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Twilight Fals
In the humid dusk
I come to you
Clad in linen and flowers
A careful conquest
For your masterful ways
In the falling twilight
I tremble as your hands
Bring forth my nakedness
I hide my face as I bow
Open and willing before you
Your hands open my
Passages for your
Inquisitive body to fill
Beneath the stars
We create friction
A heat of our own
That brings about
The blessed cries
Of completion
There is no shame
Or fault in our joining
Beneath the stars
We lie breathing heavy
Our limbs languid with
The lust that crackles
As you gasp for breath
I whisper in the pink
Shell of your ear
Stay but a little
And I will come again
I come to you
Clad in linen and flowers
A careful conquest
For your masterful ways
In the falling twilight
I tremble as your hands
Bring forth my nakedness
I hide my face as I bow
Open and willing before you
Your hands open my
Passages for your
Inquisitive body to fill
Beneath the stars
We create friction
A heat of our own
That brings about
The blessed cries
Of completion
There is no shame
Or fault in our joining
Beneath the stars
We lie breathing heavy
Our limbs languid with
The lust that crackles
As you gasp for breath
I whisper in the pink
Shell of your ear
Stay but a little
And I will come again
Published 15th Aug 2015
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Anonymous
15th Aug 2015 12:27pm
Lusty piece. The end made me smile. You're almost ready again and he's finding his breath. Perhaps a lesson to men to make the ultimate coupling the coup de grace and not the appetizer.
16th Aug 2015 4:42am
