wayside. Maybe we can start a movement or revival, one cold shower at a time. As always, thank you for the visit.
Yeehaw! Zone approved there Mr. Zavala, and she's a lucky gal... a very sweet read... lily Whoa, what's this cold shower business? Well, A.A., any girl would be lucky to have you. Your on my prayer list for a girlfriend, so keep your eyes peeled buddy! lily
Oh my goodness, Augustine, this is soooo touching! I'm swallowing my breath! So vivid, I only need to close my eyes to feel those hands sending shivers through my body. Voted up and really awesome. What about doing this in voice?
Lily, how are you doing? Thank you for thoughts and kind words about finding a girlfriend. As it stands, I'm in a holding pattern and keeping myself busy. Once the opportunity presents itself, I'm sure I'll be wityh that special someone. As always, thank you for the visit.
Martie, thank you so much for the comment. I'm glad I was able to create a sensual moment for those who had the opportunity to read. As for a recording, I'll try to work on it this weekend. I'll post it to youtube and send you the link. As always, thank you for the visit.
I think you may be my favorite erotic poet! LOL! Thanks for sharing, Augustine...very nice work. WB
Wayne, being a consumate poet, I'm honored that you would say so. Your pluck at the heart strings of women through finesse deft in your prose. I'm like high fructose corn syrup, I like to get right into the blood stream! Thank you so much for the visit and comment.
Awesome!
I need to go get some fresh air now.
You! have a way with words...
:)
CMerrit, I know you enjoy poetry. I'm glad to see there are real men who understand the art of seduction and intimacy. As a man who's written poetry, I know you can relate. Thank you so much for the visit.
Fantastic poem that immediately brings me as reader into a sensual mood! This is so wonderful! Voted up
Tina
I just looked up seduction in the dictionary and saw your gorgeous face...AAZ...! You have this lost art "down to a science" and quite the femme fan base, from what these eyes are seeing!!
Voted UP & ABI and YOWSA (my special button for you!)
That was abselutely amazing, I loved it very much. That was fantastic. It put me in a moment that I hardly ever like to leave. Thank you very much for sharing that with us.
Tina, it was my pleasure to take you to your special place. Sometimes the mood jsut hits, and the moment presents itself to be romantic. As always, thank you so much for the visit.
Marie, do you have anymore copies of that dictionary? I wanted to show my ex-wife. You've always been good to me, and always have wonderful things to say about my writing. I'm glad I was able to put you in the mood and take you to new heights. As always, thank you for the visit.
Tell you what, darling?
I had a feeling I should not be present... as if I am peeking at a scene I should not witness.
Did I leave a comment or I forgot to press the button? I will check tomorrow. Today.
Youngwife, Thank you for the comment. I was in the moment when I wrote this. The effect lingered until I finally went to sleep. My dreams were especially vivid. Sometimes great things happen when you can transcribe your emotions into writing, and have others feel the same way. Thank you again for the visit.
Svetlana, tell me whatever you like. As for being a voyeur, you still peeked. Didn't you?
..I had to have a cigarette too and I'm as straight as the day is long at 25 hours - lol lol
love Amy's comment - I feel like a nimcompoop (sic) with my romantic/slash/pseudo writing compared to this hawt classic - how many times have ya been laid after they read this one - probably more times than Charlie Sheen on a long weekend - and the epi man writes 9 million hubs and he dosen't even get a kiss on the forehead - they all want that damn cat in my picture anyway. lol lol
Nice work A.A.Z I worship the hub ground you stand on man!!!!!
Colin, I lead a life of solitude at the moment. Laid? I once put a pair of pants on lay away about twenty years ago. That was it. As for the ladies, maybe they're visiting when your swimming in Lake Erie. Didn't the pink umbrella and Hyphy almost go to blows over you one night? I know it happened, I popped popcorn to watch it. Arlington time 1:13 am.
Carlos, yes, I peeked. I don't deny it.
"I can't resist you what is good is there in trying?
what is good there denying you're all that I desire?"
You should hear Daniel and me singing the song.
He is best at the line "Don't pity me!!! Don't pity me!!!"
The Spanish version he could not master past one line.
Yesterday he told me -
- Mom, your voice really matches.
- Matches what, darling?
- The song.
- I don't understand.
- You sing like the singer.
- ???
- Your voice is .... (something that I like to hear, although I doubt it is true).
So, yes, I read/peeked, but there are a couple of reasons. If I didn't - it would be impolite, wouldn't it?
I could have not read and left you precisely the same comment - but I don't do that. I don't leave comments unless I read a hub till the end.
I am a voyeur like the rest of us, but only to a certain extent.
I always think that female voices remind us of our mothers even if only subconsciously, but I do prefer male voices or low female voices. Even for studying foreign languages, it is recommended to listen to male voices first. They are more pronounced.
As far as erotic "memoirs" go - I would not know what to tell - I am terrible - I prefer to be on the receiving end. If a man could talk, it is heaven, if he can't, he is staying on the sidewalk.
There was one guy whom I met a year ago. He is ten years younger and we were taking classes together. There was nothing. Last week he came up to me (he was out of sight for 8? 9? months) and first told me "You lost a lot of weight" which made me feel that I was an elephant last year and than ten minutes later
- What can I do to seduce a woman like you?
- If you ask a question like that, nothing. Nothing you can do...
It always makes ME wonder what I should have said and done.
If you ask me now, what I am talking about I would not be able to tell you. Pondering Dolores and her conversation with...
Augustine, you're gonna make the ladies fall for you even more than they already have with this beautiful and romantic prose. A sexy poem too; can I hire you once in a while to write poetry to someone and pretend its me when they're mad at yours truly? Seriously impressive prose poem writing A.A.
Svetlana, the ignorance of youth. The young man has yet to cultivate the talk to match his drive or desire. The line he gave you is interesting, because I heard another young man use a similiar line earlier this week on a younger woman. He was dressed like someone from an MTV reality show. Kind of like an urban clown. Anyhoo, he asked the girl what's a G like him got to do to get with her. She looked at him, laughed, then walked away. Maybe you should have laughed...
Delores has many things to say to the many characters she intereacts with. As I recall, she's a woman of action. She drives the direction of the conversation. If it get's boring or uninteresting, she drives it off a cliff.
