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On The Cusp
Once...
Twice...
Three times...
...My lady...
Maybe, 2 out of 3 times, she's mine
Because she's crazy...&...So am I
A third of her is divine, which I'm inclined to be chasing
So, I give head starts, for her to get off first, when we're playing...
Our lil game of, Amazing Get There
A race where, there's no finish line ending
Ruled: No Contest
Suspended...Due to perfect storm like conditions
When Love reigns...Feelings
A downpour of convictions
Interfering, with our field of play
And that's okay...
'Cause during the intervening moments we're made to wait
We relate
We engage and grow closer
She shakes...while I quake from the rumble
We both reverberate to the sound of our thunder
Somewhere between the sheets and the cover
There...We hover in bliss
Above this...
Together, with nobody else
It's just us
And ain't nothing better
Than the lust we can trust, when I'm hard and she's wetter
Where we revel
On the cusp
Of something even greater
Until then...
So what...We give up & just fuck!
Hoping Love, will cum
Later...
~disDain~
Twice...
Three times...
...My lady...
Maybe, 2 out of 3 times, she's mine
Because she's crazy...&...So am I
A third of her is divine, which I'm inclined to be chasing
So, I give head starts, for her to get off first, when we're playing...
Our lil game of, Amazing Get There
A race where, there's no finish line ending
Ruled: No Contest
Suspended...Due to perfect storm like conditions
When Love reigns...Feelings
A downpour of convictions
Interfering, with our field of play
And that's okay...
'Cause during the intervening moments we're made to wait
We relate
We engage and grow closer
She shakes...while I quake from the rumble
We both reverberate to the sound of our thunder
Somewhere between the sheets and the cover
There...We hover in bliss
Above this...
Together, with nobody else
It's just us
And ain't nothing better
Than the lust we can trust, when I'm hard and she's wetter
Where we revel
On the cusp
Of something even greater
Until then...
So what...We give up & just fuck!
Hoping Love, will cum
Later...
~disDain~
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