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Image for the poem Beautiful Ghost............

Beautiful Ghost............

"It was just yesterday......"      
     
The insurance man wanted in      
But the black sundress is so light,      
so airy, so thin......      
     
He has rung the door bell three times      
You walk away from me into the dusty sunlight      
Oh my God......the silhouette of that fine      
round behind.....      
     
.....he rings one more time      
     
You grasp my hand and with a gentle pull      
your escort me to the 2nd room on the left.      
You back your way through the threshold.....      
Be-stung lips envelope mine in a deep soul kiss      
before I can even catch my breath....      
     
Oh the way you man handle thee      
Pushing me down upon the bed,      
you lay your body down on top of me      
I am so enthralled.....      
     
.....entranced by lips that continue to kiss      
Every inch, every nerve.......every pore      
my being is so incensed....it is so evident      
     
......that I am going to be ever-so-satisfied
"Do me baby like you've never done before...."
     
     
She seems so hell bent on pleasing me beyond measure      
A "Behind closed doors moment" that I will      
forever treasure.....      
     
     
Before today, I may have ever uttered the words to you      
But that look in your eyes affirms in me the truth....      
We're not in need of lovin'      
     
.......you simply want to fuck me      
     
...and my mind is in a beautiful mess      
stepping from the adjacent rest      
My shirt lay open revealing my broad chest      
Nipples hard, my body tingles      
Fan spins overhead, straps loosened      
you loose that sundress.....      
     
We left the man at the door.....      
thin black wisp of fabric laying      
heaped upon the floor      
     
Licking your lips, sacheting towards the bed      
twisting those luscious hips      
You cover my body once again      
To feel this good; an absolute sin      
     
....and so it begins      
     
Mind bent; an exodus from the right here and now      
my consciousness elevated far above the clouds      
     
softly      
     
warmly      
     
sensually
     
     
The nipples upon your breast      
stiffly pressed      
against my heaving chest      
     
Somewhere along the way I've lost my pants      
Your heavenly body begins it's nasty, torrid dance      
Pussy soaking wet, pelvic grinding      
upon rock-hard dick      
Moistness between your thighs      
Purple, swollen head so wet and slick      
     
.......motion and music, seductively sings the lyric      
     
".... I wanna know what you wanna do,      
what if I could say there wasn't any rules      
I wanna play, play around,      
tell me if you think that you can get down      
'Cause this is what I'm dying for      
I mean, this is what I'm dying to do........I wanna' play"
     
     
     
Segue to a licking      
Fingers stroking you      
Clitty-Cat ticking      
     
Thrusting all around the bed like a beast      
Just like quicksilver      
slick and needing a deep release      
     
Gripping hold tightly to the soft down mattress      
"My, my, my.......sweet baby phatness"      
Hands around your ankles tightly      
I spread those sexy ass legs so non-politely      
Those firm and shapely thighs      
"C'mon Papi, *fuck* Mami now"      
     
     
....just please don't *cum* inside.      
     
Funny the things you remember......      
     
sliding that "rock" right on in      
but if I don't *shoot* this scene just right,      
Truly, that would be an unforgivable sin.      
     
The sound of the bed moving in rhythm across      
the floor      
     
The wall accusing the door      
Gentle sighs and moans      
muffled erotic screams      
Arching her back just a little bit more      
to meet my every powerful thrust......      
     
.........in too deep, too deep      
just her  man servant      
Pleasing his queen is a must      
     
Swelling and tingling      
every vein pulsing      
Starting my copious flow........      
     
........just like Frankie said baby, "Before I Let Go..."      
     
She's cummin', so...  
     
wet,      
     
tight,      
     
bitin'      
     
excitin'
     
     
Pulling my gun from the *holster* as fast as I can      
releasing my rounds all over no man's land      
Legs now around my waist, she pulls me back in      
Lips locked together, sucking my tongue      
The madness starts      
     
all      
     
over      
     
again.......
     
     
     
     
     
I      
     
awaken, slowly......      
     
       
......reminiscing my deepest desires      
Her full lips I      
so want to kiss      
     
Lazily, I roll over to pull her close      
Suddenly my eyes well with tears and my soul      
begins to mist.......      
     
......I lay there in the bed we shared      
her portrait at my side      
"Drifting on a memory"      
.....was just two years ago,      
the love of my heart      
drifted through heaven's gates      
she closed her eyes.....and died      
     
And yes my heart yearns......      
     
.....for a day,      
that I shall reach      
across those distant, lofty shores      
together you and I      
forever more      
     
All of my love, to you      
     
......my beautiful ghost      
     
     
Author's Note-( As I've mentioned before, I'm kind of at the finishing stages of my book of erotic poems and stories and this particular poem concept will be found in a section called "Men Talk" filled with male perspectives, loves, pains, memories that may be quite different in presentation than those of the fairer sex, but alas, we all bleed.  This poem was kind of a mixture of my own personal experiences and similar experiences of other men...intimate memories that were very hard to forget, let alone share)      
     
 
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