The Feast of Them (with audio and video)

Fantasy Friday Poem #7

DISCLAIMER: This is a sensual poem.

Audio only:

Video:

 

The Feast of Them

In the sweet,

silky darkness,

of a decadent night,

she awakes

at the height of her starvation.

Her salty tears

spread

like bitters

delicately floating

across her pillow tops.

She fights with herself

when she realizes:

he was never there

to begin with.

Craving him again

as she slumbered away,

dreaming

he’d wake her

with his tongue and fingers.

She longs for him to whisper, “You’re mine tonight.”

His words would echo through her soul

and pulsate

as he pulled

her into him.

His hunger would take over

and their night time feast

would begin.

He would start

by drinking her in

like a fine wine,

full of flavor and

more exquisite with time.

He would sample her neck

<just so>

she knows

she

is

the

one

he’s chosen.

He’d run his hands down her sides

gently gliding

down the banquet of her body.

The bouquet of her bliss

would release

as soon as he pulls the sheets

down to her ankles.

Her lust would rise

like a fully cooked meal,

ready to be savored.

He would peel

piece after piece

of clothing off of her

as if her dressing

overheated her body

and might

spoil her.

Once her nakedness

was uncovered,

he would study her buffet,

<eagerly>

taking in

every option

she displayed as

open.

His decision to start

with her thighs

wouldn’t surprise her,

but it still would cause

her back

to arch up in pleasure.

He would dive right in

sucking up

every

last

succulent

drop

she dripped

and portioned

onto his mouth and tongue.

When their first course finished,

he would blow

cool air

over everything

he just licked

till it shook and shivered.

His grin would widen

as he greedily

took

her mouth again.

It was then

and only then

did she understand

that

the

main

course

would soon be served.

So she hastily slurped

the marrow out of his meat

just like he wanted—

without skipping a beat

<insatiably>

she’d drink him in.

The feast

would quickly turn

gluttonous,

so he would grab her chin

pull her up to him

and whisper,

“I’m yours.”

Her legs would wrap around him

like twine

ready to relish

his gourmet dish

only offered to her

this indulgent night.

Each scrumptious bite

of each other

more delectable than the last—

they would be ravenous

and yet—

she’d have him fill her up again and again

if he could.

As soon as every last morsel was swallowed up,

they’d bask in their fullness

of each other.

Satiated, at last.

He’d reach over,

give her kisses

so sweet

she’d melt like chocolate

warmed by his heat.

Satisfied, she’d close her eyes

and remember:

she was alone–

he was never there to begin with.

A table for one

comes with

salty tears

spread

like bitters

floating on her pillow tops.

She stops herself from moaning

into the sweet,

silky darkness

and realizes:

She’s still starving.

17 Comments

  1. When I was in the service there was a saying…”Jumped her bones, cooked her biscuits and ate her gravy.” I literally closed my eyes and listen, and listened again. Oh, those memories.

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    1. 😁 Thanks for listening! Glad it brought back some memories for you. 🤣 Did you like the video? They take forever to make and I feel like it takes away from the imagery our imaginations make while listening to the poem. 🤔

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  2. So passionate and sensual of course and she definitely wasn’t alone for us 😁 great flow and amazing description and use of words as usually 😊👍
    The video is well done, but I still prefer the audio, don’t know why
    Thank you for sharing 😊💕

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    1. Thank you Huguette!!❤❤ I prefer the audio as well. I worry that I am putting images in the reader’s minds rather than allowing them to imagine it for themselves. It takes a long time to make the videos and I’d rather be working on the next poem! Thank you for reading/watching/listening and your comment! ❤❤❤😘

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      1. Then my advise to you (if I may) just do videos while reading if someone is filming you reading but stick to the audio otherwise, less time and as you said you let the reader imagine it for themselves 😊
        My pleasure always and wish you a great weekend 😘❤️❤️

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  3. I like that you are delving into video and audio. The video showed more confidence as you went along, starting to vary pace and expression more. Audio is a great way to bring out emotions such as passion, surprise and anger. There is nothing, of course, to beat performing live 🙂

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