Monday, February 05, 2007


Binne sagte vel
pienk en vol lus,
my ligaam teer
sensasie verruklik
die pulse ritmies.
dieper na genot.
nodige klimaks
van rukkende lus
wil krap
asem snak.
ligaame ritmies een
tot ons rug na rug
die donker in staar.

Inside soft skin
pink and filled with lust
my body tender
sensation pulsating
the movement rhythmic
deeper needing pleasure
the need will climax
stem out of rhythmic needs
want to scratch
bodies moving as one
till we lie back to back
staring into the dark


Marra said...

What a poem! But I only came half way before I had to stop. Your work sure brings out a lot of emotions. Good ones, bad ones and some buried good/bad ones. :-)

Funny how some people only face one another in a bed when there's actions, and the res of the time they ignore each other...

etain_lavena said...

This is what is sooo sad...its easy to please the body. It's difficult to please the soul, to fill each other!

Nosjunkie said...

sexy and yet not so sexy
good one hun

etain_lavena said...

Thanks babe!

captain corky said...

nice poem! I like your stuff.

etain_lavena said...

Thank you Captain:)

Rav3nn's angel said...

dis goed beskryf hoe mense lewe...

Inconsequential said...


'tis good.

etain_lavena said...

Ek raai baie mense voel dit so!

Donsie said...

Wow, baie goed gedoen Boo!!!

etain_lavena said...

Dankie skat!