Alastar, thank you for the kind words. I'm completely honored and privileged that I have followers that enjoy my poetry. It just happens that my female followers are all beautiful, well read, cultivated, and can extract emotion and passion from my poems. Sometimes when you strike the iron while it's hot, the results are rewarding.
Your a man of substance, stature, charisma, and intelligence. So for you to ask me to write a poem on your behalf to get you out of trouble is serious. I got your back, but I need to know. What the hell did you do to get into trouble?!
Oh, the comments between you and Alastar are so funny, but they also touch on something I thought when I first read this sensual and romantic poem- "A.A. could make a good living writing poetry like this for a lot of men out there who haven't got a clue what women really want. This is what they want. Not shallow lines, but words that speak to their soul, that fill a need for emotional and then physical intimacy, the feeling of being respected, yet wanted, cherished and held. The reciprocity of pleasure... I could go on, but you get the point."
Of course it's hard to picture Alastar at a loss for the right words that would reach a woman's heart, but there are many, many men who could use a primer of poetry written by you, A.A.
Gail, thank you for the awesome review! I'm afraid that as lucrative as it would be to be a professional poet (do they exist?), I can only write and create from emotions that I can feel for myself. SO, the poets who write for greeting card companies can breathe a sigh of relief. Gail, thank you so much for the support and glowing accolades. I know I can ALWAYS feel warm and fuzzy from your comments.
What did I do? Augustine you name it bro..LOL!
Augustine, this poem of yours had made quite an impression on me - its simplicity, the quality and pureness of sensual expression, the honesty... innocence ... natural, pure yearning of a normal man... (OMG, no woman will ever develop a headache with this kind of lover in her life)... and also so impressive is the total absence of common perversion... and the most impressive is the effect of the poem - instant, instinctive arousal. (Swallowing my breath again :)) Augustine, this poem of yours is truly a little jewel in the erotic genre.
I don't see myself as a writer of romance or erotica - As a writer I tend to be more of a philosopher, or moralizer and even dictator - but this poem is now for me a giant of a challenge. Will I be able to write a poem like this?
I really can't resist the challenge. I'm going to react on this poem - if you don't mind? And what if I am successful? We can easily create a modern Song of Songs.
Alastar, sounds like you need a letter of pardon. Or maybe a stay of execution? I will gladly help you, just as long as your not making me an accessory. I want to do what I can to get you out of the dog house and back at the foot of the bed. That's what bro's are all about. And because it's you, I'll even print it out on special paper.
Martie, that would be just what the doctor ordered. I love to gain insights into what women find sensual and erotic. Even men who understand women and know how to respect and treat them can always learn something new. Love and sensuality are rare traits that will never go out of style.
I'm so honored that you enjoyed reading this piece, and that it has compelled you to write and share some of your more intimate thoughts. It's not often that writers can colloborate and share on a subject that is so complex and intimate. I wait with bated breath to read your work.
Augustine, what a challenge you have started here. The comments are either hilarious (from the boys), or you have the girls swooning at your feet. You lucky man you.Ok Martie you and Augustine have thrown down the gauntlet, and not being afraid of a challenge I will try to turn this old dolls grey matter into that of an intimate lover too. Anyone else feel like joining us? lol
Annette, of course. You may join in or watch...the hub writing challenge unfold.
And the invitation is open to anyone who wishes to join. This will get very interesting. I can't wait to see what is written, said, or banned by hubpages. I'll need plenty of energy, going to make a sandwich. Can't wait to read your offering, and I always appreciate your visit!
Thanks for sharing Annette. This is a beautiful saucy poem. I am now encouraged to post one of my own saucy poems. Thank you very much.
My goodness, very sensual indeed! you have quite a talent !
Carolsan, glad that you found the opportunity to stop by. Annette has good taste, and I'm glad to have her as a friend and fan. Thanks again for the visit.
Kimberly, thank you so much for the comment. I was fortunate to capture the essence of the moment, and glad that I was able to impart the emtion behind it. Thank you again for the visit.
A.A., I had to come back and read this one more time before i read Martie's response ( Just published ) I must say again, this is great, full of feeling, no pretense, a beautiful poem about togetherness..Loved it!!
Ruby, the door and windows are always open to your visits. Martie has the a passionate fire. Feeling very warm...
Oo-la-la! Sorry I missed this one, but glad Marti linked it. Not just all physical -- but mental, emotional . . . the total package. Just like you!
Truckstop Sally, thank you! I like it when women like me not just for my body, but for my mind and heart. Being a beefcake isn't all it's cracked up to be. I like sharing my thoughts in prose, and enjoy when others can feel what I was feeling. Thank you so much for the visit!
My GOSH A.A. You have got the hubbers fired up on this one..I honestly do not know what else to say..oh yes I remember.....OH shoot never mind....okay,just kidding....no really..uh....sorry..got nothin...I am just all flustered ..haha
Sunnie
PS..This was really good!!!
Well Sunnie, I don't know why I feel like you busted me doing something I shouldn't have been doing. HAHA! I was in the mood for love, and shared my way for intiating intimacy. It seems like move was a winner. As always, thank you for the visit!
hahaha oh I'm sorry...I didnt mean to make you feel that way....I think you did very well at showing your romantic side..The responses were awesome..I was just being silly..you know thats what we do...lol.There is never anything wrong with sharing intimacy..very important for sure and you did this so well..
Lordy, I can see this on the BIG screen dubbed, " Watch at your own rish, a possible meltdown, not responsible for heat strokes"......................Hee
Sunnie day, I was just kidding! Yes, I know you can appreciate real love and intimacy. I'm happy to see that there are others that understand where I'm coming from. Intimacy and sensuality are here to stay. Thank you!
Ruby, if I can get a Red Shoe Diary episode on Showtime, I promise to recreate a scene with you and George Jones. It's the least I can do for your support. Your Opossum #2.
hahaha, I meant, watch at your own risk ( not rish ) Talk about being flustered!! Me and Geurge, " Love's gonna live here again " Two Opossums, i've been blessed....
Always Ruby, always...
Erotica at it's finest hour. The one two lovers get to spend in each others hearts, arms and carnal desires. As a man I felt your pulse racing, waiting for her arrival to be with you the one she loves and requires to fill her utmost desires.
