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Healing............

   
(....from a conversation between 2 intimate friends)
   
     
     
As the cold dusting of winter settles in      
clouds blow eastward giving way to      
frigid arctic winds.........      
       
…....I need healing      
at the touch of your powerful, tender hands      
sensually      
erotically      
romantically      
       
…...not to paint a picture for you of an act      
nor create a heady porno graph      
frozen in a frame      
causing you shame or      
lifted brow......      
       
let me show you, differently      
let my heart tell you      
How I want to feel      
How I need you to heal me.............      
       
Peacefully …....      
the calm before loves violent storm      
my flesh, my form bends into      
incandescent light      
an orange glow.........safe and      
warm     
       
to feel everything      
so real        
as you heal        
my body      
       
Sensory,      
sensitively      
the way your touch      
begins to render my body      
helpless      
hopeless, and so      
dangerously in love      
with the way you        
love me baby      
       
I feel as if you have injected      
a sweet, warm, soothing medicine      
directly into my veins......      
…..paralyzing every inhibition      
freeing my mind        
so that I may entertain      
every,        
decadent      
alluring        
thought.......      
       
…......enjoying a potion that      
“No one in the world” possesses      
Only you baby,        
only you      
       
“Lay It On me, lay your sweet love on me”      
heal these wounds and fill my every desire....
     
       
I want to burn.....I want to catch fire      
       
…...she speaks incantations,        
erotic motivations      
cover me      
so completely      
       
filled by your rain of desire      
flames lifting like a "funeral pyre"      
that engages the soul      
of this once barren man      
like honey flowing copiously        
from the queen's hive      
       
drawn in through      
the pores of my skin      
drowning my distant sorrows      
purging my past pain      
and bringing me pleasure......      
….unbridled, untamed      
       
i come alive      
       
…..undo the damage to this heart      
broken by those who have come        
and gone      
before      
stirring up      
an incessant tingling inside      
       
.....i want more      
       
my soul quivers      
growing into a quaking,        
a deep shaking      
morphing into an insatiable spirit      
ready to lay claim      
to the healing that awaits me..........      
falling deeply      
into the center        
of your passionate flame      
       
…....not wanting to see      
nor speak        
or serve analysis to the same.....      
       
...to simply feel      
your power      
the arousal      
the lust within      
I so desire you      
to heal me,        
to make me whole again      
       
to come full circle      
to receive an exorcism      
of this wanton lust      
       
an extraction      
of my darkest demons      
a soothing aura      
your spirit renders      
trust      
       
my beautiful queen,        
can you please      
heal me?........
     
       
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 29th Nov 2013
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