Reaching For The Moon

The enchantment of the moon tugs at the heart strings of those who are open to a magical life.

Here is a lovely haiku from such a person.  

How fortunate I am to have such an admirer ~

Haiku for an August Moon

– dedicated to Miss Joy

sleep was evasive

the moon so bright and so close

it enlivened me

on my deck I watched

the shadows of evergreens

the moon a spotlight

awash in moonlight

the open bedroom window

pulls the beams to me

awakening to

accept the last of night's gift

I am now renewed

by Mars Laurent

Listen to this lovely song sung by Lizz Wright, 
a luscious voice like velvet sliding sensuously over your body.

Now imagine the velvety touch of my nipples as they stroke your back, 

followed by the silky strands of my hair.

Is your skin tingling now?  Slow down your breath and sink deeper into bliss.

Relax and renew your mind, body, and spirit

under my healing touch.

I'll be reaching for the moon with you.

An erotic story

In praise of older women -

Joy is enchanting, erotic, and sensual. There is no substitute for experience and time to develop one's talent and she has done that. And yet she is as charming and playful as a teenager!  Something about her combines those qualities with experience that gives the insight to know just what to do and when to do it. I am always a happy man when visiting her.