* Mental Climax *
never dreamt I’d be in this exalted position.
Missionary style that soothe the optics and bore
the exhale before awakening the neighbors heedful nests.
Surrender came within me and coerced my limbs to
measure a split while my wet rift glistened and purred
at your merciless nexus.
I misjudged that primitive aggression and ingested
a carnal rush gently...
just to allow you to press your richness against my royalty
because I’m always down for a King pampering his Queen
I couldn’t let you tactically re-align my spine into
without creating my own sectors
betwixt those you assumed turned you out
and the fragrance you inhaled between my thighs.
I know it’s all in my mind babe…..
but it’s that high that delivered you here in the first place.
Your testosterone raging caused a lascivious holocaust
of your cock-i-ness,
and I eagerly molded your prolific shaft into my image
as I descended down...then ascended off...just to get us off,
with the magic of my covergirl lip gloss-
glossing over your fullness.
I needed to….I craved to,
I had to feel you grow and throb….
Swell and thrive inside both sets of my luscious warm
wet lips, until azure celestials became our lustful hell
and passion wore the cherub’s veil
with Leviticus climax as the crown.
Sinfully gorgeous bodies burning sheets with the flames
of our sweat.
You pioneered this feeding of the savage in me who yearns
subtle domination that cause the most beautiful pain.
I fucked you like musing was an ole skool blues record
scratching the needle inside the sluttiest creases of a
causing my body to vibrate while my voice moaned
the notes you stroked and strummed into a sensual melody
titled ' Mental Climax'.
Cause in my mind…
I’ll constantly dance to the beat that is you,
while making love to you……in vivid lyrics.
Author note (Inspired by…….. Nah, I’ll keep him on the down low.) ;)