Each night, for Only You….
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Each night, for only You my passion’s rise,
‘midst such enthralling dreams born from delight.
Light softly shimmers from bewitching eyes,
whose melting glances thrilled me at first sight.
With night’s dark shadows dancing all around,
there, on your gentle cheeks, a rose-like glow.
While in my mind such wondrous colors found,
when first warmth’s treasure had begun to flow.
With hungry eyes, into these dreams I gaze;
your essence rides upon my eager wing …
warm, firm, the bud’s hot pleasure’s set ablaze;
then, opens forth to drink of thy sweet spring.
Look to your dreams at night … you, too, may see
this lover wild that you have made of me.
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Rascal Jenkins
©2025
This is a truly seductive write. enjoyed this.
Thank you, Fia 🌻
How lovely of you to select this one to read and leave such encouraging words in review.
Hugs ‘n smiles to You! ⁓ Rascal🖌
Oh my, I couldn’t stop reading…
The beginning, the ending and all that sensual romance sandwiched between.
I’m finding a window and perching myself there until someone starts speaking to me like this on the regular. You did that. Ruined it for every dude I know. I’m aware that I already said this but it needs repeating.
Oh-MY, right back at you, Sweet Adira!🤗
What better for a hopeful Bard than to receive the glowingly sensual approval of such a lusty femme fatale? This, I cannot answer. ; )
Aw, give those guys a chance … they feel the same, I’m sure, with You there to compel their fervorous blood to flow … even if the caresses of their words might not as vibrantly kiss your yearnings’ ache.
Ohhh-YES, Dear Poetess, repeats are always warmly welcome! ⁓ Rascal🖌
You’re going to seduce all the women on this site if you keep it up, Richard. What the hell are you going to do with all of us? We can’t all fit in your fucking shower.
I love a man who can write a Sonnet.
Hmmm, Dear Lady-Poet 🤔
A conundrum, M’Dear, if ever there was … but, as vibrantly imaginable as that cozy scenario is, imagination compels a creative bard to queue them all and admit 2-3 at a time; or, spend the coin for a bigger shower. I mean, anything to avoid leaving anyone out … LOL! I do like that title, though … “fucking” shower – ohhh-MY!
To be loved by You for any reason extends far beyond any response my humble words could justly reach.
Bless your darling heart … I’m thinking, “More sonnets!” ⁓ Rascal🖌