****** Modes of Pleasure by Linda Marie Van Tassell ******
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Modes of Pleasure

~Body Bliss~

What a tender budding thing
is the blissful body while making love.
Transmigrating souls of affection
soar in the abodes of heaven above.

Pretzelled together, my legs around your waist,
my hips responding to your every drive.
My sighs and sweet moans, my passionate pleas.
You make the liquid of my body come alive.

Let the fire of your passion ignite my soul.
Illuminate me with your love, your light.
I am no longer myself, without you, lost.
I am a river, refreshed, quenched tonight.

You are the air through which I breathe and move.
You are my body, fevered and bruised with your kisses.
You are a singular love, a lovely dream of provocation.
You are the warmth, the hardness, all joyful blisses.

You play on the coastline of my body
under the white suns of rosy nipples;
and you rise within my naked ocean
creating warm and exhilarating ripples.

I joy in your searching fingers
as you find your way to my heart.
God! You are a titillating devil
using your hands to push my thighs apart.

And now, how do I lose myself
within the essence of your eyes?
Yet, you have made me endless,
like rain, like torment, like skies.

Here I am, the early-come dawn,
completely seduced, giving in as I must.
I am a passion-hung flower, rising into air,
into the fragrance and falling of lust.

My dear, I adore you, your purring groan.
I delight in the way you love me too much.
I drink all of you in like a deep, deep wine
and am drunk in the body bliss of touch.


~Dark Side of the Moon~

He came from the dark side
of the moon and woke me
as I'd never been woken before,
touching me so deeply inside
that I wanted him immediately -
deeper, more and more.

Passion burned through my
soul, consuming in its fire.
I pulled him so close to me.
My nails piercing his skin, and I
sighing and moaning in desire -
all my being set free.

Our bodies melted together, sweat
dripping and mingling as one -
a sucking sound between our skin.
I was so breathless and so wet.
There was nothing, none,
that he couldn't have done to me then.

He was on top of me -
moving, turning, sliding.
He was hard, hot, and so long.
Then, I felt but could not see
as his fingers, probing, hiding,
slipped inside, insistent, strong.

I arched my back, my head
turning, I closed my eyes.
My breath caught within my heart.
My hands clawing at the bed -
a hundred thousand sighs
set free, my legs spread apart.

Another sucking sound as his finger
left that secret place
down there, sacred, sacred spot.
Up he came ... I felt his hand linger
in front of my face.
God! He made me so hot!

He stuck that finger between his lips,
licking it, suckling like a babe,
the taste of me all over him.
He wanted me to suck it too, his hips
grinding into me. "I love you babe,"
he said in between the interim.

His lips fiercely kissed me,
his tongue touching mine.
My taste between the two.
I screamed like a banshee
as he broke the sheltered shrine,
every inch of him breaking through.

Binding, grinding, my soul unwinding,
my hands captured in a clinch.
He turned me inside out.
No one better at finding
out what pleased me since.
He came with a shout.

He shuddered at last
and finally withdrew
and returned to the dark side of the moon.
Raging fires burn fast;
yet, faster are through,
burning, ceasing too soon.

He leaked and pooled into me.
I can still feel him there.
I took him in my mouth, my hand.
I think of this and how he used to be
touching my body everywhere.
I know and understand.

When I drop to sleep as though dead,
he appears from the dark side of the moon,
spreading me, piercing, leaving me wet -
dripping the juices of our love upon the bed,
whispering, "Later..." and then leaving too soon
to leave me to the memories I can't forget.


~Feast of Pleasure~

Entranced, my mouth could not leave your body,
exploring and touching all I could find.
Tongue dancing in erotic figure-eights,
from head to toe, with a wet trail behind.

I lavishly showered you with ardor,
my passionate kisses upon your skin.
Mouth became a sex organ in itself,
releasing at once, then pulling you in.

This unknown pleasure captivated me,
the delicious sensations never known.
I could feel you quiver in ecstasy
as your body arched and I heard you moan.

Ravenously hungry and wanting you more,
I felt your body melting into me.
You quivered and cried, proclaiming your joy
until you relinquished in ecstasy.


