You aren’t him…
You could never be him…
But right this moment
In this second
When I can smell you
Feel you taught and firm in my hands
Ready to please me
Trying to please me
Your body aching to swim in my mouth
My lips wet and wondering…
Are you, can you be enough
For now?
Is it wrong that I let myself be momentarily thrilled by you
Let my tongue plunge and flick
Feel this shock of energy
My lungs beginning to expand….
Every muscle in my body cinching
Tightening, flexing
To be with you
Feel you
Taste
Only
You….tonight
Can you do this
Can you be okay with this
Where you born to do this
Born to give me pleasure
Drive me wild
Make my skin go bumply
My nostrils flare…
My heart race
For tonight?
Do you understand?
Will you know?
Do you already know?
Your place….
I can beg you
Urge you
Open myself to you
For you
My skin yours to constrict
My reaction to you yours to own
My head spun and lost in want for just you…
Tonight.
Just for tonight
Can you keep me floating…..
Just for awhile?
Hold me
Touch me
Stroke me
Whisper your sweet breath
Stoke my fire….
Please me
Please me long enough
Slip those tender fingers just under my waistband
Just up my shirt….
Press the tight spot at the base of my neck
Use and admire my body in the way I use and admire yours….
Enough…
Just for tonight?
I feel that you were created to satiate me…
Just
For
Tonight…..
I am Yours
Tonight, but just until….
I can have
Him
I so love my little wines
The wines that keep me floating
Wines that please me just enough
Just for awhile……
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31 comments:
@Samantha have you already set these lyrics to music? If not, I think I have my work cut out for me. Jay M. once shared, over a flight of Barolo, with me my sentiment that we should not write TN but rather poems about every wine we taste... I LOVE THIS POST!
Jeremy,
I've spent the last two nights lost in my ipod. I am a lyrics lover, (hence the reason, or one of the reasons I loathe Lady Gaga) and I started a post with the lyrics of one of my favorite musical poets thinking that most or a lot of my readers might not like his music but could appreciate his talent. As I was doing that I was sipping on a little Moulin de Gassac Rose. I was loving that little wine but thinking about Tempier Bandol...from that came this post. I had been wrestling with another post so I was grateful for the 15 minutes of flow that this gave me! Glad you enjoyed it.
Hello, hello, baby, you called? I can't hear a thing I have got no service, in the club, you see, you see Wha-Wha-What did you say, huh?
What? You don't like that stuff? Me neither. Something tells me whoever wrote that was not drinking a fun little rose.
Thanks for the smile.
John My Love,
I do so adore making you smile so it was my pleasure.
You just sound horny to me.
Amy,
Well there's that too....
so deliciously naughty ;-)
Geez. Thought I had stumbled onto the verbal edition of the you porn site.
Sara,
These pieces are always fun to write, easy but fun. Cheap thrills, I loves me some cheap thrills.
Thomas,
I've missed you! I don't know what this You Porn thing you speak of is....but thank you or I'm sorry.
You never heard of YouPorn? It was covered on National Public Radio--a free porn site. My video may have won the Pfizer 4-Hour Award!
I've decided to post, when I post, comments that have nothing to do with wine--that way, I don't have to argue with anyone about things that don't matter...and, I have sworn off a number of sites.
Thomas,
Nope never heard of You Porn and I certainly do not have it bookmarked or errr, something.
Well than I am flattered that you are still reading and posting here from time to time. Now I'm wondering which ones you had to swear off of...
You can tell which ones I swore off by the disappearance of my comments on many of the blogs that I know you glance at.
Hey Sam,
You may be happy to know that I am back in the states and in the car headed home and after firing up my computer and getting online - thanks to AT&T mobile broadband (nod to sponsors :) ) - I look up and we are just passing the Spring St. offramp on the 405. So I go online to get my dose of your blog.
Again, I am greeted by a well written post. Well Done.
If you like lyrics so much, have you read any of Springsteen's lyrics? As a rabid and completely biased fan, I really think his songwriting is spectacular. His lyrics are really crazy good. Of course, he - as many other artrists - have songs and lyrics that are simplistic in some areas, but in his truly great sons - just awesome.
Hopefully, I will be able to stop by sometime in the next week to pick up some stuff. Headed back to Asia again in two weeks (didn't I just get back?).
