.
.
All the way
Top to toe...
Just a touch of you
Makes the feeling go
Deeper and deeper.
No need of words
Not even thoughts
All you know
All I need
All you know I need
Your touch...
I thought I had lost feeling
Of those places in my body
No- Must admit
I did not know
I had them...
After a long while
I get exhausted
Eventually
I fall asleep
Peacefully
Keep wondering
Who taught you this so well?
If you are not there
As I wake up
I’d say it was just a dream…
But I know
I can always go back
To my reverie
And I’ll ask you to
Make love to me
And you’ll do
Much more than that
Once more I wonder
How do you know
Exactly
What I want…
When did we meet?
How did you get
To know about all this so well?
Who taught you so well?
How many lessons
Did you take?
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Written for One Shot Wednesday
39 comments:
Nothing like a good teacher to make one enjoy learning (or re-learning) a lesson. Nice one, Dulce!
Just happened by--
Everything I have learned--which is not that much, is from that big book beside the beautiful lady-image in flaming red (un)dress--grin!
There is only one teacher for those things...it is called instinct. Is that title of the book?
IMO, when that is enjoined, stirred, and mixed with compassion, patience, tenderness, understanding, selflessness and LOVE, the 'teacher' has been the student all the while.
And is that not nearly always the case? Even in learning to play the violin...
GOOD One Shot, Dulce. You KNOW I like it. Thank you!
Beautiful Dulce...I love it when he "knows"...Takes me to heights I never knew existed...Thats the greatest place in the world...
Intimate. Beautifully written post. Thanks.
All the best, Boonie
everything has been said, this is beautiful. always a treat to stop by
leanring it is the fun part...smiles.
I have experienced just what you so beautifully and perfectly describe ... once in my life.
My eight years of wonder, intimacy, love, emotion ...... all of it.
Just a touch it is, extremely magnificent! Dulce, this one is too intimately familiar..sometimes all we need is just a touch of an expert, one who just took SO MANY lessons just in US..;) beautiful!
Beautiful as always Dulce! Passion and love simply flow from your lovely poetry and your whole blog!
:-)
I echo Carrie Burtt's words. Amazing!
The wonders of love which we all learn from each other, and teach each other. What experience doesn't tell us, instinct does.
Nice one shot poem.
Oh you naughty girl :)
Don't you just love it when you find the one who knows you so well!
Some questions should be left unanswered. I only smile when asked. And I wonder on the other where she learned knowing I really would rather not know…
The poem is great. I wouldn’t push for answers.
It matters not the lessons we learned or how we got there, it is how we use the tools we are given over time. Beautiful poem. Here is my contribution to One Shot this week - The Touch.
"All you know I need
Your touch..."
Those lines, may fav, and the ones just before create this entangled flow of a sound. Great poem. wow. Outstanding One Shot!
Dulce...
Passionately Sensual Perfection..
Those lessons hmmmm
I think the lover studied the art form and just knew.
It is a beautiful reflection on love
and intimacy
Moon blushing
Ah, where indeed? A friend once told me that her father, a privileged Mexican lad (yes, back in the day there were some of those) was taken to a brothel by his father to learn the secrets of how to please a woman. And it was apparently a standard rite of passage for young men. Girls got a Quinceañera; boys got a puta.
The best tricks you make up as you go. Bests connections physically usually bests connections when everything else is in sync. Nice write. Thanks, Gay @beachanny
When two people meet on the soul level, the physical level gets taken to whole new levels. Loved this poem!
Those places with those little nerve endings which create a huge fire within. It has been long since you wrote like this dear Dulce. Today after reading this I remembered your earlier fiery posts which made me tremble and shiver with pleasure.
One always learns new things everyday in the process of love and passion.
P. S: I liked Patti Ken's Mexican rite of passage. Interesting. Many tribal villages in India also have the same rite of passage! Cool.
Hope you are having a lovely week dear Dulce.
Joy always,
Susan
Interesting journey to your own self through the touch... Liked it and some times its instinct mixed with love makes one aware of inner desires and feelings...
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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Very interesting...if the chemistry between the teacher and student is right, it makes all the difference in the lessons taught. Nicely done.
Cheers.
more than a touch, emotion. A touch with emotion: a great feeling.
love the last question - so often we question instead of accept the moments of our life...nice write...bkm
I love the softness of this...it reminds me of having a lazy conversation while watching the curtains flowing on a warm summer breeze.....zzzzzzzzzz
The questioning love of this poem intrigues, the wondering, the not knowing heightens it, I think.
Mmm, and evocative, too.
wow...a wonderful passionate one shot.pete
Beautiful love poem -- permeated by sensuality. Well done.
Ah, the age-old nosiness of lovers - who taught you what and when? - gets a classy, sensual, smart-minded upgrade from its base potentially-jealous b.s.
:) great oneshot
El amor no necesita de lecciones...
Sólo de sentimientos y complicidad.
Besazos mi niña!!!
You really write from the heart...
Pleased to meet you :)
to me these are words of freedom and complete trust
Hot! Every image this conjures just makes me melt in my chair.
Reading the words makes me feel the love.
"Sweet dreams are made of this" I think it not so much how or what they learned -- it is more two people becoming one --- when it is just right between them,,
Lovely as usual,
Joanny
Primita, ¡que pasión! Quisiera conocer el que inspiro esta poesía. Debe ser una maravilla.
Sweet dreams, my friend! ;)
Oh this makes me weep...I have felt this way for someone I could never have... Beautiful poem.
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