creating us

I feel you
you are deftly
touching inside my skin
deeper than anyone else
has ever been
you are touching my mind
when you touch my body
and follow the lines
of the energy
that snakes through flesh
we follow the feeling
by smoothing muscle
and soothing memory
creating what was anew
creating from eons past
creating us from dust
when we breath it in
together

© 8 January 2010
Cynthia Ryder

old photographs

I am hearing stories
being softly spoken
in photographic sequence
showing off the wounds
freshly on your face
mirrored in your eyes
there is a depth of pain
in old photographs
where a new one is still
still shows the shadows
of your doubts and needs
overlooking the healing
I am the voyeur
seeing what you want
I toy with withholding
but the voices are loud
telling me to touch you
to give in and let you give
through this you will live

© 3 January 2010
Cynthia Ryder

Collared

I see you on your knees
head bowed before me
waiting
I order you
Lift your hair
rising from my chair
bringing the collar
down to your lips to kiss
this symbol of acceptance
of your bliss
knowing
you have chosen freely
to enter into slavery
slipping
the black collar around
circling your neck
you are now bound
snapping
the lock in its place
you are mine
for however long
we have this time

© 18 December 2009
Cynthia Ryder
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Cherries

tongue flicks, open lips
feed me the cherry
from your finger tips
rich red and sweet
juicy it drips
when I bite the skin
giving way
to sensual pleasure
tasting
scenting
feeling
I imagine crushing
the fruit on your chest
and watching
blood red streaks forming
descending streams
of deliciousness
drops to be licked
sucked from your nipples
skin tinted red
by the flesh of the fruit
I take in my mouth
feed me another

© 15 December 2009
Cynthia Ryder
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Breathe

breathing life through
and into each other
undulating
under your hands
uncoiling, rising,
It directs me
forcing my tongue
into your mouth
biting at your lips
I pull you in
pull in your energy
your love heats me
burns my spirit
searing the memory
of desire on my heart,
where today is so open
my hands fell into my body
sinking below my breasts
past my ribs to rest
inside my beating heart.

© 30 November 2009
Cynthia Ryder
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Golden

golden glowing snaking
it is rushing my body
I am heated
it is rising
I am nothing
doing nothing
but reading your words
shivering
delighting
spasm of virtual joy
I am reduced
to a single moment
strengthened
in your mind
I am beyond words
I am voiceless
silenced
timeless
glowing golden
lit by your soul

© 27 November 2009
Cynthia Ryder
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blue

my lover friend
I hold your head to my breast
caress the curls
pull your hair from your face
force me to gaze
into your blue eyes and see
myself swallowed
deeper than if I were diving
from lava formed
green cliffs above a loving sea

© 23 November 2009
Cynthia Ryder
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