poetry · PostAday2011

The Way She Touches Me [#Poetry]

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There is no better feeling than her being here with me,
Every single touch by her is like ecstasy,
I am high off life I never wanted to come down,
She intensify every smile and erases every frown,
Her fingertips on my body sometimes make me giggle,
She finds all my spots so there is no mystery no riddles,
There is a certain smile she has as she touches me from head to toe,
It takes me away, romantic feeling, gift in hand and a rose,
The Art of Seduction is definitely what she practices the most,
I will do anything for her, she got me, but she don’t brag or boast,
The best times to feel her is having her upon on me very close,
Sweet touches, long kisses, intimate aroma is what I love not only the best but the most…

The Way She Touches Me by Richardo Wilson

Have you ever had a certain guy or girl touch you in a certain way that drives you wild?  (For most it’s probably their husband or wife I guess right?) Has someone’s simply touch makes goosebumps jump all over your body?  Can someone touch simply seduce you into a particular feeling?

Let me know you opinions and comments…PLEASE…lol.  Enjoy most of all though. 🙂

Thanks for reading
Richardo

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PostAday2011 · Random Thought · Sexy · women

New York City Women are Sexy

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Today was a blessed day of beauty. I had an workshop to go to today in the city. As I missed my first workshop about camera angles for shooting interviews, I made it for my Final Cut Pro workflow seminar. It was pretty interesting and an insight on Final Cut Pro, since I shall be using it more migrating from Adobe Premiere Pro and Sony Vegas. I want to make sure I am skilled in all 3.

But the women today were lovely and I hope to show you want I saw soon, next time I go.

What is sexy to you?

Thanks for reading
Richardo

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I remember when I use to go outside

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I remember the days I use to go outside, but now I just curl up inside and watch the rain pour and pour through my window on these lonely new york weather.  I want to go outside and remember what warmth feels like.  I want to go outside for a walk to the park and have a great conversation and can feel the sun shine on my cheeks as a I smile.  I want to go outside and ride a bike and feel the wind blow between my toes (sandals) and my hair.  I want to see the kiddies run around in joy to see their friends and be excited not to be trapped in the house and have to watch everyone having fun on tv and they can’t.  I remember the cool and thrilling walks in Manhattan at such spots like 42nd street times square, 34th street Harold square and even in the expensive but friendly 59th street where the sights are the high rises of beauty.

I want to enjoy the outdoors as I remembered them again, but with all this rain in New York City, I may not get to.  I can sure hope for a sunny day in the meanwhile.

Do you like the rain?  What do you do when it rains?

Thanks for reading
Richardo