Tag Archives: Passion

High Above, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

High Above

In our embrace there’s no earth beneath us
The stormy clouds that were have gone away
Our warm feelings which abound are ageless
Be night or day together we shall stay

There is love music only we can hear
We dance moving tenderly in the air
A vision of love we hold ever near
Captured within each other’s eyes we stare

To our emotions we willingly yield
Flowery scent of love my lips can taste
Moving higher our passions are unsealed
Of this intimate moment we’ll not haste

In this vacuum floating far above
Totally absorbed in our precious love

Her Hand, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Her Hand

Her hot hand slid across my thigh
While fingers did a spider’s crawl
My breath reached a dangerous high

Her hot hand slid across my thigh
She’s on a mission can’t deny
Like an angler begins to trawl

Her hot hand slid across my thigh
While fingers did a spider’s crawl

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https://www.newsbreak.com/news/0OIWGzbs/dear-therapist-my-wifes-sister-came-on-to-me

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There’s No Greater Love, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

There’s No Greater Love

The beauty of your smile let me ingest
Let it wallow ever deep within me
As to put my feelings softly at rest.


Speak those velvety words I love to hear
Ones that draw me ever closer to you
As they flow rhythmically in my ear.


Caress me gently at your warming breast
That my heart may float so effortlessly
While I offer to you my next request.


Let us make love under the many stars,
Our passion greater than Venus and Mars.

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https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hans_Mont,_Mars_and_Venus,_1580,_Bronze,_The_J._Paul_Getty_Museum,_Los_Angeles.jpg

Consumed by Fire, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Consumed by Fire

A moon so bright creates a lover’s light
Is I who wishes to quickly begin
By touching her unblemished naked skin
With my lips, won’t miss any part in sight
To taste her beauty with fervent delight
So crazed shan’t yield to any discipline
My vivid passion such a fire within
Shall continue burning throughout this night

From the window we feel the morning sun
I’m ivy, to her body tightly clung
Being repeatedly charged with arson
From the tallest yardarm she’ll have me hung
To her words I am not a bit craven
With a grin I stick out my hungry tongue

Squandered, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

A Man and A Woman, Edvard Munch (1898

Squandered

Everything in my power I did give
Whether it be of my time or treasure
For in my heart wished only you to live

Within my heart there wasn’t a vile motive
All that I gave wasn’t by any measure
Everything in my power I did give

There was no attempt to hold you captive
Being with you brought me greatest pleasure
For in my heart wished only you to live

Now I pay the price for being passive
Only now do I search for an answer
Everything in my power I did give

To understand I’m willing to forgive
Your happy future I wish to ensure
For in my heart wished only you to live

My words you may take as insensitive
If only again to be as we were
Everything in my power I did give
For in my heart wished only you to live