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" to me"

“When the skies are grey and all the doors are closing
And the rising pressure makes it hard to breathe
When all I need's a hand to stop the tears from falling
I will find her, I'll find her next to me....”
 Emeli Sande

...I have sipped of your sensual essence all night
intoxicated by the distillation of your romantic spirit
I awaken with the “sweetest hangover” in the morning
So good, so right.....

….knowing that I will find you “next to me”

awakening from a daze that feels like
a strawberry letter...

hearing kisses, seeing marmalade trees
diamonds inside the fire that burns brightly
between welcome thighs, wrapped so tightly around mine.....

....your love leaves this man breathless

(mmm...”you do feel so damned good!” )

I remember the moment
your immaculate ascent
slowly, so deliberately
inch by inch
your love “on top” of me
her pearly white teeth
gently nipping my soul into ecstasy....

… there any question at all that
you are my forever?  Nothing more that I treasure
except the heavens above.......

Basking in the moment, again we make sweet love

…..beautiful coffee brown body
face down against the comfort
of the kings pedestal,
feeling rapture,
the heralded sounds of my introit
the voice of my diapason lays swollen promise
“your love is king”
I take your backdoor..... lady, my love

my hands mold the shape of your hips
moving downward to
envelope the queen's opulence a sorcerer
I rub your rich roundness
coaxing his crystal ball
I see my imminent future

massaging, squeezing
kneading your flesh until
the wetness begins to flood
the walls of your golden temple

her gates have been breached

her torso quivers
as my warm palms
reach for her breast
the allure of nipples
swollen, erect
and under duress

my tongue licks her body
from the top of her derriere
kissing up her spine
to the base of her neck....

descending deeper inside
her moist muscle
she feels my length....

...her release
constricts my "swollen promise"
as the rhythm grows stronger
thrusting deeper, longer

my body hell-bent on igniting an inner fire

etching a memory upon
her mind and body.......forever

always here, next to me

Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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