She wears midnightlike a tightly fitted dressevery curvea story of sensualitylegsa salacious sashay of beautyeyesa magnetic pull of erotic blueand lipsthat kiss himwith depths of the ocean * ©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda March 2020 ph-Pinterest
I dusted off my Snowball microphone today and recorded a spoken-word version of Love Affair. I hope you enjoy something a little steamy this afternoon.
Locked gaze of hungry eyes a fleeting touch of her body Sudden twists and turns Swirls, which are so naughty Emotions flowing in locked steps Driving both the souls in unison Tapping feet makes the melody When I’m with her Music stirs our souls Beats makes the heart move Clapping to the ever-changing melody Body … Continue reading After Hours: When I dance with her- Megha Sood
They had games secret games two players only no one else invited no one else aware intensity building with each forward move danger rising as they rounded a corner the unknown of next moves fueling fires burning since early evening growing with each minute longer they played senses on alert watching each player eye the … Continue reading Games They Play
Hello friends. Welcome to After Hours with Beth Amanda. Love to see you here. This poem developed rather randomly and on one of those days, when just looking at prompt words/phrases , suddenly a cohesive piece was forming. That doesn't happen to me often. I am good with one prompt. But putting several together sometimes … Continue reading “As the Moon Watches” After Hours in the Go Dog Go Café
Our friend Sailorpoet, S Francis, had the idea of a time at the cafe called "After Hours." These hours, for me, are some of my favorite in the day. I am not really a morning person, and need that caffeine to get going, but staying up late--I'm good at that. You never know what things … Continue reading In the After Hours of the Café