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She Came......

   
Last night, she came  
   
to me  
for me  
with me  
it's been so long since I've  felt the need....  
   
foreplay....  
   
…..we sang sweet harmonies on Friday  
danced the night away Saturday  
and on Sunday, we shouted “Hallelujah”    
spiritually
 
   
and as the clock chimed it's way    
into the mid of night,  
came a gentle knock on my door  
I sheepishly got up to explore  
the possibilities that I could not ignore  
dreamin' and  prayin' that......  
   
“Hey Mr. Sexy man”......words spoken in a soft, seductive kind of way  
   
presentation.....  
   
….a Burberry trench coat  
and little much else beneath  
black french lace and high heels  
accentuate her tiny feet  
the allure of her “Guilty” scent  
a perfect flowing mane  
exquisite pearly white teeth  
   
she is simply classic  
   
and two decades younger than I  
she pulls her warm, sultry body close  
against my chest  
“I want you so bad.....and I can't tell you why”    
 
making love.....  
   
…..she follows me inside  
closes the door  
as we cross the threshold to the boudoir,  
she drops her coat there on the floor  
   
I lift her petite body  
and lay her gently upon my bed  
 
we    
make love,  
cooing and playing,  
exploring all that I've been missing  
hugging and kissing  
 
ferociously fucking her body
feeling almost criminal  
being the object of desire  
for a woman so much younger than I,  
   
“holding back the years.......”  
   
….between her thighs  
I lay down my head  
lust taking over  
she presses her hips firmly  
down into the comfort of my bed  
   
and I    
   
“....taste the love that I've been missing  
sometimes love takes a long time  
I taste the love, I'm gonna' take a  
chance for love, wait for love.....wait for love”
 
   
paradox.....  
   
(why am I still  
thinking,  
longing,  
wanting  
you.........?)
 
   
   
   
   
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 31st Mar 2015
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