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Panacea
You embody all that a woman could instil her love within, a gentleman but a man just like every other man with primal needs, nonetheless.
If you were close enough to run your tongue over the entrance of my mouth, you’d realise that the only letters to be found upon then, would be the letters of your name.
Grace me with your sweet notions, and let us soothe one another in the chamber of unspoken adorations, and the gripping caffoy, for the idea of your love tastes sweeter than the canticles that have ever hummed upon my lips for you.
In absence and presence, thoughts of you stay with me from dawn to dusk, and all I can try to do is tame the chaos that unfolds.
I want you to find the open spaces within me, and squeeze yourself into the intricacies of my love for you, until you feel how hard my heart beats for yours, in unity, amongst the urgency of hard, but deep passionate kisses that spoke to you of my hunger, more than words could ever convey.
Fill me with your seed until it drips from my glazed lips as we graze upon each other til sated, whilst you etch yourself upon me like henna to blossom, and we flourish and blossom all over one another.
Bind me seraphically, and leave me gaping and aching for more of you, in the depths of me. Let me sip upon the chalice in which we've shared, whilst tasting the essence of you as if I were a supplicant of your love, honouring your presence, just as I cherish your existence.
Syncopate your skin within the beats of my heart, until you feel me pulsating and dripping all over you in perpetual bliss as the weight of your worry is rediverted, and you beckon me to render the harshness that invades your inner peace as we channel the notion of devotion.
I wonder if I'd find traces of me, upon the fragments of your mind, or upon your lips, as thoughts of you infuse me like incense, wondering if you'll bathe within the embers that are kindled for you in adoration.
What else is a woman meant to be for a man, if not to soothe him with the softness of concupiscent moments and companionship to be his panacea, throughout life ?
https://youtu.be/3f3KhR5oDC4
If you were close enough to run your tongue over the entrance of my mouth, you’d realise that the only letters to be found upon then, would be the letters of your name.
Grace me with your sweet notions, and let us soothe one another in the chamber of unspoken adorations, and the gripping caffoy, for the idea of your love tastes sweeter than the canticles that have ever hummed upon my lips for you.
In absence and presence, thoughts of you stay with me from dawn to dusk, and all I can try to do is tame the chaos that unfolds.
I want you to find the open spaces within me, and squeeze yourself into the intricacies of my love for you, until you feel how hard my heart beats for yours, in unity, amongst the urgency of hard, but deep passionate kisses that spoke to you of my hunger, more than words could ever convey.
Fill me with your seed until it drips from my glazed lips as we graze upon each other til sated, whilst you etch yourself upon me like henna to blossom, and we flourish and blossom all over one another.
Bind me seraphically, and leave me gaping and aching for more of you, in the depths of me. Let me sip upon the chalice in which we've shared, whilst tasting the essence of you as if I were a supplicant of your love, honouring your presence, just as I cherish your existence.
Syncopate your skin within the beats of my heart, until you feel me pulsating and dripping all over you in perpetual bliss as the weight of your worry is rediverted, and you beckon me to render the harshness that invades your inner peace as we channel the notion of devotion.
I wonder if I'd find traces of me, upon the fragments of your mind, or upon your lips, as thoughts of you infuse me like incense, wondering if you'll bathe within the embers that are kindled for you in adoration.
What else is a woman meant to be for a man, if not to soothe him with the softness of concupiscent moments and companionship to be his panacea, throughout life ?
https://youtu.be/3f3KhR5oDC4
Published 7th Sep 2017
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7th Sep 2017 3:47am
7th Sep 2017 6:28am
Romantic-erotic self-portrait of woman as comforter. Favourite phrase "we flourish and blossom over one another".
As to the pic, the couple look as if they are on an indoor balcony and I seem to see what looks like a gap in the balcony showing a man's face looking up.
As to the pic, the couple look as if they are on an indoor balcony and I seem to see what looks like a gap in the balcony showing a man's face looking up.
7th Sep 2017 7:08am