You both fade into blue together and the room spins with your lust for each other and then you both hit the showers and repeat it all over again. How beautiful, how sweet, how delicious. Well done A.A. rated way UP in cloud 9...
Ken, I'm honored you found the time to stop by and visit. Any critique or word of encouragement from an esteemed poet like yourself is always appreciated. If the mood strikes you, and you wish to share, we would be honored if you would add a piece to the collection. Your insights were be valued indeed. As always, thank you for the visit.
I think you've earned another A. Triple A Zavala
Mike, I'm suprised by the the comments and attention to this poem. I wrote it in one night, but the beginning phrase was in my head for a couple of weeks. I must have struck several nerves, all leading to erogenous zones.
I'll take my "A". Would love for you to make a contribution. I can't be the only man that can make a womans heart flutter. Remember the sequence, mind, heart, then body.
A.A. thank you for your kind and generous words and the offer. Something I may definitely consider if and when the mood stirs me, I have some passion left in me, I hope:-) You placed together a masterpiece from something that stirred your desires that one night. You definitely struck erogenous zones my fellow poet. Well done, you deserve applause. BTW it took me forever to scroll down the many many comments, doesn't that make you feel good, we love when our followers love our scribes, you deserve this one big time....Hot, Hot, Hot.....
I just found link to this poem on MartieCoetser's hub. You touched my senses. I'm enjoying sweet lingering taste.
Ken, thank you considering. I know that everything you produced here was written when the spirit led you to do so. In due time, if the moment presents itself, it will come. We wait with bated breath and on your timeline.
Yes, it absolutely feels good when others connect with something you've written. I'm fortunate to have others who feel the same way I do. As always, thank you so much for the visit.
Vinaya, thank you for the comment. Martie is multifaceted, and we had the pleasure to see her sensual side. I LIKE IT. Thank you for visiting and reading my offering.
Quite interesting romantic poem.
Oh my my my Augustine, you have certainly stirred a lot of emotion from some of the most talented writers in Hub Land. Maria is right in her reply to my hub, anthology what do you think? I wonder if you would like some of the other hubber's to join us, what a fantastic hubber challenge and a chance to share. Maybe get it into print. Fantastic Christmas pressies lol
Apologetics, thank you for the comment. I like writing interesting hubs, and I'm glad you were interested by the piece.
Annette, that would be awesome! I hope others would like to share their thoughts on intimacy and share. The invitation is open to anyone, and the prose could be linked to each others. I'm so excited (in all ways) for this to go forward.
I have written other poems touching on intimacy that I will link on this hub. I'm also working on another poem that may be more romantic than intimate. But one never knows where everything could lead. Loved your poem, and I hope you feel compelled to share more.
Only one word here.
Brilliant !!!
An up up and away here without a doubt.
Take care and have a great day.
Eiddwen.
Eiddwen, thank you for the comment. Feeling a bit frisky, and this was created. Wonder what happens when I go beyond "frisky" to "lascivious". Mmmm...
As always, thank you for the visit.
Wow, A.A. you had me from the start of this Sensual Poem. This has to be one of your Best...any Woman would MELT after reading this one. VOTED UP!
B.malin, the best erotic poem ever written was by you about your breast. How could I forget?
I'm surprised that tgis poem has received so much attention. I wrote it in a fit, and the finsihed product surpassed my wildest expectations. The fact that so many can relate is, overwhelming for me. I'm so glad you enjoyed.
Augustine, consider the challenge is on. You lead and I will follow. Wow, what a lovely idea now, romantic, mmmm I have only just tried sensual, but this romance business, sadly I have forgotten lol but watch this space, I am always willing to learn. Looking by the threads to you hub, we have many talented writers coming up behind. Love it and thank you for the opportunity to share.
Annette, of course! Other's have already submitted, and I hope more will follow. October to me is the perfect month for romance. Clear cold weather, fireplaces going, plenty of room underneath the comforter. I'm in the mood to write some more. We'll see what happens!
I just happened to pass.
Augustine is courting all the women on HubPages....
I am joking - but I could not resist. As I was answering my comments, I was listening to a new song:
"Un poquito" - "a little of everything (imagination, provocation, happiness, something... feel free to translate) and mucho mucho amor.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bNuCEIXH40&feature
October - a month for love? Porque? Never mind. Maybe I had too much wine. Blame it on MCK.
I will write something seductive, too. Between us ... Maja wrote another chapter (a trip to Italy) while I was caught in a bath...
At the risk of being labeled an anti-romantic I'll only say superbly erogenous and Shelley is turning you know where!
Hey Augustine. Just remembered Shelley was immolated on the pyre by his friends. Aww, you know what I meant bro.
Svetlana, it would appear as if I'm cavorting all over hubpages, just whispering sweet nothings into the ears of any woman willing to read and swoon. You'd be wrong. I can't whisper.
October for me is the month of love. I just realized that a significant number of my romantic memories occured during this month. Why? For me its the cool clear weather, the early darkness, the opportunity for haunted hay rides. Good snuggling month. Mck is a connoisseur of fine music, wine, and beautiful company. October is bringing out the romantic, seductive, creative, and best of us all. I'm in awe...
Alaster, anti-romantic? Impossible. I can't speak for your moves with the ladies, but I've known you for a bit here. I have it on good authority that you have raised temperatures and created sighs on the hubs. I'd like to think I'm astute, and when visiting your work you have quite a following. Most of them beautiful. You have the posture of a romantic.
The offer to draft the letter of pardon or stay of execution still stands. I offered shelter to Epi when I thought he murdered someone. You welcome to stay as well. Just need to bring your own pillow and vienna sausages. I got the crackers covered...
Augustine, I was joking - I would not know whether you would or would not whisper. Besides I don't believe in public whisperings - it is all pretense to me.
I was listening to music and drinking wine. I wrote something - the first effort was as mck put it "less than charming" - complete and utter rubbish. But it made me laugh. I could not even get drunk. Damn!
The second attempt was born as I was finishing the bottle. I consider October to be my month - for an obvious reason. However, my romantic memories have nothing to do with months. Even though last year A. #1 told me "you are very romantic and passionate". In October. I remembered. Because he happened to be right.
This year I would have told him "Bugger Off!" Last year I was vulnerable. This year I cannot make myself feel for those losers. There is no one for me. Lame, boring, unimaginative, ... I am not such a gift either.
