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A Manorgasmic Flood Tide of the Purest Light
"....His orgasm streamed through his shaft like a ray of pure light. He felt like he was giving birth to a rainbow. For a few moments, he felt ecstatic, drifting in a sea of colours. Then reality abruptly intruded." ~ Madelynne Ellis
blackness
Consciousness fading away
My body losing all control,
caught up in the seizure of this moment
Every primal synapse breaking
The warm creamy floods come
at the light of early day.....breaking
Feeling as though I am disintegrating
My mind and body obliterated.......
caught in a great concussion
that feels somehow strangely sweet
an explosion of all my senses
A swell of ethereal pleasure building
from the top of my head to the souls of my feet
Losing the battle to maintain lucidity
my mind screams “faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
Through the wash of waves
the rush of pleasure
quaking and quivering rendering
this king weak in the throes of pending release,
I am haunted by this specter of you.....
raining down each and every element of this earth
upon my carnal flesh........
….a nether-worldly incessant tingling
they burn feverishly inside my soul
decadent thoughts of you
and our countless encounters,
real or otherwise.......I dream
of a life of loving you deeply,
making love to you so completely
in repeated verses.
“No one in the world loves me like you do”
Naked......
you come bearing precious gifts
the endless pleasures in the hours to be
as you lay upon the soft down
You touch me with healing hands...
spiritually, emotionally
sensually......holistically
scripted words by delicate fingers
upon the printed page
speak to my heart as a gentle song
sung sweetly
my baby...
...your ink amazes me
captivates
Connects you and I across galaxies
Your picture in a crystal frame
The legacy of your fragrance still remains
In the moments, oh how I want only you......
blackness
Consciousness fading away
My body losing all control,
caught up in the seizure of this moment
Every primal synapse breaking
The warm creamy floods come
at the light of early day.....breaking
Feeling as though I am disintegrating
My mind and body obliterated.......
caught in a great concussion
that feels somehow strangely sweet
an explosion of all my senses
A swell of ethereal pleasure building
from the top of my head to the souls of my feet
Losing the battle to maintain lucidity
my mind screams “faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
Through the wash of waves
the rush of pleasure
quaking and quivering rendering
this king weak in the throes of pending release,
I am haunted by this specter of you.....
raining down each and every element of this earth
upon my carnal flesh........
….a nether-worldly incessant tingling
they burn feverishly inside my soul
decadent thoughts of you
and our countless encounters,
real or otherwise.......I dream
of a life of loving you deeply,
making love to you so completely
in repeated verses.
“No one in the world loves me like you do”
Naked......
you come bearing precious gifts
the endless pleasures in the hours to be
as you lay upon the soft down
You touch me with healing hands...
spiritually, emotionally
sensually......holistically
scripted words by delicate fingers
upon the printed page
speak to my heart as a gentle song
sung sweetly
my baby...
...your ink amazes me
captivates
Connects you and I across galaxies
Your picture in a crystal frame
The legacy of your fragrance still remains
In the moments, oh how I want only you......
Published 16th Jan 2014
| Edited 17th Jan 2014
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16th Jan 2014 5:41pm
16th Jan 2014 6:38pm
16th Jan 2014 8:23pm
My favorite part of the poem starts with "my baby" and
ends with "I only want you".....
Very nice indeed..... :)
ends with "I only want you".....
Very nice indeed..... :)
16th Jan 2014 10:42pm
......Thank You Scarlet. Very ironic that you found "ending" best. If you read the whole poem carefully, you will find something very unique indeed : )
16th Jan 2014 10:04pm
Rainbows. Yes. Good read, MrM. I heard this phrase once "No one will love you like I do." I disagreed though.
16th Jan 2014 10:39pm
There are many variations on that theme Grace...amongst my favorites was found in the lyrics a a Keb Mo' song (I love Keb Mo'):
".....Can't nobody love you
more than you love yourself
and as long as i got me one good friend
I don't need nobody else, just my one friend...."
".....Can't nobody love you
more than you love yourself
and as long as i got me one good friend
I don't need nobody else, just my one friend...."
16th Jan 2014 11:11pm
Loosing the battle to maintain lucidity
my mind screams
“faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
losing....
I thought would be a better replacement
of not losing
the morning wood's
temptations
my mind screams
“faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
losing....
I thought would be a better replacement
of not losing
the morning wood's
temptations
17th Jan 2014 00:18am
19th Jan 2014 10:57pm
i read it again unknowingly and picked the same again
Losing the battle to maintain lucidity
my mind screams “faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
Losing the battle to maintain lucidity
my mind screams “faster, faster”
I grip the serpent tighter
A strangle hold upon his neck
I stroke the head of the beast
harder and harder
16th Jan 2014 11:51pm
Reading this from the end to the start... sexy, very very sexy... love your words.
17th Jan 2014 4:42am
Goodness! I'm just so in love with your mind! You have this magnificent way of painting your thoughts so beautifully! This piece is so seductive and alluring that it makes me warm. I can't get enough of your ink... :) Lovely darling...Xoxo
Thank you my dearest Rain but....
...sometimes there is so much more beauty beneath that which appears to be. The message is much more personal if you discover it's hidden secrets..; )
#iloveyoufromthebottomtothetop
...sometimes there is so much more beauty beneath that which appears to be. The message is much more personal if you discover it's hidden secrets..; )
#iloveyoufromthebottomtothetop
I did,...
Did you faint from pleasure? Not sure of the hidden meaning, but you know I'm in love with this..
Did you faint from pleasure? Not sure of the hidden meaning, but you know I'm in love with this..
I think you definitely understood the beauty of this fully : ) No real hidden meaning, just reads a bit differently from the bottom up ; )
.....and no, I did not faint LOL :
.....and no, I did not faint LOL :
17th Jan 2014 7:50am
It looks like you wrote this from the bottom up. Unique and I like it. This poem is sweet though sometimes spicy.
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