Therapy

O erotic poetess
My eyes fixed upon your
moist, ruby red lips
Ears focused upon each and every
seductive word you speak
Therapy

Yes, people do love
sucking it, fucking it
Images of a surreal, deep throat
Getting choked
And hearing your own erotic thoughts don't turn you on?
Damn, that's one hell of a cruel joke.

Pouring rain falling from grey cloudy skies
Gripping your buttocks tightly
Thrusting you hard against cold wet walls
No lie; you know this lusty dialogue makes you wet;  gets you high
Therapy

Though we may deny that you and I
are bound by a bit more than words
But my mind talking to yours
Yours to mine......
......some of the sweetest prose I've ever heard

Admittedly, I am lured in to you
Your lips of shiny cum
Images of thick, throbbing, hot meat
A thrilling 8 second ride
You know and I know
You long to get you some of this.......
Therapy

Taking the elevator up
past the concrete walls
into beautiful blue skies
making love amidst the heavens
I see it's reflection in your
deep dark shining eyes

Painted images of
A slow screw upon satin sheets
Legs pulling my body tightly against you
Wetness building, the rising of body heat

Legs buckling from that spasm of an orgasm
that rocks our bodies to the core
The erotic princess writes
and having written, I cum once more
Therapy

Words remove us from the boring world of the mundane
Making us smile, sometimes laughing
and for a moment-all the hurt and the pain.
A reason, a season or a lifetime
A longing for only you and I to remain

Connected, both our minds
Intimate thoughts of "friends" that share
Words............deeply thought provoking words
That ease away all our earthly cares
Therapy baby.............
Therapy