Many of you know I write poetry also and I can be so inspired by other poets. This lovely lady is a talented erotic romance author as well and great friend of mine. I am so pleased 
to present some of her poems to you. Please welcome the lovely and so very special lady…
GEMMA PARKES
I miss him,
Every golden hair on his naked body.
His warmth is missing from my bed,
But his smile’s embedded in my head.
I want him,
Every part of him here with me.
I stretch but he isn’t beside me,
But l can feel his love inside me.
I need him,
Though it scares me to admit it.
There’s a void when he has gone away,
I need to see him every day.
Touch me,
Watch me melt before you like molten gold,
Arching, writhing falling apart beneath your fingers.
Kiss me,
Let me taste the love you feel for me,
On the tip of a tongue that promises so much.
Tease me,
Make me writhe and beg to be fulfilled,
Teetering on the edge of your control.
Take me,
Everything l am belongs to you alone,
And l give it freely for l am nothing without you.
Gemma Parkes
AN ORAL DANCE
A slow drip makes its way southwards,
To land on the soft surface of my skin.
I shiver at the intrusion of cold,
Before ripples of pleasure respond.
I stretch my tongue to taste another,
As it drips from the palm of your hand,
Splashing against its greedy surface,
I drink as l watch your eyes.
A small pool gathers on my stomach,
Ice cold wine from your crystal glass,
I barely breathe as you dip your head to drink,
Each gentle lap setting my skin alive.
Further southwards you travel and l spread,
Feeling the wine in delicious rivers,
Then l still again as you silence me,
With expert flicks and deepening probes.
A silent cry escapes me as l arch and writhe,
Show mercy, show mercy, l can hardly breathe,
There, oh yes, l rise and fall,
My body a puppet to your masterful tongue.
Deeper and faster we dance, rough to smooth,
Until my cry is no longer silent…
Then you slide above me once more,
To kiss and taste and share.
Gemma Parkes
ODE TO A BODY PART
I love him when he’s sleeping,
Curled small and insignificant between strong stalks,
I love to wake him up,
Feeling him growing in the heat of my mouth,
A flaccid soldier waiting for the bugle,
When it blows he rises, standing tall,
On his head a purple helmet worn with pride,
He marches into the tightest of places,
A duty to perform and a delivery to make,
Onward and upward in his brave quest,
To conquer all who stand in his way,
At last he breathes, triumphant,
His duty done his barrel empty,
To return to the slumber from whence he came,
I love him.
Gemma Parkes
Author Biography.
Gemma Parkes is a freelance writer from the UK who specializes mainly in Erotic fiction. Her writing covers a variety of sexual genres.
Previous publication credits:
Anthology inclusions:
Train Whore – Girl fever – Cleis Press
Access all Areas –Back Door Lover – Ravenous Romance
Cassandra – A Wicked and Wanton All Hallows Eve – Naughty Nights Press
Scarlet – Behind Stone Walls – Yellow Silk Dreams
Novellas:
Pleasing Mia – Rebel Ink Press
Plus many self published titles, including:
Making Waves
Park ‘n Ride
Submit to Me… and many more.
Contact Gemma:
http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
http://www.facebook.com/#!/gemmaparkesbooks
http://pinterest.com/gemmapar/
http://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=196434576&trk=tab_pro
Thank you for having me over Cassandre, we share so much more than crazy blonde hair!