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....from the mental on down
approach is everything
with that said
let's begin with a simple confession
a prerequisite if you will
to maneuver inside your mind
undress myself metaphor by metaphor
until i am stark naked
standing behind and before your eyes
ebony hued..to be viewed
methodically.....meticulously
submit myself to a thorough inspection
before giving this injection of subdued lust
hanging between my legs
before this eager tongue can make
its slithering introduction..loosen inhibitions
unhinge feminine etiquette with every
epithet and exhale that
escapes the edges of your lips
smother me my nectarine nymph
wet my palette as i spread your thighs
further and further apart
allow me to lick up the dew of desire
dripping from your crevice
if only to taste the fruit of your soul
i want to ingest you...inhale you
enhance your nervous system through
oral suggestions
put you in a specific mood
focused and feral
let's uncage
this menagerie of emotions
lurking beneath civilized mannerisms
let our moans and groans
give way to howls and growls
i seek to crawl
my way through your inner safari
into that untamed wilderness
slow-stalk your senses
heighten your awareness
of this moment....of that moon
sitting patiently in the gallery above us
highlighting the intent brewing
within your eyes
beneath the shadows of your mascara
amidst this predatory fuck
you'll give as good as you get
and then some
of this i am most certain
let's pull back the curtains
and venture into that place of our
shared vision where we
become dark and picturesque
besieged by a swarm of mental snapshots
as images of our bare anatomies
reveals shades of us stirred into a mixture
of flowing contrasts
moving together like liquefied art
i want to feel
you fingerpaint with my sweat
tempt nerves along the length of my spine
ride the tides of this pent up passion of mine
capture the crescendos
the downshifts..the undertows
that deep penetration
take me exactly
where you need me to be inside you
hold and mold me within
the rapture of your pink folds
justify this blood flow
let the tightness and texture extract
every seed of hedonism my loins can muster
as we move in devotion to
our here and now
yes
approach is everything
see how i come..feel how i come
and share with me
some confessions of your own
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