Yes, our own Emma is an incredible poet and for my blog I’m posting a few of her wonderful poems. Very sensual. She says in a few words what it takes me a whole book to get across. 
If you have questions for Emma, what it’s like to be a poet, how she gets all her great ideas she’ll be onboard today and tomorrow. Remember Emma in a Brit and the time thing is a little nutty so check back.
Thanks for doing this, Emma. Love, Love, Love your work. Wonderful poems for a spring Sunday.
Hugs, Dianne
“His Hands”
by
Emma Jan 2008
He hands are square and blunt
Has of a man who works on the land
His skin isn’t soft
He has callouses but rather that detracting i find this sexy
He knows how to use his hands in a variety of ways
He can be soft and gentle
He can be firm and unrelenting
But never hard or brutal
When he runs his fingers and hands across my body i literally purr
He is so very clever with his hands and wonderfully inventive too!
He strokes,
Caresses,
Tickles
Rubs
Massages
Grips
Guides
Plays and so much more
These are after all the hands of my Lover
“His Mouth & Lips”
by
Emma Jan 2008
When he smiles he looks so sexy
His smile is to die for,
A little dangerous,
Slightly mysterious,
His lips are a work of art,
Immensely kiss-able, lick-able, nib-able and suck-able,
They are firm and sensuous
You know he sure knows hoe to use ‘em too
Kissing you slowly
Or barely touching you lips with his
A tease or simply a tester for more
And when he kisses you, really kisses you his lips can make you tingle and so hungry for more
He has the fine art of kissing down to a “T”
Where his lip lead you shall surely follow
He has that come-hither smile
Come-get-me smile
Are-you-game smile
I-dare-you smile
Well i never could resist a dare and now i off to sample the delight of his Mouth & lips
Well wouldn’t you?
“His Voice”
by
Emma Jan 2008
When he speaks my name my whole body shudders and shakes,
When he whispers in my ear i tremble all over
When he talks i listen, sometimes i close my eyes and let myself “feel” His voice all over my body.
He has a voice like aged whisky,
Smooth,
Dark & sometimes brooding,
Extremely pleasing,
Slightly husky,
With a hint of honey,
A hint of darkness,
With the full body of pleasure in every taste,
The more you sip the more you desire.
When i heard him speak for the very first time i was totally captivated,
He held me enthralled & i was powerless to resist his lure,
I saw & heard nothing else only his voice,
He was calling out to me & i of course answered with every fibre of my being.
His voice flowed, ebbed, rose & fell,
it was not so much the words he spoke but the tone of his voice that was compelling,
I could feel his voice covering my body,literally enter my skin and explore my body,
It was seducing my outer & inter body together,
I could feel his voice hypnotising me and pulling me into his world,
His realm,
His very inter sanctum.
I can tell you i was happy to respond to his call,
His lure.
After all if that was what just his voice did to me, can you just begin to imagine what the rest of him could do to me?
His Voice,
His Voice,
His Voice…………..he spoke, I listened,
He called, I answered
Tell me what would you have done?
“His Eyes”
by
Emma Jan 2008
His eyes were dark, so very dark,
Sensual,
Seductive & so very Sexy,
Intimate,
Deep almost fathomless,
Pools of pleasure,
Lonesome…………No
Inviting…………..Yes
Dangerous……….Yes
Enticing…………..Yes
Full of Promise,
Laden with Desire,
Smouldering with Expectation,
That so very heavy lidded lust just waiting to explode.
Making love to you from across the distance,
Following your every move,
Caressing every inch of your body,
So hot,
so very hot.
Then they become something entirely different,
Flirty,
Playful
Laughing,
Happy,
& so very mischievous,
That slow wink,
That crinkle in the corner of his eye,
And lets not forget how they twinkle.
This is how his Eyes captured me and still i had yet to feel him actually touching me with his,
mouth, tongue, fingers, hands, and all the rest of his glorious body.
“His Body”
by
Emma Jan 2008
When this man takes off his shirt, the world sits up and takes notice
His body is better that any work of sculpture known to man
He is 6ft 4″ of sheer male perfection
He is not the most handsome of men and somehow that makes him all the more irresistible
He has tawny hair that hangs just below his collar and has a tendency to curl…………..and gosh i love that!
A slightly dishevelled look, but don’t be deceived this man is like a tiger, slightly wary, highly intelligent and always ready to defend his own
He is lean in build and slightly lanky in frame
But he is all muscle and sinew and incredibly strong
His neck is long and elegant, perfect for feasting on
He is broad of shoulder
His arms are well developed
His hands square & blunt
His chest is free from hair
He has a six pack that is glorious
A lean wash board stomach
Small of waist
Narrow hips
A butt that is mighty fine, rounded in shape, one dimpled cheek, So bloody touch-able, lick-able, bite-able, stroke-able
Sheer poetry in motion when he walks with that rolling gait of his
His legs are long, hairy & strong
His feet are narrow and long
And as for his other manly attributes………………
“BACK-OFF,
HANDS-OFF”,
SOME THINGS I WILL NOT SHARE WITH YOU, OTHER THAN TO SAY, HE IS BUILT LIKE THE REST OF HIM AND SURE KNOWS HOW TO GIVE AND RECEIVE PLEASURE……………
Now i must sign off, cos my man is arriving home shortly and i wanna be ALL that i can be for
My Lover,
My Partner
My Happiness
Tell me could you resist this man?
