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Drafted
you forgot me
like a lost note
or a drafted poem you forgot me
late night calls no more than 30 seconds cause we both know what was expected of each other....
"hello"
"wassup are you home?"
"yea"
*call ended*
minutes later we find our self in the presence of each other feeling our magnetic pull to one another
seconds later were tossing around in the plush sheets of my bed ....
hand on my thighs caressing me ever so softly
Ahhh.....
memorys of me soaking wet ... your strokes so soft but yet so rough fucking me until we both drift into sexual sensation my warm insides grip your shaft
and pull you in deeper... under the moon we come alive like two animals attacking each other in our blissful madness
turn me over fuck me hard as i scream for you to stop .....
when i only want you to keep going
like a lost note
or a drafted poem you forgot me
late night calls no more than 30 seconds cause we both know what was expected of each other....
"hello"
"wassup are you home?"
"yea"
*call ended*
minutes later we find our self in the presence of each other feeling our magnetic pull to one another
seconds later were tossing around in the plush sheets of my bed ....
hand on my thighs caressing me ever so softly
Ahhh.....
memorys of me soaking wet ... your strokes so soft but yet so rough fucking me until we both drift into sexual sensation my warm insides grip your shaft
and pull you in deeper... under the moon we come alive like two animals attacking each other in our blissful madness
turn me over fuck me hard as i scream for you to stop .....
when i only want you to keep going
Published 9th Oct 2014
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9th Oct 2014 5:12pm
10th Oct 2014 6:43pm
"under the moon we come alive like two animals attacking each other in our blissful madness"
This image speaks for all erotic poetry. This is the image that we all want to get across. Beautiful. The picture goes very well with the poem because I see the picture, and I am immediately stimulated both in my mind and in my body. Then, I read the poem, and its first similes are artistic in topic. It prepares for a well-painted poem. After reading the poem, I initially got the euphoria from reading erotica, but I look again and am also brought down to earth. I am between the sky and the earth because you gently mix a taste a melancholy into your poem, but the memory is so great that one might be able to just remember it to feel in the void of that person for a while. Nice Poem :)
This image speaks for all erotic poetry. This is the image that we all want to get across. Beautiful. The picture goes very well with the poem because I see the picture, and I am immediately stimulated both in my mind and in my body. Then, I read the poem, and its first similes are artistic in topic. It prepares for a well-painted poem. After reading the poem, I initially got the euphoria from reading erotica, but I look again and am also brought down to earth. I am between the sky and the earth because you gently mix a taste a melancholy into your poem, but the memory is so great that one might be able to just remember it to feel in the void of that person for a while. Nice Poem :)
10th Oct 2014 9:24pm
Seeing that coment just made my day 😁 I really appreciate your feed back and happy you enjoyed the poem ❤️
21st Oct 2014 1:05pm
This is like a movie, watching it's plot being unfolded
sending the feeling, heating up to its passionate fire
in awe of the intense viewing of naked pleasures... Yea
you def. Get your point across! :)
sending the feeling, heating up to its passionate fire
in awe of the intense viewing of naked pleasures... Yea
you def. Get your point across! :)
