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Carnival

I dance on the edge of your madness    
to the sound of thunderous tunes    
days blending into nights    
watching sun chase the moon    
   
Endless music and dance    
the festival of our dreams    
Carnaval Ponceño    
blasting the heartstrings    
of whimsical notion    
vibrating and quivering to my lust    
eyes masked with enticement    
shimmering with hues of beads    
circling curved limbs, our laughter    
drowned in sweet elixir    
of passion.    
   
Rolling in the delirium    
of the scent    
of salty sweat of sex, assaults    
while memory taunts    
Ayi lo maravilloso que se siente    
pushed against the wall,    
seduced    
by ebony flesh    
smeared on caramel,    
hot dripping kisses, fingers    
tracing my pelvic bones    
tongue lashing    
with hard stabs, attacking    
pulsating with the beat of drums    
exploding my thighs    
with the daring night    
   
Damelo Papi, lastimame!    
   
Brand your fingerprints    
on my hot burning flesh    
quenching the thirst    
of my silky desire,    
vibrating and quivering    
deeper    
muffling my moans    
in a hush    
with your wet mouth    
urging, coaxing for    
surrender.    
In the defiance maze    
the chase, wanting    
luring, alluring    
the hunter and the prey.    
   
But is it me, or is it you?    
   
Dripping with passion    
from lips    
gyrating bodies    
in synchronicity    
I am your hostage    
you are my captor    
if just for a moment    
lost in the heat of    
this connection.    
Suckling on ruby red buds    
your face buried in mounds    
a slave to this witchy woman    
intoxicated with madness.    
   
My suppressed fire    
under your skin    
melts the honey dripping    
from my aching thighs    
thick and heavy    
against your heat and weight    
longing to drown in the sweetness    
of sinful disgrace.    
   
Mmmm...pegame duro papi en las nargas    
   
Fill me with your power    
I want to feel pain and pleasure    
in this demise    
under watchful gaze of envy    
on the filthy streets, strewn    
with confetti and tattooed memories.    
   
Ahogame con su lujuria!    
   
While you lick the feral deviance    
ordering me to masturbate    
the way you'd take me    
abused and licked    
tearing my wet chocha    
filing with milky seeds    
reckless surrender    
between clemency    
   
Misericordia de ti mi amor    
   
When it's over you'd be    
just a memory, while I swing my hips    
to the beat of the drum    
the sex and lust    
just a power of the rhythm    
dance with me if you dare.    
   
Only if you dare    
to go over    
the edge!    
 
Written by Lena-underneath
Published | Edited 23rd Oct 2014
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