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The Care After

#BDSM
#spiritual
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
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As Her Moon Dances........
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait 'til the mornin' has come
You know, I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come, my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own.............1
So vivrant, so vital-her soul shines
down upon me like a full moon, vibrant and bright
Her contention seems to
bring me to a full boil......my constitution hard,
the beast in me howls...
I can't wait 'til the mornin' has come
You know, I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come, my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own.............1
So vivrant, so vital-her soul shines
down upon me like a full moon, vibrant and bright
Her contention seems to
bring me to a full boil......my constitution hard,
the beast in me howls...
#sensual
#passion
#seductive
93 reads
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Lower

#lust
#sex
38 reads
0 Comments
WILD FINGERS and AN EVEN WILDER IMAGINATION
And how I fantasized,
that his wet and grooved tongue,
slithered between the valleys of my breasts and thighs.
Out from between his lips it slithered,
seeking a home for the love he could offer,
seeking shelter besides the cavity of his mouth.
In unison with the fantasy, I touched herself.
I pulled at my nipples,
that protruded like two love buttons,
aching forward for a mouth, a warm nose to cleave them.
My sugar sweetened the satin sheets beneath me,
and, like a river, my desire rippled forth.
And as I breathed heavily,...
that his wet and grooved tongue,
slithered between the valleys of my breasts and thighs.
Out from between his lips it slithered,
seeking a home for the love he could offer,
seeking shelter besides the cavity of his mouth.
In unison with the fantasy, I touched herself.
I pulled at my nipples,
that protruded like two love buttons,
aching forward for a mouth, a warm nose to cleave them.
My sugar sweetened the satin sheets beneath me,
and, like a river, my desire rippled forth.
And as I breathed heavily,...
#lust
#lover
#temptation
#passion
#orgasm
81 reads
1 Comment
My Pusher
she pushed ink like
a crack dealer
my number one smack dealer
my soul's healer
my mind stealer
the heroine of my heart
shootin heroin straight into my veins
main line
takin the red eye
straight to my third eye
swellin my main vine
thick n full
she push n pulls...
erections
emotions...
ink spots irises
all i see is
beautiful black lotion
the most sensual poem-a-therapy
like Calgon
she takes me away..... ...
a crack dealer
my number one smack dealer
my soul's healer
my mind stealer
the heroine of my heart
shootin heroin straight into my veins
main line
takin the red eye
straight to my third eye
swellin my main vine
thick n full
she push n pulls...
erections
emotions...
ink spots irises
all i see is
beautiful black lotion
the most sensual poem-a-therapy
like Calgon
she takes me away..... ...
1448 reads
8 Comments
When We Got To Our Friend's Art Studio
When
we got
to our friend's
art studio
and saw him painting
a portrait of this one
latest muse, she looked at me
with a smile like she had wanted
me to get naked and pose with her
in front of everyone right in that room.
we got
to our friend's
art studio
and saw him painting
a portrait of this one
latest muse, she looked at me
with a smile like she had wanted
me to get naked and pose with her
in front of everyone right in that room.
#beauty
#fiction
#dialogue
#art
#sensual
39 reads
0 Comments
MIDNIGHT SNACK

#women
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
75 reads
3 Comments
A MEMORY (NOT AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL)

#sex
#erotic
#rhyming
64 reads
0 Comments
Let Herself Celebrate The New Year
Catherine went to
a local bar and had let
herself celebrate
the New Year. Then, she woke up
naked in some other bed.
a local bar and had let
herself celebrate
the New Year. Then, she woke up
naked in some other bed.
#alcohol
#fiction
#tanka
#sensual
#NewYear
54 reads
2 Comments
I'm hers

#love
#lust
#sex #BDSM
#sex #BDSM
127 reads
6 Comments
Mosaic of Memories
In the mosaic of memories that haunt my heart,
each piece of canvas holds bold reds and silver
of my past excess.
In the dark cracks between colors my father
used me to break his vows to my mother.
When I came of age, I used that darkness to
destroy the trust of others.
Across this chaos of colors that is my life, your
steady hand appears and begins to arrange the pieces
to create patterns of love, intricate and warm.
Your eyes reflect my past and glisten with regret
at what I’ve lost, but still, you stay. ...
each piece of canvas holds bold reds and silver
of my past excess.
In the dark cracks between colors my father
used me to break his vows to my mother.
When I came of age, I used that darkness to
destroy the trust of others.
Across this chaos of colors that is my life, your
steady hand appears and begins to arrange the pieces
to create patterns of love, intricate and warm.
Your eyes reflect my past and glisten with regret
at what I’ve lost, but still, you stay. ...
#love
#regret
#art
84 reads
1 Comment
INVITATION ACCEPTED.....

#sex
#erotic
#rhyming
116 reads
2 Comments
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