Shadow Whispers

The following was written by a man I had as a facebook friend. He has since disappeared or perhaps he changed his name & got a new page. I don’t even know his real name. This is dedicated to you my long lost friend. I hope you see this.

Stroking fingers tips along the ridged fire ball of intensity, whispering echoes of diamonds as the cooling slide of onyx trembles ……. moaning the voice of ecstasy, whimpering sighs, arc embers burn, bringing the glowing moon drops to edge around midnight’s demanding need…the scream of mystic fire runs rapid, twisting and turning on the wind of never ending….reaching , needing the cooling touch of sweetness….

Whispers of indigo, emanate from midnight’s sky…..and her phantom heartbeat echoes in the pulse beat of mystique….shimmer strands of ebon, silk seduction, fall soft as feather down across the planes of my skin……

she waits, in the saffron shadows, deep within the mist of ethereal…and I taste her hunger in each breath…her siren chains manacled in silver links of moonlight….sultry whispers of her flesh, reach out and touch my mind, silken, low…seeping entice…….skin draped in desire….

Intoxicating sigh’s she lays across my parted lips, flying on the sleek back of dreams……and I am lost within her darkened flame, shadow slipping in the night….a voice rustle of muted speak, in silky whispers, traces shivers along my spine,and warm breath slides along my neck…..between my heartbeat and a sigh….lingering in that moment, cherishing the pause, before the meeting of lips, in languid honey touch, bleeding crimson upon the cusp of yearn….

Through the mist’s of zen…the waters of her soul part..a reflection in ripples of scarlet chasms…appearing upon the slick slide of a rainbow…shrouded in velvety darkness, I sense her, before feeling her….pulsing, alive, and primeval….in her wicked…and she whispers hushed words that echo in my soul….soft kisses brush my skin, invading my heart…invading me…..demanding….and the ache of me feels the crimson, while passionate visions swirl….inside the storm of fire burn….blistering…scorching…enslaved by her wanton of breathless need…..her hushed words echo, through the shadowed night….breathless, lips, skin, touch, voice….and hands upon fevered flesh…soundless words speak erotic……Lovespeak….

Soft, sensuous…..deeply touched, her lotus blossom soul opens to my touch glide…….cocooned within my fingertips of tender, wrapped within my tongue whispers…and silence roars against fragile, shattering her flickers, in sweet rains of dew….across the white lightning of my storm wave………….Mmmm! husky whispers, breathed into her essence, and I rise to her arch, tracing the curve of her shimmer gleam, with star crossed verbs, and nouns of fire burn….

She stares through, the cloudy pane of misted crystals, wickedly biting the bottom lip of temptation , my sensual goddess, sipping the erotic taste Of ghostly nectar …..taunting me with the aching urge of her silken skin slide……feeling the heat rise in me….

Fierce, powerful, seductive….my essence battles her shine….in waves of tempest’s swirl, while she whimpers her skin allows a plea as my truth pours in rivers of gold….cascading into the lingering echoes of her voice ,left weak from the screams rising on the winds…..embracing the singing rains that drench embedded demands…. illuminating beams of silver as the moon eclipses……into Shadow Whispers ♥