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Blendology Poems [ for 18+ adults ]
If it’s, K for you It's, K for Me
If I could go back to change destiny of time
You would have me smiling each day knowing you are all mine
We would be raising a nation of future Queens and Kings
Given them the mindset of intellectual dreams
Trilingual melodies heard over laughter will be the pride of our seeds
Repairing what is broken their generational lineage where their healing
hands will know no hate, discrimination, or the demise of greed
Ordained spiritual healing power
Praising the four elements of earth, wind, air, water, and fire on their kness giving homage to life before the midnight hour
Knowledge in supremacy ancestral reigns from their mouth would be spoken
From the Haitian rite of passage of a first born boy under the sky, Allah’s blessing unto his loins his duty as a man will be awoken
What if in the realm of the presence we stood, we strived, we played, in our foolish pride, yet, we tried
A kiss to the revelation of a true blessing in disguise
Hushed lullabies echoed to the skies
You do you and I did me
Having the sacred locks to the truth refusing to twist the key
In the stars, we danced in silence pushing each other to soar, to fly far
Venus tenderly lassoing above the moon, can you hear my beautiful whispers Mars
The Big Bang theory of covet wishes, desires, deprived, stalwart beings fragile moments to catch up
To many crowns that did not fit, but only this Queen shall bear greatness from the passage of fertile lover’s cup
Stagnation
Echoes reverberation in misplaced jubilation
Lost in the train of thought, to place a King on his rightful throne
Masks of contentions sings its own yesterday’s song
Time has revolved the element of fate is so near
I bow to you my one and only Sire as I will see you on the other side of the moon my dear
Go now and ride off, bask in the warmth of the sun
It’s too many hearts to be conquered in place of the lost one you’ve never won
très bon
You would have me smiling each day knowing you are all mine
We would be raising a nation of future Queens and Kings
Given them the mindset of intellectual dreams
Trilingual melodies heard over laughter will be the pride of our seeds
Repairing what is broken their generational lineage where their healing
hands will know no hate, discrimination, or the demise of greed
Ordained spiritual healing power
Praising the four elements of earth, wind, air, water, and fire on their kness giving homage to life before the midnight hour
Knowledge in supremacy ancestral reigns from their mouth would be spoken
From the Haitian rite of passage of a first born boy under the sky, Allah’s blessing unto his loins his duty as a man will be awoken
What if in the realm of the presence we stood, we strived, we played, in our foolish pride, yet, we tried
A kiss to the revelation of a true blessing in disguise
Hushed lullabies echoed to the skies
You do you and I did me
Having the sacred locks to the truth refusing to twist the key
In the stars, we danced in silence pushing each other to soar, to fly far
Venus tenderly lassoing above the moon, can you hear my beautiful whispers Mars
The Big Bang theory of covet wishes, desires, deprived, stalwart beings fragile moments to catch up
To many crowns that did not fit, but only this Queen shall bear greatness from the passage of fertile lover’s cup
Stagnation
Echoes reverberation in misplaced jubilation
Lost in the train of thought, to place a King on his rightful throne
Masks of contentions sings its own yesterday’s song
Time has revolved the element of fate is so near
I bow to you my one and only Sire as I will see you on the other side of the moon my dear
Go now and ride off, bask in the warmth of the sun
It’s too many hearts to be conquered in place of the lost one you’ve never won
très bon
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Insatiable Hunger
Mm… head thrown back climaxing inside his mouth
Kissing my soft folds
Flipping me over, erection palmed
Fishing for my creamy moistened south
A stream coursing inside me
My climax making us one
Moans of releases
Breaths of shudder
Sealing the rapture
With the blanket of his hungry lips
Kissing my soft folds
Flipping me over, erection palmed
Fishing for my creamy moistened south
A stream coursing inside me
My climax making us one
Moans of releases
Breaths of shudder
Sealing the rapture
With the blanket of his hungry lips
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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He made such sweet love to me
In the calling of the night
He soothed my body till dawns early light
