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tempest kiss
it was a vicious storm
accompanied by the piercing eyes of lightning
& the terrifyingly brave voice of thunder.
love comes down like rain.
if it’s a gentle rain, it’s anonymous.
it’s plain; not pretty at all.
I crave the vulgar storm that breaks through the sky to
annihilate me. it inundates me & rips away the canvas
cloth that hides my nakedness. I want to make love to
it… I want to f*ck that storm!
do you know, woman, that you are a storm? you are
beautiful, & your beauty is terrifying. because it is not
Hollywood glamour, all high society, seamstressed in
silk & corsets.
your eyes bother me, & your mouth bothers me. your
mouth, painted in coarse red lipstick that makes fire
upon your lips. that shameless red that smears across
my belly when you are down low on me.
every woman hungers for it: the root of a man’s being.
she knows the thrill he gets when she attacks it with
her tongue, her lips & full mouth, in her most intimate
perversion. & that thrill is no less her own.
I hear you pleading:
oh f*ck, f*ck! I want to suck it!
you capture me in your sweet wet Elysium, & by your
rapture, & your moans, you make me love you; you make
me. until the joy is unbearable, my eyes close by some
obscure devotion, & the white storm rushes from my hips!
you lick your lips
& you gaze at me with your cat-eyes & your Cheshire grin,
knowing I am obliterated…
… here walks a ghost that once was a poem.
(Artist unknown)
Published 17th Mar 2016
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Anonymous
17th Mar 2016 5:18am
Well fuck me Sir, darling, babe.
Looks like we have a conqueror.
She better do you right. Hahaha!
You are a Lord of Voltage ;)
Looks like we have a conqueror.
She better do you right. Hahaha!
You are a Lord of Voltage ;)
17th Mar 2016 5:59am
I crave the vulgar storm that breaks through the sky to
annihilate me. it inundates me & rips away the canvas
cloth that hides my nakedness. I want to make love to
it… I want to f*ck that storm!
Great lines
Infact I could have copied and pasted all of
it
Really enjoyed John xx
And as always with you're work the picture
fits in beautifully.
annihilate me. it inundates me & rips away the canvas
cloth that hides my nakedness. I want to make love to
it… I want to f*ck that storm!
Great lines
Infact I could have copied and pasted all of
it
Really enjoyed John xx
And as always with you're work the picture
fits in beautifully.
17th Mar 2016 7:19am
'I crave the vulgar storm that breaks through the sky to
annihilate me.' Great line, it bothers me. :) This was beautiful, as I've come to expect from you.
annihilate me.' Great line, it bothers me. :) This was beautiful, as I've come to expect from you.
17th Mar 2016 8:11am
Ahhh, JohnFeddeler, luv ~ :-*
… here walks a ghost that once was a poem.
You have utterly undone me.
I am come undone.
every woman hungers for it: the root of a man’s being.
she knows the thrill he gets when she attacks it with
her tongue, her lips & full mouth, in her most intimate
perversion. & that thrill is no less her own.
I hear you pleading:
oh f*ck, f*ck! I want to suck it!
you capture me in your sweet wet Elysium, & by your
rapture, & your moans, you make me love you; you make
me. until the joy is unbearable, my eyes close by some
obscure devotion, & the white storm rushes from my hips!
you lick your lips
You men, you make us love you too and that joy is unbearable, luv, when we worship there until your white storm rushes forth... :-*
Oh yes, oh yes, I am come utterly undone by you.
I weep in bliss...
… here walks a ghost that once was a poem.
You have utterly undone me.
I am come undone.
every woman hungers for it: the root of a man’s being.
she knows the thrill he gets when she attacks it with
her tongue, her lips & full mouth, in her most intimate
perversion. & that thrill is no less her own.
I hear you pleading:
oh f*ck, f*ck! I want to suck it!
you capture me in your sweet wet Elysium, & by your
rapture, & your moans, you make me love you; you make
me. until the joy is unbearable, my eyes close by some
obscure devotion, & the white storm rushes from my hips!
you lick your lips
You men, you make us love you too and that joy is unbearable, luv, when we worship there until your white storm rushes forth... :-*
Oh yes, oh yes, I am come utterly undone by you.
I weep in bliss...
17th Mar 2016 12:05pm
do you know, woman, that you are a storm? you are
"beautiful, & your beauty is terrifying. because it is not
Hollywood glamour, all high society, seamstressed in
silk & corsets."
I love everything about this write, John but these words stood out for me. There's no mystery! Beauty untouched, straight up!
Big like 😊
"beautiful, & your beauty is terrifying. because it is not
Hollywood glamour, all high society, seamstressed in
silk & corsets."
I love everything about this write, John but these words stood out for me. There's no mystery! Beauty untouched, straight up!
Big like 😊
17th Mar 2016 3:38pm
Blue Collar to the core. Brutal. Truthful. Honest and well spoken. Very well written. If you keep making women seem to love exercising power over men, the PC Police will be after you
17th Mar 2016 3:44pm
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17th Mar 2016 7:22pm
every woman hungers for it: the root of a man’s being.
I think innately both men and women desire to please
and make the other nothing but happy in the midst of a
turbulent world. It's the core of who we are and when
we're our most elevated spiritually (I believe).
This write captures the calm and beautiful eye of the
storm in all its raw skin and swirling debris.
I think innately both men and women desire to please
and make the other nothing but happy in the midst of a
turbulent world. It's the core of who we are and when
we're our most elevated spiritually (I believe).
This write captures the calm and beautiful eye of the
storm in all its raw skin and swirling debris.
17th Mar 2016 7:58pm
Damn that had power and beauty all over it. That was an excellent closing line.
Bravo!
W
Bravo!
W
17th Mar 2016 8:39pm
You are a killer at the erotic prose my friend. I enjoy the sensualness wrapped in with the freaks in our nature to express what we truly desire in physical love definitely builds a stronger mental love as well. Steller superb awesome!
18th Mar 2016 1:33am
Tempest indeed..this was totally captivating..Excellent ink as always John...
18th Mar 2016 7:39am
18th Mar 2016 10:42am
"I crave the vulgar storm that breaks through the sky to
annihilate me. it inundates me & rips away the canvas
cloth that hides my nakedness. I want to make love to
it… I want to f*ck that storm!"
Words from the hidden fire... Great write as always, sir.
annihilate me. it inundates me & rips away the canvas
cloth that hides my nakedness. I want to make love to
it… I want to f*ck that storm!"
Words from the hidden fire... Great write as always, sir.
21st Mar 2016 8:27am
Must again take this with me.
I love and love your inflictions.
Afuckingthousandssweetsaints,
still gets to me
... .
I love and love your inflictions.
Afuckingthousandssweetsaints,
still gets to me
... .
22nd Mar 2016 3:57am
John, Yowza! Such intense, unbridled passion, I love everything about this piece.
Well done!
~C.
Well done!
~C.
22nd Mar 2016 8:11am
John, John, JOHN! The dance of male and female energy you have conveyed in this piece...so HOT.
What a darling write conveying passion, strength and vulnerability.
Having someone recite this to me - most definitely on my to do list!
Drench, X Lady Rain.
What a darling write conveying passion, strength and vulnerability.
Having someone recite this to me - most definitely on my to do list!
Drench, X Lady Rain.
16th Apr 2016 8:31pm
o good God this is most definitely a work of art! beautiful piece i pray that my husband can leave work early and come home to take care of me especially once I show him your piece. You, my darling, are a true poet.
3rd Jul 2016 6:57am
Nothin' like a good storm,John. Pretty much speaks for itself,this one.Captures the thrill of a woman in control.Love it.
