Impressions

“It’s pretty simple, pretty obvious: that people’s first impressions of people are really a big mistake.”  –  Vincent D’Onofrio

“Harold, like the rest of us, had many impressions which saved him the trouble of distinct ideas.”   –  George Eliot

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Impressions

Not impressed

By the cover

Your stories

Words

Actions

That make

You

Those I shall

Read

Reverently

Quietly first

In Braille

Then out loud

No stone unturned

Moving on to trace

The outline

Mouthing the

Words

Absorbing the senses

Neural imprinting

I shall

Know you by

Heart

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Bisous,

Léa

She knows me so well…

“Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket.”

– Marge Piercy

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She knows me so well…

YES

She knows my hair

Knows me so well

The muddy colored tresses

Cloaks my fears

Hiding my shame

Soaking up

Tears and shields me

From un-approving stares

These locks cool me

As the wind blows her higher

In the past

Yanked, pulled

Cut against her will

or imprisoned in clips, bands

Tossing my head – exposing my face

The only sense of freedom

My only sense of glory

Imagined myself safe

Enveloped in her embrace

Today

Raising the flag of defiance

I set her free

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Bisous,

Léa

tongue lashings

“In a time of universal deceit – telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”

–  George Orwell

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tongue lashings

she saunters to the

mic

whetting her lips

lowering them in a

hover

taking control

of the mic

of the

room

all is quiet

as her

razor sharp

shards are

propelled into the

night

vérité dans la poésie

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Bisous,

Léa

The Immaculate Orgasm

“Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe?”
– Stephen Hawking

Introduction: Throughout your life you have been educated in both Creationism, Evolution, the Big Bang. It is time you were given the true origin of the universe.

The Immaculate Orgasm

In the darkness of the void

There is only she

The goddess

She generates-first moisture

As her curious tongue

Whets full lips

With the searching

Teasing, frenzied

Explorations of her body

She generates

First heat

Molten waves

Primal, copious, forceful, fertile

Courses through her

Gaia

Oh Great Earth Mother

Ravishing, clawing digits prod

Breaking through the surface

Probing deeper

Stimulating the core

Compressing volatile matter

Moist lips – tremble

Pounding pelvic thrusts

Pulse quickens

Heavy spasmodic gasps for air

Guttural screams

The silence – broken

Muscles heave – ejaculating matter

Propelling it across the darkness

… And there is light

Bisous,

Léa

Falling

“The only way to get rid of temptation, is to yield to it.”  – Oscar Wilde

“The trouble with resisting temptation is it may never come your way again.”  – Korman’s Law

“Eroticism is like a dance: one always leads the other.”  – Milan Kundera

Falling

I am

Falling

Falling

Falling

Spinning

Turning

Somersaulting

Out of

Control

And

I’m

Afraid

And it

Excites me

Bisous,

Léa

Exaltation

“Anything worth doing is worth doing slowly.”

– Mae West

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“Try to keep your soul young and quivering right up to old age.”

– George Sand

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“Lust’s passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.

– Marquis de Sade

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Exaltation 

You

You are the one

I can feel your warmth

Over here

I’m watching you

I don’t know how to tell you

I want to toss rose petals

Lavishly upon the sheets

Take you by the hand

Take you by moonlight

Take you

Upon the flowered altar

I feel your arms surround me

When we meet

Our eyes connect

And the knowing that this is where we belong

I can feel you head

Resting against my breast

After making love

The beat of your heart

Responds to the

Thunder of my own

Bisous,

Léa

Red’s own story

“And whenever I’m in a situation where I’m wearing the same as 600 other people and doing the same thing as 600 other people, looking back, I always found ways to make myself different, whether it be having a red lining inside of my jacket, having red shoes, it hasn’t changed.”
– Jeremy Irons

“When in doubt wear RED.”
– Bill Blass

Red’s Own Story

 

She is the thick

Slick enamel

That covers my nails

A pointer when tracing

Concentric circles

On bare flesh

She is the sports car

Darting along the highway

Hugging the curves

Turning an eye

She is the ripe

Succulent strawberry

Her flesh firm

Yet yielding

Tantalizing dipped in dark chocolate

Suits her best

She is the

American beauty

Long stemmed, heady fragrance

Her tight buds unfurl

Exposing her inner delicacy

We forget the thorns

She is the creamy dark war paint

On my lips

A signature

When and where

I choose to leave my mark

She is fire

On the move

Churning inside

Rising up

Beckoning me on

She is

Passion

Bisous,

Léa

… in season

“I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it.”
– Mae West

Too much of a good thing is wonderful.
Mae West

… in season

Having fallen

From the tree

The plum bursts

With ripeness

My lips quiver

Hovered low

Anxious to devour

Juices

Flow freely

Skin sticky sweet

Delights of the season

My tongue

Rejoices

Bisous,

Léa

Memoir

“Love is forever, lust is for the moment…got a moment?” – Michael Gorman

“Too much of a good thing can be wonderful…” – Mae West

Memoir

You shall be

My pillow book

My brush

Will record

Each story

We create

Slowly

I master

Every pore

Your flesh

Will sing

With the

Tears, lust

And laughter

Shared

Exclamation points,

Ellipsis

I shall

Punctuate you

With care

Overlooking

Naught

Each mark

I leave

Every stroke

I make

Indelible

Bisous,

Léa

Sanctuary

“I speak two languages, Body and English.”

– Mae West

Sanctuary 

Your eyes

Are my deepest

Sacred pools

Light reflects

As it dances

Across the iris

Following my movements

As I take command

Distraction averts your focus

Boundaries collide and fall

I shall return again and again

For sustenance, for warmth

To grow in the hallowed embrace

Of this sanctuary

Bisous,

Léa