MEET MIDORIBLEU

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Midoribleu is an artistic local Poetess, who has previously contributed many steamy pieces to the Soul Pitt in the past, including A Bed of Roses, Love Cry and Woman.

I know you will enjoy her latest submission titled "Dreaming." As a special treat to our readers we have included some of her previous postings. Sit back Relax, Read and Enjoy.

Page 101 by Midoribleu

The pages fray from all the times I've flipped to this particular page
It's where I find my soul curl into a ball of infinite ecstasy
The words race across my eyes and cause my lips to part
And automatically I hear my voice speak those three words
Those three words that flash in every other verse on this page
Sending me to a silence met with the calming touch of patience
I know who these words reflect when I say them and I say them
With a possessed passion I can only explain as instinct
The divine understanding that he is me and I am his universe
Our entities reciprocate complacency a commonality that
We exist for the most High and are beholding to each other
Only to resolve such attractions with an inevitable union
Chemistry infused with the odorless scent of desire
Pheromones run boundless forming spirals caused by
Swirling sheets bodies joined at points of intimacy
Colliding with the terminal need for inexplicable closeness
I digress to the page that set this heart afire
The verse that turned perpetual lust into something meaningful
As if the hands of an angel touched this particular page I've frayed
Bent and physically abused to no end, this page that these words were written:
If you were my heaven and hell stood between us
The love I feel for you would overshadow such a fate
If you laid on death's door and had one wish
The love I feel for you would herald the finality with ease
If you were to ask me what words I'd murmur to you in the pinnacle of passion
I would say unabashedly, I love you, I love you, I love you...

A Girl Named Lust

By Midoribleu

All the signs were there

I didn't see it

She sauntered across the room

Desire in her eyes wanting me

Talking slowly sensually telling me

How much she admired my work, my smile

The way I carried myself in a crowd

She asked I accepted the dance...

If that walk were indicative of sex

I'd be begging her to stop

Pleading with her to cease the sweet seduction

The way she swayed as if possessed by the essence

Of music every, syncopation met with her gyration

Every dip met her groove and her hips worked deep

Low and warm against the movement of my hips

I had to hold her aggressions at a distance

Fearful that my anxious member may get a rise

But she pursued and imbued her lovely voice

In barely audible whispers in my left ear

As she stroked the right with nimble fingers

Propositioning me to come home with her

To a quieter place so we can talk

Before I knew it we were at her place

Unlocking the door slowly turning the knob

Crossing the threshold dropping her keys

In the designated bowl following the click of her heels

Into the bedroom where she lay somehow naked

Spread against the satin sheets egging me on

I obliged and undressed met her nudity with my own

Embraced and ready for action she turned me

On my back spread my arms and kissed my lips

Told me to close my eyes...

I woke the next day on a hardwood floor naked

And penniless and puzzled

All the signs were there

I just didn't see it

She was a thief and I was taken

By a girl named Lust

His Possession

By Midoribleu

She possessed me with the nature of her intimacy

That exuded so easily across my skin like the moist drops

Of dew the first rain produces and she touched my soul

In such a way as to cause shivers to surge through out

My very being, I wonder where she gets such power

How she effortlessly imbues the lighter shades of love

With the darker shades of her sexuality, it keeps calling me

Urging me to wanna dip slightly below the navel to her place

Of innermost passion conveying all my desires to her

Through the reverberations of my voice and quick gyrations of my tongue

Yet just at the point of action she seems to bring me back

Back to her, back to myself and what she truly can contribute to my life

I'd cross a thousand deserts and a million bridges to close the gap

That seems too vast since she closes herself to love

Yet love has a way of quietly escaping, sending an SOS to those who'll listen

It subtly cries out love me and all that I have to give

I hear it loud and clear and am attracted to it like the dancing camp fire

Consumed by it slowly smoldering in its enticing nature

Her warm and caring spirit that contains and restrains it toys with me

Seduces me woos me to make an offer and I do

Unexpectedly grabbing her body and bringing it close

Her heart racing with the excitement of the moment as I move closer

And softly sensually kiss her lips in such a way as to steal the very breath

From her being and infuse it with my own and she moans and lets go

Of herself and lets me in to her beauty I willingly possess and

Willingly she possesses me.