That is my official line: "Why would you want a pain in ...?" That is my signal: Can you handle me? No? Don't bother.
I am sorry I am not being very romantic. I tried - I can't. Music, wine, dance, conversation? Yes. Romance? Who with?
God, I need another bottle. Remember how you told me that I look for love in all the wrong places? I don't look for it anywhere. Only music and dance makes me feel. That is why dancing tango being hold in tight embrace by a strange man I am capable to forget that I am with someone - I still feel alone. It is so enjoyable.
Svetlana, I knew you were joking. That's why I was joking back. Because I thought it was funny.
I see honesty in your new line. To be fair, everyone can be a pain the ass. I'm assuming you take it to another level? Your new signal, will it be spoken or listed on the front of a t-shirt? It is difficult to be romantic while alone. Your new avatar picture seems to corroborate that you love dancing. Tango, the forbidden dance.
No, I hate things on T-Shirts. If anybody puts anything there, there is a good chance I can ask him "What does it mean?" leading to all sorts of lame answers. Living up to my reputation. It is even more seductive. Geez, I feel more like a man - what people like? Confidence. The fact that I no longer care. It's ridiculous. The opening of eyes now - "You....ah!" Where have they all been last year? Blind? Blind. I am not interested. I don't want to carry romance on my shoulders. You know that I can write it for a battalion. But it would be the same - the conversation between me and myself. Romance between me and myself. I want the other party to PARTicipate, not just read the lines. And the photo - it is not tango - the hint - the frame is open - in tango it is a close embrace - face to face and the best hint that I love - partners look away as if not wanting seeing each other. I don't.
Face to face is a good indicator of interest, maybe love. As for the t-shirt, your right. If you can't read and understand, then you may have to ask questions. ASking you the wrong question seems to be a big turn off. A man who knows the answer, or can take the initiative to find out, maybe a winner?
Whispering is over-rated and just tickles the ear. Dropping your voice to the depth of huskiness is supremely sexy and sends a woman over the edge. Remember that little tidbit.
Beautiful poem, reminds me of when I was younger. Now if I can remind my old man.
Becky, thank you for the advice. I'll remember to moderate my tone, and increase my chances of sending her over the edge. As for your old man, maybe you whisper in his ear, or tickle him! Yes, that might work. Thank you so much for the visit.
Any man in a T-shirt with a message is a loser.
I am too old for lame T-shirts.
I don't find them attractive.
To me, the mere fact is a turn off.
One man (a young one) had a number of t-shirts with 42 on them (both the number and the text in French). It was "42 zero five" - something like that -it was his friend's business name in France. I asked him if he could have given me one (an orange one) - I don't think he understood. I would not wear it anyways, but I liked it. Maybe I would have used it at home (to fall under the table after the night of heavy drinking).
At some point, I wanted to write an article on "Reading T-shirts", but I failed to keep my notes. I keep forgetting all this NON-SENSE...
Same with men, buses and bus drivers. One bus driver told me recently that Seneca was a character from Native Indian mythology. I said "No, he was from Ancient Rome..."
Then he promptly promoted Seneca to Roman mythology, ignored my feeble attempts to correct him and “the new me” let go so easily – I just let him ramble on and on about mythology, music… Speaking about losers.
There was only one time when I was so! .... oppositional that I put a removable tattoo on my forehead - "Friends".
I think it was liberating. Done and forgotten. The same thing with the erotic poetry and drinking more that I could handle (Oh, I wish I did not).
My first version of "erotic" poem was:
"Just tell me...
No, I won't...
Come and play...
No, I won't..."
But maybe some other time. Because it ended up badly.
I never should have the entire bottle because a splitting headache is the least of my troubles today.
A glass of wine?
Oh,no, I won’t…
Hi Kalllini. No one can accuse you of not speaking your mind...lol I like your attitude.
A.A.Zavala,
Greetings from MAKUSR. Quite an expression you have made with this beautiful sensuous piece. Very good. Happy to follow you.
Lots of Love,
MAKUSR
Svetlana, as Carol3san mentioned, you are not afraid to express your true thoughts. I did happen to have a t-shirt with the number 42 on it once. And it was yellow.
Your first erotic poem sounded interesting. Sounds like a back and forth commentary, maybe with anger and annoyance. In the fantasy world ending up in a passionate embrace. In reality, maybe not?
I'm no poet. I just happen to have a knack to write something that others can realte to. Every dog has his day, and this dog was fortunate to share his moment in prose. Hope I can wrire another, and hope that you would consider doing it again. Maybe after a night of dancing?
Makusr, thank you for the comment. I was fortunate to capture a moment thought others have felt before. And I was lucky to word it in a such a way that it struck a chord. I hope to be as profound as Epigramman, Saddlerider, Wayne Brown, and other male poets here on the hubs. I have a lot of work to do. Thank you again for the visit.
Your poem "HOT", "Erotic", "Sensual", and now I think I too need some air :)
....well you are a legend for this one - but then again you were a legend for your bizarre record album covers trilogy and yes that was my contribution to the erotica challenge by Saddlerider - the one you just reviewed with 'cancer' in the title - I sincerely hope all is well with you and have you ever heard of another great English band - The Stone Roses - or the Cocteau Twins?
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Susan, I was fortunate to find the words to describe a moment I was feeling. I lucked out, and what I wrote happened to strike a nerve. Apparantly in an erogenous zone. I'm glad you enjoyed it, and so happy that others have shared their poems and thoughts on love and sensuality. I hope your leg gets better real soon!
Epi, the poem you wrote was tender, sensual, and heart breaking. You have an anthology of sensual works that we could choose from. I chose your most recent, but would like to know your favorite. Your work is so extensive, I know I may have missed it. Send the link so I can enjoy if you find the opportunity. We all would be honored to revisit and read it.
We need to hang out. The Stone Roses is one of my all time favorite bands. I love "Fools Gold" and "Made of Stone." Their music in addition to The Charlatans "The only one I know" defined my life in the early 90's. Your have the best taste in music.
Augustine, you know me well enough. Whose thoughts should I express? If they are not mine, they are not worth expressing. Besides, life is too short for pretending being something or someone else. The point would be?
