Ladyjewels

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  • Seductive


    Author: ladyjewel


    He watched her eyes as they sparkled in anticipation, he slowly brought it to her mouth, touched it to her lips and traced their full luscious outline.

    Her eyes grew dreamy as she opened her mouth and he gently slid it into her warm waiting mouth.

    He watched as she sucked slowly and her eyes closed in ecstasy as she swallowed the thick creamy liquid.
    she groaned and her tongue darted out to lick her lips to get the rest he had left there when he began.

    She sighed and opened her eyes, smiled a wicked smile and waited as he reached for another creamy chocolate in the box to begin again.

  • Remember me

    Author: ladyjewel

    She smiles and looks around at the people around her,
    Outside she is carm, relaxed, happy and smiles.

    He watches her smile, looks deeper and notices the smile didn’t reach her eyes,
    He sees her relaxed state and notices her hands clenched in her lap,
    He sees the people around her and notices they don’t see what he sees.

    He walks up and stands behind her, reaches down and strokes her shoulder,
    She feels him and tenses.
    He walks around and takes her hand, lifts it to his lips and kisses her fingers.
    She looks into his eyes and sees him, she knows he can see her like nobody else.

    She smiles and this time her eyes go soft and her hand closes around his.

    She opens her eyes and he’s gone, she lets one tear fall, takes a deep breath and smiles once more at the people around her that can never see inside like he could.

  • Someone Special.

    After living so long content to just be a woman, a mother a girl.

    And then her life was complete, her children adults, and all she was made for had come out whole and good.

    She stood looking out at the sea, the tears like rivers over her cheeks followed the same path as the rivers of red warm blood running down her back, the deep wounds where the wings had been, the same pair that had tried so hard to stay so many times before, and every time she was crushed she came here and they ripped from her back and floated away on the waves as she stood again and cried for what could have been.

    That was a while ago now and one day she got a written message and the gentlest of touches and the wounds again began to heal, the buds of her wings began to grow so very slowly, he gently touched her heart and she glowed, he handed her his soul and she placed it beside her soul and he joined them with a silver thread, this thread she tested many times since and so far it has held, she smiled as she changed this morning for the wings have almost grown strong enough to help her fly, strong enough to believe in her own magic, she is his rose and she will always fly to him, as long as he keeps her soul safe her wings will be safe and never bleed again.

  • Do you know?

    Author: ladyjewel

    do you know…
    do you know what perfume I like and wear, and if I like flowers or spice?
    do you know what colour i wear on my toenails, and if I wear red lipstick I feel like flirting and it gives me courage, and if I wear pink I want to be soft and quiet?
    do you know what movies make me cry, and why?
    do you know what time of the month I get emotional and bleed, and do you understand?
    do you know what inspires me, or moves me, or makes me laugh, what makes me want to be better?
    do you know the woman inside, the girl who wants to be held for nothing, cuddled and told she’s safe no matter what?
    do you know my dreams and goals, and who in my family makes me sad?
    do you know if I sit in the corner in the dark and never believe I will be found, and if I feel like I will always be the good friend and never the one someone wants more?
    do you know if I always back off and think others are more important, and try to understand the ache inside, why I am incomplete, and why I am scared to trust too quickly?
    or……do you just know,how I can be made to moan and throb in ecstasy, how I love to be touched, how I would look when I am at the hight of passion?
    my sexual feelings and what I like?
    or…….do you know or want to know, all of the above?

    if you do then you are a Man worth knowing

  • For an 8 year old Angel I nursed once.

    Mom my breathing is funny and I can’t feel my body, why are these people running around my bed?

    They must have put air inside me because I can fly now, look mom I can hold out my hands and fly high, Mom, why can’t you hear me?
    Why is she crying so much, I am ok now the hurt is gone and now I can breath without that nasty tube they put inside me, its ok mom you don’t have to worry about me any more, Dad is here to fetch me, he said he would come back later when you were ready to let me go, and now I feel ready, can you let me go now mom, he said the angels are waiting to play with me in heaven, there are lots of little angels there.

