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Seductive Nights

I first scoped your ass    
intensity of gaze     
moved up your chest  
within, a subtle daze.  
     
My heart pulsated  
as with rhythmic muse,  
the jewels of your curves
adrift satin water blue.  
     
Your pose, seductive
measured with innocence
womanly lust stance
hair of henna strands.  
 
I stare, resistless
like a moth burned by light
your hips paralyzed me
at first sight.  
 
You walk in shades of beauty
simply, a taste privy
slight perspiration on your naval
as diamonds glistening.
 
Sexy, every thought next to me  
in soft summer storms  
sultry movements in ebony
as I play on your form.  
 
You move me like strong weed  
floating, intoxicated, chocking...  
on the pearl of your seas
the dynamics, motion, dreams.  
 
Sweet bliss  
your honey lips  
tantalize my mind  
when you come by.
 
Silver moons at your thighs    
I can make lava flow
seismic reactions  
till your soul rise.     
 
Climax from distant shores  
every kiss, touch I adore
erotic positions  
fierce orgasms pour.  
 
Let me explore your mind,   
the distance to the size;   
till fluid flows down your legs    
like the Niagra Falls.    
 
I'll make you weak    
fiery nights,  
tease your body  
as i lick your thighs tonight.  
 
Your breast turgid  
lucid as lingerie  
I'll be your dream lover
in the bed.     
 
 In the nude    
me and you;   
foreplay on your clitoris    
as sexual movements come in rhythms.  
     
Do you feel me?    
I see us clearly...      
me bouncing your pretty ass    
in the moonlight.    
 
Every deep stroke,     
poetry I wrote;    
intensely driving you crazy    
I'm aroused more.    
 
This passion is strong,    
in and out till dawn-    
all around till you cum,    
call my name thereof.    
     
You're fine, no lie!    
your form inviting,    
I can't stop writing    
these seductive lines.    
     
Your fingers outline my chest
the strength, virility  
your submission demands  
with each caress.  

You have the best of me
moments of release
your caramel skin tone
Nefertiti, regal, mine.  

From start to finish
every touch defined
this quiet storm
sweet sex love.
Written by Kamusta
Published | Edited 9th Oct 2016
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