Submissions by torednekone
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a good ol' Boy with a wild side and a Bi-Sexual wife! Envy Me!!! AKA Butch Bose, AKA Jeremy
Kiss Me
Kiss me all the way down to the sheets.
Use your tender touch.
My aching skin wants you warmth.
The need's, almost, to much.
Let your soft lips press on mine,
Let our tongues collide.
Let our bodies move as one,
Don't let this feeling subside.
Grinding, biting, clawing,
the passion starts to thrive.
Kissing, licking, sucking,
then the lust starts to drive.
Building to the summit,
Of a mountain never climbed.
The sensation takes out breath away,
As our bodies now are primed.
The release of so much pleasure,
We let out a...
Use your tender touch.
My aching skin wants you warmth.
The need's, almost, to much.
Let your soft lips press on mine,
Let our tongues collide.
Let our bodies move as one,
Don't let this feeling subside.
Grinding, biting, clawing,
the passion starts to thrive.
Kissing, licking, sucking,
then the lust starts to drive.
Building to the summit,
Of a mountain never climbed.
The sensation takes out breath away,
As our bodies now are primed.
The release of so much pleasure,
We let out a...
1275 reads
3 Comments
The Temple
I ask to worship at the alter between your thighs, my Goddess.
I wish to drink the nectar from the pink orchid found there.
Ambrosia, given freely by the Diva of my desires.
I can only offer myself as the sacrifice to your beauty.
I give you my body with no reservations.
I wish to pay homage to the pink jewel that adorns the fountain of my lust.
To shake the very walls that surround the pulpit.
Make them quake with pleasure from my physical prayers.
Leave the temple calm and serene...
Until the next time you allow me to show my reverence for your...
I wish to drink the nectar from the pink orchid found there.
Ambrosia, given freely by the Diva of my desires.
I can only offer myself as the sacrifice to your beauty.
I give you my body with no reservations.
I wish to pay homage to the pink jewel that adorns the fountain of my lust.
To shake the very walls that surround the pulpit.
Make them quake with pleasure from my physical prayers.
Leave the temple calm and serene...
Until the next time you allow me to show my reverence for your...
835 reads
3 Comments
Lines
1008 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by torednekone