Since it appears that neither Charlie or the Hosester are going to contribute any off-color remarks or innuendo to sully Sam's beautiful prose I am complelled to step up and offer a counterpoint from the dark side, you know, fair and balanced, protecting our borders and all that.
Shortly after I finished reading it, craving that cigarette and wishing I still smoked, the following appeared in my inbox:
Real women cause earthquakes
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2010/04/23/notes042310.DTL&nl=fix
For those not familiar with Mark Morford, he holds little sacred and delights in pointing out that not only does the emperor lack clothes but also tattoos, cerebral matter, and personal hygiene. In fact, I'm beginning to suspect that he and the HoseMaster are one and the same, just using an old pic from the 60s on the SFGate site.
Two teasers from the article offered as proof:
Best line...."but we switched to evil gays when we realized women are pretty good for certain tasks, like tea making, chicken plucking, rollerskating, paint matching, shimmying, and having sex with professional golfers."
Runner up: "Watched them wreck my furniture and steal all my hot water and rarely make me breakfast."
Hmm, how about the latter for a descriptor of those 89 point wines?
Thomas,
I um, don't look at other blogs....aside from yours, Ron's and a few others but I am so gonna figure this out.
Woo,
You flatter me. Seriously, on the freeway? Never felt as Rock Star!
Dave,
I think I might be in love....wrecked, I am wrecked and stuff.
You are her
I could never be him
But now
My mouse in my hand
Taught and firm
Ready to read you
Ready to please you
My body aching to run a marathon
In your mouth
26 sweaty miles
Am I, can I be enough
For Sam?
Is it wrong I am always thrilled by you?
My heart pounding my ribcage
My tongue down my own throat
Every orifice tightening
Shooting ping pong balls of love in the air
Wanting to be with you
Feel you
My Gorgeous Samantha
Your Poetic HoseMaster
Um, I hate it when I post a comment after being at Tracy's aka Martini Heaven.
Dave,
Thank you so much for the link and the emails. Simply cannot tell you how nice it was to get into work to find that I had been contacted by a reader that I didn't even know I had. People always tell me that I have more readers than I think but...well you just don't know until they reach out to you. So thanks kid, made my day and the offer for martinis and margaritas still stands!
Ron My Love,
That was hot. It's not me it's the pictures and what the heck? When did you start calling me Sam?!
My Gorgeous Samantha,
Ah, there was a time, buried in the mists of our Passion, when I called you Sam. Have you forgotten, My Love? I was just being nostalgic.
Now and forever you are My Gorgeous Samantha.
I love you!
Your HoseMaster
Oh I remember Love, just kind of a shock when I read that. Thought I might be in trouble or something...like you gave me a little spank for being naughty.
Spank? Naughty?
I'm here.
There you are Charlie My Love! Was wondering what it might take to get you to comment on one of my more...um, "colorful" posts. Now I know, spanking. Got it and will keep that in mind next time...
All my blood has traveled south of my brain taking with it all rational thought and leaving behind a heated up body aching for more. MORE!!!
Sip with Me,
I'm beginning to wonder if the ladies are more moved by these saucy posts than the dudes. If so, that is awesome as they tend to be a little more difficult to...inspire. Thanks for getting it lady. Working on a new post, well sort of but one with a little less, "Inspiration" if you know what I mean. Thanks as always for reading and taking the time to donate seeing as it is Pledge Week, (see HoseMaster's new post)...
That women are more difficult to inspire is an old wives tale made up by a bunch of horny and stupid old husbands. Women just require a little thought clever approach, somthing more than just a picture of naked body parts (tho those are good too). Mmmmm, how bout some beautifully and irresistibly sexy prose? Leave to another lady to know how to properly "inspire". This was just the Monday attitude adjustment I needed. You're brilliant, I love you and I want you over a glass of wine! Cheers!!
(Slipping her finger under her collar...exposing her pink excited flesh) Damn Sip with Me...made me blush...is it gettin hot in here?!
Lol, I see by my previous typos, the blood still hadn't returned to my head and then you go and start talking about excited pink flesh again. You tease! :)
Sip with Me,
That was the hottest typo since Tom Wark said, "Feel myself" instead of feed myself in our interview. Cracked my ass up....
Oh… that was no typo.
Ha! Tom's or yours?! Think I could write another one of these with a blonde and redhead over a glass of wine...course that one would get the dudes going!
Lol, neither, both. And I'm a brunette ;)
Sip with Me,
Even better...classic combination.
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