~Figure Eights~

Floating between my thighs
luscious lips and tongue
lapping and licking
convoluted figure-eights
fragrant flirtation
angel's tongue slithering
bathed in rainbow
pulsating light
swirling tornado
melting
transforming
taste it
smell it
embrace it

Drifting over the horizon
beyond the breach
sipping and sucking
intricate figure-eights
dripping desire
angel's lips lathering
bathed in star-light
throbbing hardness
pushing
pulsing
wanting it
needing it
taking it


~His Dream Dancer~

I shall call myself "his lover" and not reveal my name.
Who I am is not important, the result is the same.
I type for a living with a computer on my desk.
In dreams, I am dancing in some seedy downtown burlesque.
He walks into the dance club, beholding my firm, full breasts.
I can see where he's looking and where his desire crests.
His growing passion is obvious, pronounced in his sighs.
I bend my body over as each man beneath me cries.
The flames are climbing higher as the lights glimmer above.
I give them what they dream of, some exotic goddess love.
My flesh is wet and glistening and dripping quite entire.
His lips are all but sipping me, moistened in his desire.
Honey seeps through my closed lips as I dream we are alone.
He pours himself into me to the sex of saxophone.


~Horizontal Pleasures~

Starburst crimson portal of burning desire
yields a fiery sweetness that men admire.
It is a ripe fruit at the top of the tree,
the languid liquid laps of a drowsy sea.

Move a little closer, the wind and the rain,
rise to the surface then dive under again.
Lick at the water, the salt taste of my skin.
Play your songs on my flesh to fill me within.

Make midnight a dream of jewels and treasures
filled with the fire of horizontal pleasures.
I give you my secrets, my breasts on a wave,
collar of submission which makes me your slave.


~Inside Me Night And Day~

My lover is far away.
The sky outside is sunny.
I dream of sport and play
when he'll take me by the cunny.

I'll take his rigid prick
into my mouth to taste it
and show him every trick
then in my body place it.

I'll embrace its rosy head,
make my sweet lips suck it.
I'll lay him on the bed,
glide upon and fuck it.

When I sit astride,
muscles squeezing, strained,
I'll take him deep inside
until his lust is drained.

I'll blow his fucking mind
until he begs for more
since bodies were designed
to love, to fuck, adore.

Alas! I'm yet unbound.
My love is far away.
I want his sweet dick found
inside me night and day.


~It's Really Dirty~

The warmth of water
encompasses your body
as you sit in the
bubble-bathed tub.
Your skin shimmers
with the water
and the soap
and my touch
and I wash you off.

Falling back
on the floor,
I look into your eyes.
A smile breaks across your face.
"You forgot something,"
you say, pointing down,
a dare behind your eyes.

I wash you
and stroke you
and finish my chore.

"Don't stop!" you say.
"It's really dirty."


~Make Love To Me~

You finger my body with words of desire;
and I am lost, completely vexed.
You make me burn, infinite fire;
and I am yours, utterly perplexed.

You kiss my lips with the breath of air,
and I savor your masculine taste.
You take me, caressing me everywhere,
rocking your hips, holding my waist.

You touch my skin with moonbeam sighs,
streaming through my window at night.
You slip in between my creamy thighs,
tonguing me softly till I scream in delight.

You suck my nipples with the cool blowing breeze,
moving your tongue around in delicate spheres.
You lay your body between my knees
and open me up till I plead in tears.

I beg of you take me as your lips hungrily feed
upon the flesh of my body, one with you.
I beg of you, fill me, fulfill my need,
this hunger burning and ripping me through.

You make love to me until my body is aching,
and you lick and touch and taste your rose.
You consume all my passion till my legs are shaking,
until my heart just overflows.

And I ask of you again, "My darling, please!
I need you, to feel you, inside of me, anew;"
and you laugh as you once again part my knees
and give to me what I ask of you.

God! How I want you, hopelessly lost.
I hope you can feel my plight.
I love you and need you, no matter the cost.
Please, darling, make love to me, tonight.