Was my poem erotic? I don't think so. I did not feel romantic at the moment. (One hint: If I feel the feeling, there will be no words.) "Why do you never say anything?" Maybe because "silence is the truth" is the rule I believe in. Comes naturally.
But I like poetry, songs, sensuality, photography on certain topics. Romantic? Yes. Sensual? Yes. Erotic? Yes...
The song? Yes, the song. I loved it so. If you saw the lyrics - it is so beautiful.
I am not a poet either. Maybe having poetic minds is different from being poets. I don't know. Those are labels anyways. Definitions. Limitations.
If I put words together and they chimed and rhymed, was it a poem? But erotic? There is nothing erotic about it. Except for the title.
May I remind you that you are not a Dog, you are a Rooster. I, on the other hand...
So, with the T-shirt project: why do you have "42" on it? What does it mean?
....will send more musical favorites later - but I simply adore Kate Bush, love Primal Scream and definitely the LA's (please check out There she goes on You Tube) and yes 97% of my writing is NOT autobiographical but one I did write which is based on a true story which happened to me in real life and moved me very much to write about it - is a piece called COMING IN FROM THE COLD which was written about a year ago now and is buried deep in my epi-vault - lol - but it's worth the hunt if you have the time my dear friend - saw Lou Reed, John Cale and Nico in the 80's - all on solo tours - that was my nightclub decade - lol - and with this list you can tell I'm a big Velvet Underground fan - in fact my favorite album of all time is Lou Reed's Berlin followed closely by THE KICK INSIDE by Kate Bush and the PAT GARRETT AND BILLY THE KID soundtrack by Bob Dylan
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FIRST OF ALL, I APOLOGIZE FOR MY TYPOS IN THE COMMENTS I'VE MADE. I BLAME THE LAZZARONI AMORETTO.
Svetlana, a couple of years ago my grandkids bought the yellow t-shirt with the writing
The ultimate answer is 42" on it for my birthday. I was 38, but it's the thought that matters. I loved it, because it was cotton, and hung on my shoulders well. My shoulders are broad, and most shirts are too tight. I worked out in it and wore it until it was worn out. Maybe I'll ask for another one, since I will be 42 years old this year.
Yes, according to the chinese, I am the cock. Well, there's no changing the Chinese astrological calendar. A cock I will be. Your astrological animal should be the owl. Observant, always watching, always needing to know why. Sometimes you give a hoot, sometimes you don't. And you are a creature of the night.
Poetry as a genre is so diverse. I read a haiku the other night that was only two lines. It drove me absolutely insane, because I was trying to comprehend it's meaning and purpose. Maybe it's purpose was to drive me insane.
Your style of writing reflects the multitude of emotions, thoughts, and questions that swirl around inside of you. It's your footprint, unique to you. Producing for the masses isn't your style. No poem, an oil painting, picture, or drawing capturing your ideal sensual moment would seem to be more natural for you. I'm assuming...
That poem was beautiful. I've linked it.
You have awesome taste in music! Your collection and knowledge of the genre is amazing. I love all thes bands, and loved the girls that loved them also. I like Depeche Mode, because all of the cute girls did. ANd let's not forget the Cure. Every generation has their time and moments of epic music. I'm love ours. Swimming tonight? Arlington time 2:06 Am.
Ah ha! Thoughts written down of what goes on behind closed doors and in ones mind. Seductive and well written. : ) Thumbs up!
September girl, thank you for the comment. It was written during a moment of yearning, and I'm glad that it was received so well. Thank you again for the visit.
Sounds good, AA
It will eventually happen and I'm looking forward to it. Until then, I am just a friend-ly girl.
peace
Oh my word, here I am back again for the umpteenth time. After every depressive hub I read, I come running back to this one. Lol! I love the comments in here.
Blondey, I'm sure it will happen. Just be patient and keep looking. Thank you for the comment.
Martie, your always welcome to stop by. There's plenty of love to go around. I hope to add another piece to the puzzle soon. As always, thank you for your visit.
Augustine, so the T-Shirt was more just a T-Shirt. It was a T-shirt with a meaning.
Maybe I exaggerated when I said that every man with a logo on a T-Shirt (a lame logo on a lame t-shirt) is a loser.
Maybe what I meant, every man who ...
Never mind, then I decide who is a loser.
(Women! You will never understand them!)
But if a man cannot sustain an intelligent conversation about his t-shirt or be quick with a response given unusual question or remark, then he falls from the face of earth for me. If he can, it does not matter what he wears or fails to wear.
Today I had a conversation with ... and was remembering how I discovered my rules how to classify men. Some of them don't have the very essence of being men. Not having b-lls (I hate the expression, but the meaning is correct, being small, cowards...) If they are afraid of me - they are too small. And I was laughing at MYSELF - how long did it take me to learn to see the signs. But once I lose respect for a man, then there is no possibility for love/romance and more - I don't really despise them, I am not interested. I can feel compassion (that also can be called love), but for me - no, no, no.
But with the "poem", the erotic one - it all of a sudden had a continuation - one I have written - it was not even a poem but an attempt to write "a statement" - almost like an "accident/incident report" - IT HAS HAPPENED.
The spooky part is happened within a few days from my wish "for conversation, moonlight etc." It happened.
http://kallini2010.hubpages.com/hub/The-Danger-of-
But then something else happened and I have not written a really "erotic" (actually erotic) - and I am lost. Could it even be?
I will see your latest effort.
Yes, most women have a disdain for men who have lack of confidence. I had absolutely no confidence in meeting wome when I was younger. I had a poor example in my father when it came to meeting and treating women. I remember when I worked at Burger King on a military base in Germany while attending high school. I possessed the traits to pick up women, but not the confidence. I had single women, married women, and female soldiers coming after me. But, I didn't partake. Didn't have anything clever to say, nothing to share that was interesting, just an introvert trapped in a studs body. I'm all better now.
Men who try to talk to you may have lost their balls because your sharp look may have taken them off. I don't blame you. Men are simple creatures, like amoebas. They look to hit on the women who don't make them think too much. There must be alot of amoebas where you dance.
If your latest stirred your heart, soul, and body, then it may be erotic. That's all that matters.
Yes, Augustine, what you say is true. However, I cannot figure out why is my current flame is still aflame if he is so wrong for me? Maybe he is not so wrong. Maybe he is the predicted type.
I don't know - but the erotic wave have swept me. No words necessary except for a few rather strong ones.