    God’s newest angel floats down and sits on her moms lap, takes her moms face in both hands and kisses her tears away, smiles at her Dad standing waiting and takes his hand, as they leave she knows mom will be ok later because dad told her

  • The Soul of the Moon.


    She is made of light and mystery, she glows and gently showers the earth with her magic.

    Curled up and sleeping she slowly opens her arms showing first a sliver of light and gently unfolding to shine bright.

    Always a gentle light, never hard and blinding, she enfolds the creatures of this earth in her magic, the animals feel her glow and their emotions follow her path.

    Lovers feel her pull and become two souls connecting, free of the constrictions of the day, free to be who they want to be.

    A girl lost in the moon, she gazes up into the ball of mystical light and she feels the pull, her soul reaches out and connects with the woman she will be, the woman waits in the moon waiting to be born into the girl, she is born of the moon, part of the moon, she will always be connected to that magical orb.

    It will always call to me…..

  • Black lace


    Author: ladyjewel


    Red high heels shape the arch of her feet,
    Black silk stockings cling to her legs ending in a ring of lace just above her knees,
    She lays stretched out on the table arms at her sides the long lace gloves framing her hands and hugging her arms,
    Her hair falling in waves over the end of the table.

    She turns her head slowly and smiles at the Man who walks slowly into the room, his eyes never leaving her gaze, her red lips curl in a soft smile and her hands hold the rose out to him offering him the sweet smelling flower

  • Waterfall lovers


    Author: ladyjewel


    She picked a flower growing near the river and placed it in her hair, it was a beautiful red, it showed so well in her dark hair, she trailed her hand in the cool water and the spray from the waterfall felt cool on her face.

    He walked out of the water as if he was part of it and smiled at the girl who sat waiting, his skin glistened and the water fell in rivers down his body making it seem like he was a part of the river.

    He held out his hand and she placed hers into his, he pulled her into his arms and lifted her high swinging her around, she laughed and kissed him, then they seemed to disappear into the water falling softly over the rocks.

    The tour guild walked into the clearing and turned to the people there, he had been bringing people here for years and he still felt the two souls of the lovers who drowned so long ago as if it was yesterday.

  • Natures Painting


    Author: ladyjewel


    The wall crumbled and old, the bricks falling to dust,
    The bones of the man as if sitting waiting against the wall,
    His bones dry and beginning to crumble, the hard hat at an angle where it had fallen, the shirt rotting and faded in the sun.

    Through the opening that used to be a window, the bright
    green creeper had begun, it had crept along the wall like a snake, and seemed to find the opening in the shirt, climbed through the ribs of the man and almost like it knew, had come to an end just before his throat.

    The bright red splash of colour and life of the rose, as if nature had placed a flower where his heart had been, shimmered in the sun.

  • The Deer.


    Author: ladyjewel


    Grazing on lush green leaves, the carm of the trees,
    The soft whistle of the wind, no hint of danger, the sun warm on his back, his tail flicking the stray fly.

    The wind changed slightly and the warm earthy smell of
    Something unknown hits his nose, he stops and his senses
    Come alive, he turns his head in the direction of the smell.

    As his eyes notice the Man standing with a coat on and a gun
    Pointed right at the deers heart, the world seems to stop,
    The bullet is like a white hot arrow singing as it comes
    It rips into his side and the force makes the deer stumble.

    As he sinks to the ground his breathing slowing down, his heartbeats slowly stopping, he watches the Man walk over to him and kneel down, he feels the warm strong hand gently stoke his neck and a strange carm comes over him, his eyes close and his soul lifts up and drifts into a place of peace, his body is lifted and carried over broard shoulders, respected by the Man who send his soul to heaven.
    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
    Posted: Jun 2013
    About this poem:
    My son went hunting for the first time with his new father in law.
    I have mixed feelings, I know hes a Man now, but I see the boy who animals just love.
    I saw a pic of him with the deer he killed and I see the Man, but I also see his eyes and how it worried him:-)
    A mother sees below what others see.
    I like to think the deer felt like this?