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Temptation’s Eyes (Dark Amber) w. JohnFeddeler
--As I raise my eyes
to yours, you rest your
forehead against mine.
It is a moment of the
purest intimacy.
My hands held in yours;
You smile a shower of
Dark Amber into my eyes,
bending your cheek close
to mine, to whisper in my ear;
"I just want to touch you.
I just want to know
the truth of you."
(the truth, yes, and much more
to discover your passion, to feel
you tremble under my invasion)
---I stand before you. unseen by the
crowd you lift the hem of my dress.
Your fingers persistent, determined against my
Flesh with the power and sureness of touch
that only true desire can bring.
I melt within the exquisite fire
of your touch.
"I just want to caress you."
You pause. "...To know the truth.."
(are you hesitating, Temptress? are you
thinking ‘who is this cunning bastard
who only wants me in his bed’)
----Your fingers lick boldly
at my senses like waves.
Your movements became
fleet and fierce and urgent.
It is like someone
crossing a line...
You slide your fingertips
within me, moistening
the flesh of my pussy
exploring the sea of
my emotions.
"This is what I so longed to know
The truth of your response to me
It is this that is the invention of love."
and that may happen for us, one day
we wistful humans,
we make love only when we are in love
but my savage lust cannot be restrained
until a tomorrow after tomorrow –
so tonight, we will fuck…
to yours, you rest your
forehead against mine.
It is a moment of the
purest intimacy.
My hands held in yours;
You smile a shower of
Dark Amber into my eyes,
bending your cheek close
to mine, to whisper in my ear;
"I just want to touch you.
I just want to know
the truth of you."
(the truth, yes, and much more
to discover your passion, to feel
you tremble under my invasion)
---I stand before you. unseen by the
crowd you lift the hem of my dress.
Your fingers persistent, determined against my
Flesh with the power and sureness of touch
that only true desire can bring.
I melt within the exquisite fire
of your touch.
"I just want to caress you."
You pause. "...To know the truth.."
(are you hesitating, Temptress? are you
thinking ‘who is this cunning bastard
who only wants me in his bed’)
----Your fingers lick boldly
at my senses like waves.
Your movements became
fleet and fierce and urgent.
It is like someone
crossing a line...
You slide your fingertips
within me, moistening
the flesh of my pussy
exploring the sea of
my emotions.
"This is what I so longed to know
The truth of your response to me
It is this that is the invention of love."
and that may happen for us, one day
we wistful humans,
we make love only when we are in love
but my savage lust cannot be restrained
until a tomorrow after tomorrow –
so tonight, we will fuck…
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