Convenience. Convenience may trump our stated goals and desires. We want the best for ourselves. However, we tend to be with the one who meets most of the traits/needs we want or have at that time. Nobody is perfect, and our ideal mate may live in another country, plane of existence, or in the corner of our minds. Therefore, I believe that we settle with the one who meets most of our needs. Sometimes the list is too long.
You flame is wrong for you, yet I assume he still flickers for you. It works for now. Maybe your bonfire will show up, call you mami, and speak the many languages of love. It's ok to dream...
Wow! This is very sensual and also beautiful. Thanks to Gail for mentioning your hub in her lastest one...I got to read this.
You made me laugh with "mami". This is so Cuban.
I know. It's OK to dream.
Peggy, Gail is always the great friend and supporter. This hub exploded once Martie and Annette added to it. Their following added to the buzz, and added creations of their own. The synergy is magnetic! Thank you again for visiting.
Svetlana, your welcome. Sweet dreams!
Augustine, I can share one dream of mine with you.
Hint: you can laugh at the end.
There was a discussion of ages (how to look at men who are at least 20 years older, as fathers or potential lovers... it is all very confusing).
I did not ever want to marry for money, especially if there was such a significant age gap.
But, of course! With so many "Marriage Proposals" I had at least one from someone who is just that - about 20 years older.
The thought was never conscious, but in my dream, I suddenly agreed to get married. To that particular man.
While I was torn by my doubts, he suddenly dies one day prior to the wedding.
I am sad, yet so relieved for my lucky escape. It was almost like - "See! Since you are happy he died, you did not want it in the first place."
I doubt I will ever forget that dream. "Don't do it. You can't!" And the worst part - every time I see him now - I see this dream of mine - "he died! in my dream".
Erotic? To a point.
Erotic? Possibly. If you were excited at his death, or excited because you were free to look again for another suitor. Women do like to shop...
And I did laugh in the end. That I would let you know instead of LOLing.
No, I was not excited at all. I was sad. And now every time I see him, it makes me sad.
But sadness and love always go hand in hand.
Excitement is something else.
Sadness is more erotic than happiness.
Maybe it is just my mood.
Mike said that it is our sadness that make poets out of us. I feel very poetic now. So poetic that I am drowning.
Yes, it is your mood.
Mike is correct. There are poets whose works are the epitome of sadness. Completely heart wrenching, depressing, the lowest of the low. If this is erotic to you, then you should hyphenbirds poetry thread regarding rejection. She created it in opposite to the erotic anthology created here. Maybe after reading, you'll be in the mood?
No, Augustine, I am swimming in my ocean of love (not quite alone), yet with a ...
By now I've earned the understanding that love is the feeling within - I cannot give it or take it. Even if it is an illusion - the love very well may be, yet the need is the reality.
I don't want to write about rejection. Love and dancing, maybe with some erotica. Seas, waves...
I told Mike -
Lola rhymes with "ola" - sea wave - I'd rather enjoy the illusion of love. It is all my own creation and since you all tell me that I am such a good writer, so you can imagine what I wrote for myself - quite a story.
LOVE is...
A great poem. Masterfully written and blended with erotic strokes. A wonderful piece of poetry. Voted awesome and beautiful
Svetlana, still skeptical on the value of your writing? Individuals besides myself have allready spoke to your unique style of writing and... interacting. One day you will see.
Dancing the tango into the rushing surf, falling in with your man who would become your lover. Need a prompt?
Ubanichijoke, thank you for the comment. I read and linked one of your poems to this series. I know you understand the need for intimacy, and what you need to do to get it. Thanks again for the visit.
WOW - you and thelyricwriter are certainly heating things up today! I loved the sensuality running through your poem - voted up and HOT (well if there was a HOT then I would press that button for sure).
Beautifully sweet and tender and filled with romance. Curtain drops, fade to rockets streaking through the sky and fireworks, awesome fireworks.
Cloverleaf, thank you! I was able to capture lightning in a bottle, and looks like it turned out well. I can be real passionate, especially after a wonderful meal. Mmm, steak marinated with Asian flair...
Pegcole, yes. Fireworks is an appropriate analogy. Rockets balzing with spectacular explosions. Thank you again for the visit.
Augustine, these are the words of a romantic who sees and understands a woman beyond the simple act of pleasure. Very nice, indeed! :-)
Genna, thank you! I'm glad it has been received so well. I know there are others before me that expressed the same thing, I hope I can find their work and link. As always, thank you for the visit.
Wonderfully done, looks like the feelings are in the air.
Augustine, I’m following this hub of yours in the HP-Feed and find the conversation quite interesting. I would like to comment on your comment to kalini – “I will see your latest effort.... Yes, most women have a disdain for men....”
Particular I want to comment on your sentence “.... absolutely no confidence... didn't partake. Didn't have anything clever to say, nothing to share that was interesting, just an introvert trapped in a studs body...”
A sad scenario: This guy will be absolutely irresistible for the female extrovert with leadership qualities. She will have an unconscious need to drag him out of his corner into her world to make him experience her joy in life. She will actually fall in love with him. The chances that he will acquire the needed confidence to be happy in her world are 50-50, if that much. If he doesn’t overcome his childhood issues and therefor stay the hole-in-the-corner person he was, he will automatically jail the (infatuated) lady in his corner, making her life a kind of hell on earth as she can’t live her life according to her personality. At last she will be the introvert because of... and he will, because of the confidence he had acquired by bullying her, be the extrovert.....
I just needed to add this in here, because it is an extremely interesting scenario.
Once again: I love this poem of yours :)))
Qudsia, hello! I have been a bad follower, my apologies. Yes, love was in the air and I captured the moment. It turned out well. I've just linked your poem to Ragnar. It was truly beautiful. Thank you so much for visiting!
Martie, that's very dramatic. The introvert traps and enslaves the extrovert. The scenario is absolutely possible. I hope that never happens, and hope that I would never do that to anyone. If I did, then I remove myself to liberate her. I would never bully her, harass, or be a nuissance. just fall back into the shadows. Makes sense?
What do you mean? You mean I can't build a ticket booth here? But look at the line.
A.A. you Hub of 'love' has overcome the 'forces of heart break".