He spread my legs
Upon his bed
He took my wrists and raise them above my head
Oh, it felt so good
Brushstrokes In The Dark
My blank canvas, your wondrous to do as please
Outlining the void form of me
Touching me with tender brushstrokes on the journey to morning
Stain my Chi with coats of yesteryears kisses
Wisps of brushstrokes upon the heart reminiscent of naked passion
In the throne of tomorrow, souls baptizing in the splendor of one
Brushstrokes in the dark amplifying the illusion of destiny’s wishes
Shading me in bit by bit with colors of rapture, lust, ecstasy, desires
Decorating my delicate skin with whispered hues of promises
Explorative hands blindly, roaming, molding, contouring my essence
Inscribing me with your oath of Heavenly bliss
Losing my breath
Losing me
Losing my soul
Lost inside you
Dipping your brush inside the rainbow of my wants, stroking within my needs
Locking hearts, minds, bodies into a blend of ecstasy
Softly drowning in the spiraling currents of tender words, soft kisses
Gyrating my body in the image of Him for which he stands
Which we fall
Pants of rhapsody
Lips etching over my tender skin
Lost spaces of us fusing, becoming one
Lust to give and receive, our bodies singing out in harmony
Surrendering in desires, sensations we speak out in tongues
Swoop me up in your arms
Enwrap my ambiance within honeyed poetic charms
We beautifully laid among the stars until fading streaks of the sunrise glory
Wrinkled sheets of yesterday
Telling of our fairytale
A beautiful masterpiece of its making
Brushstrokes in the dark
Outlining the void form of me
Touching me with tender brushstrokes on the journey to morning
Stain my Chi with coats of yesteryears kisses
Wisps of brushstrokes upon the heart reminiscent of naked passion
In the throne of tomorrow, souls baptizing in the splendor of one
Brushstrokes in the dark amplifying the illusion of destiny’s wishes
Shading me in bit by bit with colors of rapture, lust, ecstasy, desires
Decorating my delicate skin with whispered hues of promises
Explorative hands blindly, roaming, molding, contouring my essence
Inscribing me with your oath of Heavenly bliss
Losing my breath
Losing me
Losing my soul
Lost inside you
Dipping your brush inside the rainbow of my wants, stroking within my needs
Locking hearts, minds, bodies into a blend of ecstasy
Softly drowning in the spiraling currents of tender words, soft kisses
Gyrating my body in the image of Him for which he stands
Which we fall
Pants of rhapsody
Lips etching over my tender skin
Lost spaces of us fusing, becoming one
Lust to give and receive, our bodies singing out in harmony
Surrendering in desires, sensations we speak out in tongues
Swoop me up in your arms
Enwrap my ambiance within honeyed poetic charms
We beautifully laid among the stars until fading streaks of the sunrise glory
Wrinkled sheets of yesterday
Telling of our fairytale
A beautiful masterpiece of its making
Brushstrokes in the dark
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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There are so many degrees of love, there is physical love, the passion that drives another to feel the heartbeats, relish in the presence of that special person, then there is emotional love, the love where you two bond, mind to mind, heart to heart, as strong friends between the opposite of sex may occur, yet never crossing the boundaries to engage physically, then there is mental love, ahh the cream of the crop for someone who is Sapiosexual, a love that connects the intellect of one’s mind, the adoration and gifts of muses who bestows the flattery of words, without the physical bonding and the absence of their being.
Therefore, it is not really a right way to describe love; it is a feeling for another who caters to the heart and pampers the mind, and then both coming together to partake in the union of one’s fleshy desires.
Fixate your eyes to the seductive sway of my enticing dance
Sultry movements to allure as you drop your pants
Come closer you feel my allure, mmm... as you palm my curvaceous hips
Pull me closer, breath to breath, lips to lips
Oh, sweet mercy, our bodies are now attuned
A kiss to my ear passion as the music stops the softness of desires
I give unto you blending souls now marooned
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Mm… grabbing my buttocks
Shaking them as he locks his groin in place
My hips centered, your hot mouth to my nipples tethered
Eyes closing
His head denting the pillow
Oh, sweet mercy, the blending of our souls consoling
Out tongues consoling
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