~Rainbow In The Night~

In the moonlight,
we move without thinking
into the comfort of each other.
Your arms about me,
drawing me against your heart.
I move into your embrace silently.
I am blue in your eyes.
Don't leave me to become
what I am without you.
If you leave me,
will I ever be Rainbow again?
You give warmth to my softness,
exploring my back and hair.
I clutch you tightly
afraid that you will disappear.
"Little love, little lost one,"
you say, as my tears slip down your shoulder.
You turn me to shades of gold.
You rock me gently,
laying your cheek against my hair.
"You have no need to be afraid."
My face is hidden in your chest.
You can feel each smothered breath.
I raise my eyes to yours,
and I glow in the eyes of my beloved.
I am a many-colored rainbow
of fluid love for you.
And you understand.
I hide in your embrace,
pressing against the
whole length of your body.
Your tender hands cup my face,
and you kiss my forehead.
I want to make you one with me,
shelter and solace and protection.
I want to drown in your body.
You cradle me in silence,
undress me in silence,
kissing my bare shoulder,
my throat and the softness there.
The bed is aroused without words.
By the light of the moon,
I watch your body burning
like a golden flame in the night.
You are beautiful enough for tears.
The slide of your skin on mine,
responsive to every touch.
I am initiated into a world
that you have long ago mastered.
My heart begins to pump thunder.
Your tongue upon my nipples,
circling the tips, while your hand
drifts downward, making feather
strokes up and down the inside
of my thigh and the hair there.
I arch my back beneath your caresses.
I am red as you press against me,
gently urging me to turn over away from you.
Your chest on my back,
your hardness pressed against me,
leaning over me nibbling at the
tender skin beneath my ear,
tugging at my breasts.
You enfold me,
encompass me with yourself,
hugging me close
and drawing your thigh up between mine
to make an erotic cradle of your body.
Your hand moves, fingers slipping deep inside me.
The sensation is exquisite.
I am mindless, lost in the feel of you,
moving in the rhythm you establish.
Gasps of helpless pleasure
from somewhere deep within escape me.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
With each move, you bring me closer
and your breath comes in a rush upon my skin.
I cannot contain it,
turning toward you
and wrapping my legs around yours,
pulling you urgently toward me.
I am a green field of clover.
Your hair falls around your shoulder,
and I tangle my fingers in it,
pulling you down to kiss your mouth.
Your body seems heavy within me,
so deep and so powerful.
I arch beneath you in shades
of red and gold and orange.
You move slowly, pinning me
with each aching, deliberate thrust,
using yourself to pleasure me.
My head falls back and
my breath comes harshly.
You kiss my exposed throat,
sucking the sensitive skin,
your whole weight pressing
me against the bed.
Your rhythm compels me,
pushes me,
drives me harder into my center.
I meet and match you.
Passion bursts over me,
blowing and shattering
and throbbing through
my body in waves and waves.
I am purple royalty,
a queen within your eyes.
On my knees I come to you
and worship you my Lord.
"Oh, God, my God,
you are a god to me,
a beautiful god."
"I'm very human.
I don't think gods behave like that."
"Pity the poor gods then.
And thank heaven we are only mere mortals."
Rainbow, I love you.
I cherish you.
You are beautiful.


~Sacred Submission~

Utterly in love and burning with desire,
I am completely naked, a prisoner of passion.
You have stripped my soul of all its hunger,
twisting my body in the most desirable fashion.

You murmur soft endearments into my ear,
pressing your kisses against my skin,
your tongue stroking in gentle circles,
tasting my lips, then probing within.

Your touch so light with the promise of more.
God! Please love me and never depart.
Touch me this way, always and forever,
spiraling up into the ecstasy of my heart.

This sweet, frightening, and beautiful wonder.
You slide faster, deeper, surer into my life.
Bodies exploding with heat and joy, wave after wave.
You are my husband, and I am your wife.

My love, you drive out all logical thought;
and I surrender, exhausted, giving all to you.
I belong to you, completely, in every way.
My heart, mind, body and soul ... all belong to you.

This sacred submission, I cannot escape you.
You are the key to my ecstasy and desire.
There is nothing about me you do not know.
You are my heat, my hunger, and source of fire.

Your aching arousal is my throbbing need,
and I guide you to my hungry thighs.
This bed of love is made of thunderstorms,
violent and savage, thrusting replies.

Take your pleasure. I can endure.
These turbulent emotions are my fondest treasure.
Give to me love and all of your promises.
I give to you passion, plenty, and pleasure.

Your masculine scent, I breathe you like air.
My receptive body is for no man to touch.
And if you asked me love, how much I love you,
I'd say, "I love you too much."

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