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Blendology Poems [ for 18+ adults ]

SweetKittyCat5
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Cleansing His Heart, Pampering His Mind

He’s the baritone voice I hear, before resting my eyes
Hard candy in the morning when he’s thrusting between my thighs
A beautiful wish confiscated in the spiritual depth of my dreams
To the handsome Tomcat who touches my spirit before diving into the softness of my butter rum cream

Slowly, tenderly, freeing the essence of my soul
The je ne sais quoi to the quiet comfort of this French Haitian Creole

Midnight magic in his arm, mmm... he beautifully consoles
Lover’s embrace
The craving of his tongue, he savors from my silken taste

Imprisoning my passion, locked deep with the cresting of my feverish needs
Over and over again, begging for him to complete me
Written in the stars as we soar to the fate of our destiny
The Heavens hears my echoing weakening pleads

With each branding sensation within my Chi, felt
Linking my legs around the virility of his temple, Oh God this man makes me softly melt
In the web of pleasure my passion to find, his rapture I seek
Beyond the stars, he crowns me at the zenith of my trickling peak

Crying out his name
His mouth converting mine, as he dips in and out my surrendering rain
Clenching him tighter, his soul joining mine in pools of ecstasy
Inside my sweeten sugar cane, his streams fill me

A crime of passion in resonances its reminisce
Euphoric we fall from the heights of Nirvana’s bliss
Breathless, our bodies mirroring the reflection of good loving we’ve made
This sultry Queen of heart, conceding to a King of Spade
My compassionate I rest upon his chest
Contentment as we become the masterpiece … mmm… who loves you best

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