Mike, you are very successful at business. You may build a ticket booth if you wish. We'll work out the compensation and details. Svetlana had a price list for her awesomeness, maybe we could borrow the proforma and establish pricing. I would be willing to charge for a kiss, however I must stipulate that the kiss be for biological females. I'm sorry, but I'm a militant heterosexual. Just the way I was born. You May sell your books and t-shirts on one condition. I would like a bit part in the Emerald cafe saga. I would make a good Fonzi type character. Tough man who battles his tender emotions for women, while trying to find good parts for his motorcycle. Mmm, yes. I think that would work...
Oh, no the ladies seem put off by the ticket booth. I will tear it down immediately. Now the kissing booth, manned by you, a modest price to enter here, would surely be paid by the lovely ladies that have journeyed from far corners of the earth to visit your Hub.
I do recall Svetlana generated a price list. Her list included services on such an intellectual level that one took pause. I believe a modest charge for laughter was included.
Mmm, I forgot to check if Svetlana's price list was in Canadian or American currency. Yes, love is an emotion that seems to confuse many on an intellectual level. So we'll keep it simple. A hub for hub, a visit for a visit. Any male children conceived while reciting these poems may be named after me. Any females conceived may be named as the mother sees fit. Mmm, this seems logical...
I forsee that in a generation the most popular name for a man has become Augustine!!!!
Either Augustine or "Submit a comment," which is actually a first name, middle initial, and a last name. Just wait, it will happen...
I am rolling over you two. AA and Mike, you are both incorrigible.
Oh, I see I am an inspiration! Let me clarify something:
1) I have no disdain for men. I actually like men and prefer men to women. The only confusing part is "I have high standards for both men and women". Nothing to do with disdain.
2) I do have a price list, however, there is no worse business woman than I am - my motto is "Free of Charge".
3) it was recently confirmed that my vocation is creative professions. I am not business anything.
4) Augustine is a good name, but it will be better if it would not become too common. Then it will lose its charm. Like Svetlana.
- Do you know how many Svetlanas are out there?
- Of course, I do. 1,000,042.
With 'Mike' I can trump 'Svetlana' and 'Augustine' and 'Becky'all together. There are 1,000,042 (nice 42) just in the family. I might as well be named sand.
I bet Becky doesn't know just how 'incorrigible' we could be. In the nicest meaning of the term of course.
'Augustine's of the world unite." How is that for the slogan? Or something like that.
A character named "Arturo (Art) Alverz" sound about right to you?
Mike, I like the idea that people can choose names for themselves and then can change them. If it is what you want,
then there is nothing else I would like to do but to make you happy.
It is such a small effort on my part required to call you by your chosen name.
My friend Svetlana-Dolores, thanks for that, but I have grown accustom to the name, Mike. Pardon me for complaining.
Becky, yes we are. It's part of our twinkle...
Svetlana, thank you for liking men. I don't understand why women, and some men, like us. I think we're repugnant, sometimes dirty, always hungry and horny. But, that's our yoke to bear.
Mike, I was named after a saint. You named after an angel. Remember, Michael Landon was an angel in that TV show. Therefore, your name trumps all.
If you need one reason - there is one -
who would I would dance with?
Women? I hate that.
Why do I like men?
I have a father, I have a son and I had a husband.
And now...
Men give me plenty of love - not the kind I can have from women.
I appreciate variety. Yes, there are only men and women, but still - since we don't understand each other - it is pure entertainment.
What could be more irresistible?
Listen to some music:
"To dream and nothing more"
(I'll put in it on your wall).
Obviously (it was not obvious to me),
tango comes with some variety, too.
Maestro, musica, por favor! Vals (Waltz) -
It is the same question -
- why do you like dancing?
- why do you like music?
- why do you like men?
Why do you like, music, dancing, and the men? A recipe for...
Disaster?
Close.
Svetlana, yoour feet should be starting to feel better now. One more day the stiffness in your back should ease, and one more good night sleep you will be back to feeling like you did before the four days of solid dancing. Then you will rethink the 'Disaster' comment, as clever as it is.
No, Mike, as insane as it might sound... I thought I should not dance for a week. Yet before I knew - I went to Tango Halloween Party yesterday - I would not go, but my new friend and a partner I met at El Congreso is from Montreal, he goes back on Friday. In four days he taught me more than I learned in eight weeks. So I took the opportunity.
The last thing he said "I'd like to accompany you to your lesson" - I start Level 3 Tango this week. I could imagine this picture! I don't think it is such a good idea. But the whole "lessons idea" is ruined now - I am so past it.
Teachers offer me PRIVATE lessons. "This Montreal Miracle Worker" was showcasing me in front of the maestros from Buenos Aires. The organizer told me "Was it you yesterday - doing the show?"
I was doing the show. Right. He was doing the show and I tried not to look at anybody. Whatever he did - it worked - I have made my entrance. Here I am - a new Tanguera. He says I could easily perform on stage - given proper training.
There is no rest for me before this HELL -oh! - Ween is over. It is my birthday, so I have to do something here and there - I am looking forward to piece and quiet and getting back to "business as usual."
"Disaster" - I was joking. I like men. I like dancing. I even like to pretend to be clueless.
"Don't you see all men have their eyes on you?" "No. Really?"
I like men, but I like dancing more. And writing. And reading. You know me.
I might go dancing tonight as well. We'll see.
Did you like my new music?
I went in search of your new music. It is a treat. Thank you Tanguera for sharing your experience. The pictures you posted look great.
Wow what a silver tongue you have. Well put together and a nice flow.
Molometer, I just lucked out. Some men have the looks, some have the body, a few have the mind, and a select few can speak from the heart. I just got lucky, and was able to articluate a moment that I was feeling. Sometimes a dog (or rooster) can have his day. Thank you so much for the comment and visit.
AA Zavala: Wow! The love song of AA Zavala: TS Eliot, move over!
Thank you for your unique evocation of your romantic proclivities!
Voted up, and all across all categories too,
Derdriu
Derdriu, your too kind. T.S. Elliot may remain where he is. Romance and sensuality can be stirred into an intoxicating mix. Looks like many here came for a taste, and they wanted more. If you wish to see more, select any of the links above to see where their passions have taken them. Thank you again for the visit.
very good!. nice erotic piece!
very good my friend
Jesusmyjoy, I'm glad you liked this piece. Thank you for visiting.
