Stolen Moments Poem by janeth tumbaga

Stolen Moments



We lay together naked bodies entwined

Perspiring, holding, touching

And loving one another.

Lips caressing bodies- all cares have fled my mind

He whispers softly that he loves

Me, my body, altogether.

Fingertips trace the contours of my skin

As he delights me

Again.

Love or lust? Is it such a sin

Stealing moments

Of pleasure.

Should we refrain-?

No-one is hurt

Or likely to be.

He is not mine

Just a friend

Who loves me.

For me

Or maybe

Just my body.

Pure sex,

It-s good

No -

It-s bloody excellent

Maybe because

It-s stolen

And that makes it exciting

More so than

The norm..

Should I care feel guilt?

Or simply enjoy

The pleasure

The highs

That he gives

Me.

At least I am wanted

For something

That I can give

And enjoy

As I give

And receive

Pleasure

With my lover

My 'toy boy'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dena Mulkin Hendren 08 March 2008

Never regret something that makes you smile!

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shel cope 08 March 2008

Should you feel guilt, no. Life's for living....what else can you do with it?

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