PDX, sometimes things happen at the right time to produce something magical. This happened at the right time. Thank you again for the comment.
ain't that the truth1
PDX, I hope so.
you did here
Nice...this really captured my heart.
LChristiane, thank you for the comment. If you enjoyed this, then you should check out the other poems that were added to the anthology. All of these authors are outstanding, and their poetry will leave you breathless. Again, thank you for the visit.
This is simply beautiful, I love your words, the honesty and the sense between them. Thank you for sharing this masterpiece.
Silent Hurricane, thank you for the comment. I wrote this when I was feeling especially amorous. It all fell into place, and seems to have created a fervor. Again, thank you for the visit.
wow. i am still in awe, and i think i was scrolling down for about a minuet to make this comment. impressive sir. i feel that your tone and style was one that was easy for women to relate to. to fall for. it was classy. the way you went about saying what you wanted to say. seductive. i think it was the fact that you really wanted to please Her. you didnt mention squealing or moaning yourself. your attention was focused on giving Her a great experience. intoxicating.
Jessica, thank you! Your a consumate poet, so to get a visit from you and an accolade as well, I'm humbled. Yes, I get gratification while giving pleasure to others. I know that if I pay attention to her desires and needs, she'll keep come back for me over and over again. Thank you so much for the visit.
This is my first read from your hubs..and you already took my breath away.
Absolutely beautiful. Why aren't there enough sweet guys like you :)
Blaise25, awwwww thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. I was fortunate to have captured a sensual moment and articulate it in such a way that it resonated.
There are sensual, sweet guys/gals out there. You walk by them every day. They're the ones that watches you as you talk to your friends, listens to you laugh when you're talking on the phone, and revels in catching a glimpse of you as you walk away. They will not impose themselves on you, but they want to know you. I guess you need to notice them more often. Thank you again for the visit.
Wow what a hike to get down here!!! I am not surprised that the comments have come in thick and fast to this unbelievably brilliant poem. Voting up and pressing your buttons too. My goal is the same as yours for tonight!! Becoming one with my man again tonight is most definitely my goal!! I am sorry I've not visited you for a while ... now I realise what I have been missing!!!
Acaetnna, never apologize for being busy. I haven't visited your neck in the woods for awhile myself.
I know how sensual you could be, and your man is in for a treat. True romantic intimacy is much more intoxicating than a hardcore quickie. I'm honored by your visit, and appreciate the kind words!
Up and awesome! There isn't a sensual button, so I am going for awesome!
Leann, thank you! You should visit the authors who ahve added to the anthology. You may want to close the curtains and turn off the phone. I'm just saying...
Thanks for the suggestion and the warning A.A.
wow this is so sensual and romantic... I agree with Leaan I wish there was a sensual button to press..
beautiful
have a beautiful day
Debbie
Deborah, thank you! Everything fell into place for this poem, and it came out perfect. Thank you again for the visit.
Augustine - You brought me over here, now. . . JUST TELL ME what the heck should I do with the HOT, burning, blazing fire I feel right now after reading this, you mischievous man! And no man in sight! I better start writing another erotic poem, now when you have stirred my imagination among other things. . . wink, wink!
By the way, thanks for putting a link to my erotic poem here. I appreciate it.
Sannel, you demonstrated with your poem that you can set the hearts of men and WOMEN alight. I'm sure you can throw a rock out the window and hit somebody willing to step into the void (sorta speak).
I had no idea that this would start a thread of erotic poetry. There are accomplished poets in this genre who have a large following and write better. Sometimes a guy can get lucky.
Thank me? THANK YOU. It's your lips that stirred a hornets nest of seduction and intimacy. Don't even be coy, you know what I'm talking about...
And you're welcome!
Incredible work!
I'd like to sincerely invite you to contribute a couple of verses to this continuous love poem, if you have a moment:
Thunderkey, thank you for the invite. However, you've mistaken me for a poet. If you desire to see real talent, here's where you need to go:
http://epigramman.hubpages.com/
http://vincentmoore.hubpages.com/
http://hattiemattiemae.hubpages.com/
Thank you again for the visit.
Always interesting to read a love poem written by a man. This is particularly sensual and tasteful simultaneously which is a feat in itself. Lovely imagery and atmosphere. A classy write Augustine.
...don't worry buddy - you're a poet alright - I wish I could write something like this. lake erie time 1:18pm
Augustine could you do me a favor and check out my buddy Maria's hub - her new Western poem would be a good place to start - thanks for that my big brother and her hub name is
SCRITTOBENE
Yummy poem! Mmmmmm....there's nothing better than knowing the intimate, sensual thoughts of a man. Voted up!
Glad Colin posted this on the music site. This is really wonderful and romantic and all those emotions put together. Voted up and awesome.
Maria, thank you for the comment. Here are on the hubs you'll find men who can speak eloquently to the art of seduction. True, there is a fine line between sensual and pornographic, but there are others who are true masters at the genre. I got lucky, and found a good rhyming dictionary. Thank you so much for the visit.
Colin, you were writing like this when you were knee high to a grasshopper. Why did you think your baby sitter always wanted to bathe you? You've had a silver tongue and pen before I was even considered DNA. Yes, absolutely I will pay a visit to Maria's hub. Thank you as always.
Laura, men are simple organisms. We're one step above amoebas. That's why we're so easy. However, for some of us who are not so simple, when need a little bit more than someone who looks pretty. We crave a bit of adventure and sensuality. Now you know...
Gypsy Rose, thank you for the comment and visit. Colin is a dear friend and cheerleader. He's too kind. My work is very simple. But I hope to to be as clever as Colin one day. Thank you again for the visit.
Augustine, how I have missed this masterpiece for this long I haven't a clue but that oversight has now been corrected. I loved how you drew the outlines with your words but left the details up to the reader's imagination. That always more sexy than tawdry details. You've a gift my friend and I need to spend some serious time browsing your hubs!
Poetic, thank you for the kind words. I really got fortunate, and everything clicked. Women love men who can capture emotion and sensuality in words. They don't need the details, they understand how to read in between the lines. Thank you again for the visit.
Maggie-May Level 4 Commenter 7 months ago
Good morning Augustine,
This is beautiful, tender, seductive, and downright sweet!!! Lovely writing!!!